“Hypocritical??” he asked, his eyes widening with surprise as he faced Wayne. Justin didn’t think he was being hypocritical in his way of dealing with it all. “What are you talking about? I’m making a fucking effort here!” he exclaimed, shaking his head. He totally knew that it made sense but he wondered if Wayne could see it.
“Yeah, I told Hannah. But you have no idea how confused and lost I was, because you wouldn’t fucking listen." An other curse word, you better get a better grip on yourself, Justin! "You never listen to what I have to say.” Actually this whole thing where Wayne didn’t tell anyone was the first time Justin felt like he was on the right track finally. But the point was, Wayne didn’t like to hear the distress Justin was feeling. “I said it was a bad idea to do this, and you went on about how right it was. I needed time and even though you gave it to me, you keep pushing. You keep pointing out how great it would be and such.. fuck!” Justin only now realized how much of a bad idea this really was. He loved it, really. He wouldn’t stop it if he could help it, but there was something wrong, he thought. He wanted more, much more than what was originally offered and he couldn’t help but think that it was his own damn fault too.
“I told Ernie for the only purpose of showing you and myself that I can do it and will do it when I’ll feel comfortable about it. Ernie is our mate, he is the one who fucking put two and two together. He thought we had been fighting!”