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I didn't get that much sleep. I could have just blinked my eyes and thought of it as sleeping. By 2:00am I called it quits and just went to the kitchen to fix myself a cup of coffee. I didn't bother with the coffeemaker and just made it manually.
I sat there alone in the dark just smelling the wonderful aroma of the coffee. I occasionally took some sips from my cup and just stared at nothingness thinking about everything that happened in my life for the past months. I knew that it changed drastically. From the moment that I saw Brian in the internet café, something already changed in me.
The question in my mind last night returned, is this the end? The answer was in our hands but I thought about it so much that it was so painful to comprehend all that has happened. There's still no answer. There were many things to consider and it has been too much for me to handle since Nick's fallout with almost everyone.
I kept drawing up scenarios if Brian and I would separate or remain as a couple. Either way, the future seemed to be bleak. If Brian and I were to continue the relationship, I knew that we would end up hating each other. Brian has been different since the fallout with Nick. The others would probably debate me on that but as his lover; I could sense any minor changes that would not register with others. He was more reserved and brooding as well. It was not the Brian I fell in love with. The Brian I fell in love with was cheery and spontaneous. He was loving and carefree. I was facing with a different Brian.
If Brian and I would separate, it's a given that we were gonna be miserable. No doubt about that. Probably, it would even affect the others. Some would probably hate me and some would hate Brian for the break up. It could create a bigger wedge. And it could also make things worse. Brian might even blame Nick for it. He's not thinking in the right mind and in his current state, everything seems possible. It's a different Brian Littrell. And how can I face the others after this? Brian and I have been breaking up since we started and maybe it's getting too old already. Maybe all I needed was an escape - an escape from all of the glitz and the drama of their lives.
One of the reasons why I walked away from fame was because of this. The life that a star lives is just too difficult. Should I retreat once again to the comfort of anonymity and return to the state before I met Brian? I knew in my heart that I couldn't.
Once all the coffee was gone, I washed the cup and returned it to its proper place. At the same time, I was brewing a plan in my head on how I should deal with my situation. I walked upstairs trying not to make any noise that could wake up Brian or Alex. I opened the door of our room slowly hoping it wouldn't creak and wake Brian. It didn't creak. I looked at the bed and Brian was sleeping spread eagle wearing nothing. It's like an invitation to the world to have sex with him. Even if we were not in good terms, I could feel my cock rise. He still had the effect on me. I still love him.
I grabbed my bags and slowly walked out of the room. It was a good thing that I didn't unpack any of my bags. It's easier with the plan I have in mind. I walked back downstairs to the kitchen and brought out a bunch of white papers that I could write on. First, I wrote a letter for Alex.
After writing the letter, I have tears running down my cheeks. I never imagined that it was gonna be this difficult. I wiped away my tears and decided that I needed to get away from writing emotional stuff since there would be more. I needed a break. I brought out my cell phone and dialed Tom's number.
"Hello." Tom answered groggily. He must be sleeping still.
"Tom, I'm sorry for waking you up but this is urgent." I told him quietly. I didn't want to attract any attention from the two guys above.
"I'm awake, I'm awake. What's up?" Tom said as I heard shuffling from his side.
"I'm going away for a while and I trust you that you'll keep this down. No one will know where I'm going. Even Brian or Alex. No one." I told him sternly. "But before I go, I'm gonna leave you some tasks to fulfill. Alex will contact you and give him a choice if he wants to stay with Brian or another place. If he wants to move out, let him choose if he wants to stay with Rich in Washington or his own pad. Make him as comfortable as possible. And update him also with the school search."
"Okay." Tom told me hesitantly.
"You'll still overseer with my affairs. Please take care of my finances while I'm not there. There's a big chance that I'm gonna be out of the country. I'll call you constantly to hear some updates about my affairs and also about Alex and even the NSYNC and Backstreet guys. Again, you will not tell them about my whereabouts or anything I tell you except if I tell you that you can tell them." I said as I rubbed my temples.
"Is that all?" Tom asked.
"For now, yes. I'll call you back soon." I replied.
"I don't want to pry about your personal life but I'm saddened with this new development. You've been a great guy and it's a privilege for me to be of service with you." Tom said that made me smile.
"Thanks, Tom. Bye." I thanked him and hung up the phone. I went back to the table where I was writing my letters to proceed.
I wrote each and every one of NSYNC and Backstreet a letter. It's all I could do with this stunt I was gonna pull. I hope they would find it in their heart to understand what I meant. I was gonna vanish from their lives. How long? I didn't know myself. They've been great friends and it would upset me to just leave them with an almost irrational explanation.
All letters were finished and properly labeled except one that I was dreading to write. Brian's. I took a deep breath and gripped the pen that I was holding and started writing. I poured my love and frustrations in the letter. The tears were flowing down and it was evident in the blotches in the letter. It was still readable though. It was the toughest of the letters to write and it drained me.
I have no idea how long I wrote, but I was done. I was finished. I looked around and it was still dark. I left the letters to the NSYNC and Backstreet guys on the counter and took two of the letters to Brian and Alex. I left Alex's letter at the foot of his door. With Brian's, I placed it on the counter beside the bed along with 2 Advil and a glass of water. I just looked at him and he was gripping the pillow I used earlier. It was the bed that we just made love with. It made me cry some more as I remembered the passion and love that we shared. I was beginning to hesitate if this was the right decision. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
I gave Brian my final kiss on his forehead. He didn't even move when I kissed him. I walked out of the room stealthily. I went downstairs and felt the overwhelming presence of the silence that surrounded the house. With bags in tow, I quietly walked out of the house. I tried my best not to make any noise with the gates since it's hopeless to not make any noise with it.
Once outside, I gazed back. It was still dark and quiet. No sign of life. A few more hours and they'll discover what I did. They'll read the letters I left them and hopefully, everything would turn out fine.
I entered the cab I called earlier and instructed the driver to go to the airport. I closed my eyes and thought back at my letter with Brian. I could still remember every word I wrote in that piece of paper. I could still feel the love mixed with melancholy as I wrote it.
I paid my fare and walked out of the cab carrying all my bags. I grabbed one of those trolleys and placed my bags there. I went to the information counter. "Good morning ma'am. What are the flights available within the hour?" I asked her.
She smiled at me and typed some information in the computer. She gave me a list of destinations that I could go to. I settled to one and booked a flight. I stayed in the waiting area as I waited for my flight to be called. I was feeling a little bit anxious because the two could be up by now and driving here. Seeing them was the last thing that I needed.
Minutes seemed to stretch like hours
as I just sat there. After a few more minutes, my flight was called.
I looked around and observed the few people that was scattered in the
sparsely-filled grounds of the airport. I turned around and walked to
the gate that I needed to go that signified a new chapter in my life
albeit miserable, it's still new.
It's the end of REFORMATION. I know that it's so sudden and stuff but I just thought that it's a good place to start a new chapter in the life of Martin. Where is he really going? What is gonna happen to him? I don't know. I just wrote this out of my mind. It's a total spur of the moment. :-) So, is this really the end? Not really. I'm gonna take a little break on writing this series. I feel so drained already and I still have What I See. I'm also writing some stuff with Crossed Paths and also an experimental idea that revolves in the storyline of the musical CHICAGO.
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