David tells me to
have a seat in the kitchen, we are going to talk with Billy and have a seat.
Billy eyes me, watching me walk into the kitchen. David slowly releases Billy
after he gets Billy’s promise that this scene is over. Billy rubs his throat
with his free hand, clean this up David tells Billy pointing to the debris. “I
am putting clothes on and I will be right back in.”
Billy is on his
hands and knees slowly picking up broken plates, dishes and everything else
that got swept onto the floor during the argument. I look around the kitchen
and find a box of plastic garbage bags. I pull a couple of them out and walk
towards Billy.
“I am so sorry,”
I say as Billy tries hard not to meet my eyes but takes the bag I hand him. “I
don’t know what to say,” Billy says dropping broken plates into the garbage bag.
“I thought you were my friend.” “Do you want me to leave? I ask. Billy shrugs.
“I’m sorry,” I say opening a new bag. Billy shrugs.
Ten minutes later
David is dressed and we are sitting around the kitchen table. The whole story
begins to unwind directly from Bill’s lips. David and Billy are not dating, nor
have they slept together.
Billy has issues about letting anyone get close to him. He is still mad at me and feels as if I cheated on him. I am wrong and ready to take the blame. David tells Billy that he has feelings for me and that he wants to date me.
Billy has issues about letting anyone get close to him. He is still mad at me and feels as if I cheated on him. I am wrong and ready to take the blame. David tells Billy that he has feelings for me and that he wants to date me.
I tell David that
I need to return to Madison Place to get ready for work. Billy asks if he can
have time alone with David. I leave the house with my head hanging down. How do
I even begin to repair this? This is another time that I will shut off and run
from the situation. After telling Adam the whole story when I get back I decide
that I need to find a new place to live. It would just be too uncomfortable for
me around here.
I quickly get
ready for work and head out the door.
I don’t see Billy
for about two weeks. It is clear that he is staying out of my way on purpose.
Our paths cross briefly as I run into the bathroom as he heads out. He refuses
to even look at me. On the other hand I have been seeing David every free
minute that I have. David told me that Billy was fine at that he wants to date
me. I have no problem with that. David has asked me to move into his house, it
was three days after the Billy episode and I am still not ready for that commitment.
I have a meeting
with a potential roommate named Bill M. at a potential apartment located on Jay
Street. I have spoken to him on the phone and we meet at the State Street Pub.
Bill M. is a button down, tie wearing reporter who works for several news stations
and does his news over the phone. It is the broadcast on the radio. There is
nothing special about him and he seems like a really nice person.
We meet at the
apartment that night and once again hit it off. The apartment is on the corner
of Jay Street and Dove. It is located in the basement and the landlords Tommy
and Roy will live in the building above us.
Tommy and Roy
seem very happy with us and wave the security deposit. It’s all set with a
handshake that we will be moving in. Bill M. and I go over all the particulars.
He will move in one day before me because I will have to work and can’t get
there on the first. I turn over my month’s rent to him to pay Roy and Tommy.
Adam is sad to see me go but we know that we will see each other a lot.
I move into the
apartment on the 2nd of the month. My key isn’t working in the door
and I am forced to pound. After about 10 minutes Bill M. answers the door. He
is dressed in pajamas, bedroom slippers and a bathrobe. It’s clear that he was
asleep. I tell him my key doesn’t work in the door. He mumbles something about
changing the locks and walks back in the apartment. I drop my suitcase and
follow him towards the kitchen. He stops, looks at me and asks me where I put
the toilet paper.
My Spidey sense begins to tingle.
To be
continued…….
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