man. It’s really important. If I had
any damned money, I’d even be willing to pay you to help me out here. But, they
don’t give me my million until the tour is over. I could be convinced to part
with some of that then though, just to show my gratitude for a job well done.”
“I think you just offered us a bribe,” the smaller
guy said. I wasn’t sure if he was offended or amused.
“I’m sorry, shit! I just don’t know what to fucking
do. My girlfriend thinks I slept with that skank; she thinks I lied to her. I
don’t want to lose this girl. I can’t believe I’m even saying that out loud
because it is so not like me, but I fucking do not want to lose her…please help
me.”
They looked at each other again and the bigger one
said, “Is Elly your girlfriend?”
“Yeah man, she was before this. Now she thinks…”
“She thinks you cheated on her with this Brooke
chick?”
“Yeah. I have lied to her before, so I have priors there. But I’m not lying this time,
and she doesn’t believe me.”
“I like Elly,” the big guy said. “She’s a nice girl.
She’s got a lot more class than that other chick, that’s for sure. It’s too bad
she thinks you would choose a girl like that over her.”
I smiled and said, “Yeah, she is a classy lady and I
would never do that to her. I swear. But she thinks I did, and with good reason.
If you won’t do this for me, will you do it for her? She needs to know that I
wouldn’t cheat on her. This isn’t just about me; it’s about how it’s made her
feel.” I was playing it up a little for their benefit, but as I said it, I
realized it was actually true. I hadn’t really considered how bad it must feel
to her to think I’d choose that slut over her.
“I’ll see what I can do,” Brad told me. “I can’t
promise anything. The CEO may already have them. I’m sure he’ll go over them
because of the report. If he didn’t take them already, I’ll try and get a copy
before he does.”
I felt relief wash over me and I shook his hand and
said, “Thanks man! Seriously, just the fact that you would try means a lot to
me.”
I gave him my phone number and went inside the bus
at least feeling a little better. I still felt like shit about the fact that
Elly would think I did that to her…but then I’d thought the same thing when I
saw her with that pretty boy…fuck! This relationship shit was jacked up!
It took me a long time to quiet my head enough to
fall asleep. It was the first time in months that I wished I had just one
little sleeping pill. I told myself that I’d come too far to even think about
that. I thought about Elly instead, and the good stuff….
I slept in the next day and woke up to the bus
moving. I knew we were pulling out early, but it was still a little
disorienting when they did it while I was asleep. We were on our way to Santa
Fe, New Mexico. We were supposed to pull in there around ten or eleven in the
morning for the six o’clock show that night. I looked at my phone to see what
time it was and realized I had a text. It was already almost ten, which meant
we were almost there. I looked at the text and saw that it was from Brad, the
bigger security guy.
Hey
Tristan, I got those for you. I’ll come by with them when we pull into Santa
Fe.
I texted back.
Thanks,
man.
Then with a self-satisfied smile, I went back to
sleep.
I got woken up not long after when I heard the bus
stop and then the commotion of the crews outside setting things up. I looked
out the window, hoping to catch a glance of Elly, but no such luck. I showered
and ate a bowl of cereal while I waited for Brad. He didn’t disappoint. By noon
I had a copy of the security tapes in my hand. It was two DVD’s. I sat down and
watched one, happier than shit to see that it was date and time stamped, too. I
also realized as I watched it that the camera’s panned every so often and
caught every angle of the bus. There was a perfect shot of me answering the
door in my
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