Regrets
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M through R › Queer As Folk
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
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1,917
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I do not own Queer As Folk, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Epilogue
Chapter 4: Epilogue
“Don’t.” a soft whisper echoed through the walls of the room. Every head present turned towards the entrance where a figure stood panting for breath. Keeping his eyes locked on the only man worthy of his attention, he took steady steps forward, shortening the distance between him and his future. With every step he took, he shed his fears and past, until he was bare of the torturous haunts. Watching blue orbs widen as he jumped the two short steps to where they stood, he paused in front of the blonde.
“Don’t marry him.” was the repeated sentence. Hazel eyes spoke the words left unspoken and broadcasted emotions left hidden for so long.
Sapphire eyes darted outwards towards the audience, the priest, the fiancé, and finally, back to hazel again. Blinking once… twice…three times, and then the blonde did the one thing no one expected: he fled.
Hazel eyes blinked in surprise before giving chase. He had let him go twice before, but not again. He’s learned his lessons, and he’s learned them well. Footsteps pounded down the hallways as he followed the escape trail of his lover. Catching a flash of the blonde running out the building doors, he sped up. As he pushed open the doors, he could only watch in horror as the car made impact with the lithe body.
“Justin!”
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Brian shot up in bed, panting and sweating as if he had just ran a marathon instead of sleeping in bed. Heart pounding harshly as the adrenaline pumped his blood, the last shivers of terror bled out of his body. Eyes thrown open in fear, he shot a glance at his left before letting out a sigh of relief as he caught sight of blond hair upon navy sheets.
‘He’s alive.’
Reaching out to run his fingers gently through the soft locks, he marveled at how his life turned out to be. Eight years ago, he’d have laughed at the person who said he’d be living his life like this and be proud of it. But as he looked down at the blonde’s peaceful face, Brian could only smile fondly as his heart warmed at the idea of living in this world, so long as he had his lover.
A world where Justin doesn’t know Isaac on an intimate level. A world where the only relationship between the two was a client/supplier once when it came down to the architectural plans for the house. A world where Justin was alive and healthy. A world where Brian had been given the ultimatum of Justin and another and he had chosen correctly and got the chance to spend his days with Sunshine in his life. A world where he had not lost the Justin to another man. A world where Justin never married, or at least engaged to be married to, someone else. But most importantly, a world where Justin was his and his alone.
And as the sun glinted off the platinum band encircling the blonde’s left ring finger, a band whose mate was on Brian’s own left ring finger, the ad exec couldn’t help but think…
‘Yes, life is wonderful.’
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A.N.: Short, simple, and to the point. How else was I suppose to end it?
“Don’t.” a soft whisper echoed through the walls of the room. Every head present turned towards the entrance where a figure stood panting for breath. Keeping his eyes locked on the only man worthy of his attention, he took steady steps forward, shortening the distance between him and his future. With every step he took, he shed his fears and past, until he was bare of the torturous haunts. Watching blue orbs widen as he jumped the two short steps to where they stood, he paused in front of the blonde.
“Don’t marry him.” was the repeated sentence. Hazel eyes spoke the words left unspoken and broadcasted emotions left hidden for so long.
Sapphire eyes darted outwards towards the audience, the priest, the fiancé, and finally, back to hazel again. Blinking once… twice…three times, and then the blonde did the one thing no one expected: he fled.
Hazel eyes blinked in surprise before giving chase. He had let him go twice before, but not again. He’s learned his lessons, and he’s learned them well. Footsteps pounded down the hallways as he followed the escape trail of his lover. Catching a flash of the blonde running out the building doors, he sped up. As he pushed open the doors, he could only watch in horror as the car made impact with the lithe body.
“Justin!”
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Brian shot up in bed, panting and sweating as if he had just ran a marathon instead of sleeping in bed. Heart pounding harshly as the adrenaline pumped his blood, the last shivers of terror bled out of his body. Eyes thrown open in fear, he shot a glance at his left before letting out a sigh of relief as he caught sight of blond hair upon navy sheets.
‘He’s alive.’
Reaching out to run his fingers gently through the soft locks, he marveled at how his life turned out to be. Eight years ago, he’d have laughed at the person who said he’d be living his life like this and be proud of it. But as he looked down at the blonde’s peaceful face, Brian could only smile fondly as his heart warmed at the idea of living in this world, so long as he had his lover.
A world where Justin doesn’t know Isaac on an intimate level. A world where the only relationship between the two was a client/supplier once when it came down to the architectural plans for the house. A world where Justin was alive and healthy. A world where Brian had been given the ultimatum of Justin and another and he had chosen correctly and got the chance to spend his days with Sunshine in his life. A world where he had not lost the Justin to another man. A world where Justin never married, or at least engaged to be married to, someone else. But most importantly, a world where Justin was his and his alone.
And as the sun glinted off the platinum band encircling the blonde’s left ring finger, a band whose mate was on Brian’s own left ring finger, the ad exec couldn’t help but think…
‘Yes, life is wonderful.’
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A.N.: Short, simple, and to the point. How else was I suppose to end it?