“He’s a friend who has been invited inside and you are neither. Please leave.”
Jason sighs heavily and then steps closer to Troy, overshadowing him with his height and sheer dominance. “You’re having trouble with this breakup and that’s understandable, man. Adrienne is a kick ass superstar, and you fucked up. But sometimes in life you’ve got to take the loss and move on. This is one of those times. The lady wants you to leave, and she wants you to leave your keys when you do.”
“The lady can speak for herself,” Troy rebuts.
“How many other ways can I say it to you, Troy?” I say. “We’re over.”
“Didn’t you read my letter?”
“What letter?” Jason looks irked.
“Do you answer to him now, Adrienne!”
This is the first time I’m noticing that troy’s eyes look unbalanced. I’m not sure if it’s from lack of sleep or something more chemical.
“Are you getting any sleep, Troy? Are you drunk or something?”
Jason turns his head and gives me an annoyed look.
“He’s fine.”
Troy moves towards me, but Jason lifts his good arm and stops him dead in his chest. I can feel the thump in my own.
“I can’t sleep, honey.” Troy explains. “I miss you so much. I knew you still loved me.”
“She may have loved you once, but she’s fucking me now, so I will not tell you again. Take your loopy ass somewhere else and get the hell out of my girl’s apartment.”
I’m floored by the words coming out of Jason’s mouth, not only because they’re total lies, but because a part of me wishes to God they weren’t.
Troy moves forward another step to plead his case, and I step back. He’s acting totally out of character and I’ve got to say I’m a little frightened. If Jason wasn’t here, I’m not sure what would have happened. I’m not sure I would have been able to get him out on my own.
“Adrienne, please, I want us to work things out. I will do anything you ask me to. Just give me a chance to make it up to you. We can postpone the wedding, go to counseling, whatever you want.”
“This is getting embarrassing, dude,” Jason says mockingly to Troy.
“You need to make a choice once and for all, Adrienne. Me or this guy!”
“This sounds like the same lame threat you made at the bar,” Jason says. “There is no choice to be made. I mean look at me and look at you.”
“She doesn’t even know you!”
Troy is becoming unhinged.
“I think you live on some sort of alternate universe where you can just sleep with whoever you want wherever you want and then question what I’m doing,” I say.
“Did you ever stop to ask yourself why I cheated on you? Because being in a relationship with you was hell and–”
The truth finally rears its ugly head.
“You’re drunk,” Jason palms Troy’s entire face with his hand. “Time for you to go.”
“It was hell for me too!” I yell back. “Leave my keys on the kitchen counter and get out. I never want to see or hear from you again. If you trespass in my house again, I’ll call the police.”
After Jason releases his hand, Troy stares daggers at Jason. “I don’t know who the hell you are or what you’ve done to her, but you can have her.”
“Are you still yapping?” Jason pretends to yawn as if he’s unfazed. “Do I need to throw you out myself?”
Troy reaches in his pocket and slams the key on the table and even has the nerve to kick my new television box on his way out.
