Date: Sat, 12 May 2001 05:39:51 -0400
From: TheReturn OfSaturn <aspartame_nutrasweet@hotmail.com>
Subject: A Thin Line Between Love And Hate/ Chapter 8.5

Sorry this took so long. I've been busy with school and assorted other
things.  But I'm back in the saddle again.  This isn't a full chapter, its
to continue with chapter eight, because this should have been part of that
chapter...Sorry!

Official Disclaimer: I do not know N*SYNC nor do I know anyone who does
know them. This is fiction. Not based in any truth.
 Feedback is appreciated as always!


Chapter Eight Point Five: A Thin Line Between Love And Hate

Lance raised himself and wiped his mouth before saying, "No you don't.  You
want me."

Justin shuddered and attempted to argue, "How dare you?  You have no idea
what I want.  You are a sick, twisted asshole, and I don't know why you are
playing with me."

"I'm not playing.  I've been perfectly clear.  I want you and I know you
want me. What the hell is your problem?"

"I DON'T LOVE YOU" Justin screamed with fury.

"So what?  I don't love you either.  This isn't about love.  This is about
sex.  You want it...and I can give it to you.  So stop fighting it."

Justin curled up on his side and spoke quietly but succintly into his
pillow, "Get out of my house, now."

"Fine, I'll go for now, but I'll be back. I'm going to have you, and we
both know it."

Lance left, slipping into his clothes quickly and quietly.

Justin sobbed into his pillow, and knew that he would succumb to Lance
soon.  He was torn up inside by the knowledge that Lance didn't love him,
because he really did love Lance.  He didn't know why he had lied to Lance,
but now he knew that he could never tell Lance the truth. He had to hold
onto the tattered remains of his pride, it was all he had left.  His body
and soul already belonged to Lance.

TBC...