Better Than Me by Burton Emme

Author:Burton, Emme [Burton, Emme]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Emme Burton Books, LLC
Published: 2013-09-04T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13: NOW-December

The run of Othello feels like it has gone by fast. I no longer have either of my escorts home at night. Jake is either too busy getting ready for finals or at Boxwood practice, and Davis… Davis is staying far away from me. He is professional when we interact at The Space, but the lightheartedness is gone. He hasn’t called me Lizard Breath since I told him not to. I feel like I’ve lost my best friend. I know it’s about Jake, making out with Jake in front of him at the party. He thinks I slept with Jake and he seems pissed or disappointed in me or something. I keep trying to think of ways to talk to him about it. I just can’t seem to find the right moment. If I do talk to him about it, I’ll sound like an idiot. I’m sure he took Kathleen home and had sex with her opening night, so I don’t know why he is being cold to me. It’s all so tense and awkward now. I don’t know what to do.

The Sunday afternoon the show closes I have a dinner break before I have to go back and help with “strike,” the taking down of the production of Othello. It’s when all the sets are removed and disassembled, the costumes cleaned and returned to storage and the props put away. I haven’t really hung out with Jake, except in the cafeteria at lunch. He told me that after the fire alarm went off and he finally got back to his room, he just fell asleep. I have no reason not to believe him. I did the same thing. I catch myself wondering if we really are “into this”… whatever “this” is? If we really were, wouldn’t we be desperate to see each other? I decide that before I head out to The Space, I will find him and apologize. Maybe “course correct” a little since we were interrupted by the alarm. I text him several times, but get no response. I don’t have a lot of time to wait around, so I gather my bag and things for strike. I swing by his room on the chance he is there to at least start a conversation. After knocking on his door a few times, the door next to his opens. His suite mate tells me he’s not home. That he hasn’t been there for a few days, at least while the suite mate has been there.

“Okay, thanks for letting me know. If you see him, can you tell him Biz is looking for him?” I request.

“No problem.”

I check the turrets, just in case there is a Sunday Game Afternoon going on. Nobody is there, so I head down the hall to the main staircase.

With one foot on the stairs to head out to The Space, I decide to text Jake one more time. A few seconds after I push SEND, I hear a phone’s alert tone. It sounds like Jake’s.

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