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conference room for a bit, putting every chair in precise order so it looked more orderly. Yeah, a bit of OCD ran through me. Well, at least I had a full schedule so I wouldn’t have time to dwell on Jessie. I’d call her later and she’d be fine, and then we could move on. If not, I guessed that I’d be moving on to the next project, too. Only I didn’t want that to be the case.
Chapter Eleven:
Thief or Thoughtless
“What a jerk.” I was mumbling and pacing around, not even sure where to place my anger. It was too late for a run and I was also in shock, really hurt that Simon was trying to take over my idea and turn it into nothing but a slick publicity stunt. It brought out the feisty beast in me that I tried to keep hidden. Well, tonight it was unleashed. “Who to call, who to call—Trinity, of course!”
“Hey Trin, can you talk?”
“Yeah,” she said, yawning loudly into the phone.
“Sorry, it’s kind of late. Where are you, anyway?”
“In New York, I was just settling down. I have to be on a set tomorrow morning at 7. Can you believe that shit?”
“Yes,” I said. Well, I could.
“Not all of us run on sunshine and love, baby.”
“There’s no sunshine and love right now, Trin. I’m so mad that I don’t even know what to do.”
“Why? What happened?” Trinity’s voice grew serious.
“Simon Jefferson, that’s what happened.”
“Did he spank you for not balancing your checkbook?” she said. She was joking but I was in no mood for it. That’s how Trinity tried to keep life in perspective, and I wished that I was that way just a bit more.
“No, but he’s being so controlling with this entire thing for my thesis. It’s crazy.”
“Simon’s a controlling guy. I’m sure you knew that.”
“I suppose, but I think he’s taking my idea and trying to run with it as his own. If he does that, I’m screwed…doomed…and screwed.”
“He’s screwing you twice?” she asked.
“Haha,” I said, but I’ll admit, it made me smile.
“Did you tell him about it? Maybe he’s just running with the idea because he likes it so much.”
“That’s basically what he said. Now I’m scared. You’re talking like Simon. This world has flipped upside down, I think.”
“I have to agree, that sounds scary, sista,” Trinity laughed. “So, how did this all go down? He was in Minneapolis, right?”
“Yeah, he just left this morning bright and early. Everything was great. Then he called tonight, and poof, it all went up in smoke.”
I went on to explain the conversation a bit and stopped only when I heard Trinity yawn. She’d probably been trying to stifle them the entire time. “Look, Trin, what do you think I should do? I really need your advice on this.”
“If I were you I’d just go and ask him about it. This is business, after all, not a personal relationship.” I was quiet. “Or is it?”
“It is just business, but it’s just so frustrating. I’ll admit that it’s easier to be mad at him over the phone because he’s not trying to hypnotize me with those big blue eyes of his.”
“You kind of like him, don’t you?” Trinity said. She was suddenly wide awake. I could tell because she was talking faster.
“Kind of, but that’s secondary to what needs to be accomplished here,” I said.
“You are horrible at separating logic from your heart. Simon’s the master of it, or so it seems from my perspective. This is something I do understand, actually, Jessie. It doesn’t pay to deny it or run from it if it’s living and breathing inside of you. Just give him a call and work it out. That’s what you want to do, anyway, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, I guess so.”
“Then do it, girl!”
“Tomorrow, maybe, it’s too late now.”
“Now,” Trin said. “He’s two hours earlier than you.”
“It’s still too late.”
“Fine, suffer then, Jessie. But you’ll have to do it alone. I’ve got to get back to sleep.”
“Thanks for listening. Love
Chapter Eleven:
Thief or Thoughtless
“What a jerk.” I was mumbling and pacing around, not even sure where to place my anger. It was too late for a run and I was also in shock, really hurt that Simon was trying to take over my idea and turn it into nothing but a slick publicity stunt. It brought out the feisty beast in me that I tried to keep hidden. Well, tonight it was unleashed. “Who to call, who to call—Trinity, of course!”
“Hey Trin, can you talk?”
“Yeah,” she said, yawning loudly into the phone.
“Sorry, it’s kind of late. Where are you, anyway?”
“In New York, I was just settling down. I have to be on a set tomorrow morning at 7. Can you believe that shit?”
“Yes,” I said. Well, I could.
“Not all of us run on sunshine and love, baby.”
“There’s no sunshine and love right now, Trin. I’m so mad that I don’t even know what to do.”
“Why? What happened?” Trinity’s voice grew serious.
“Simon Jefferson, that’s what happened.”
“Did he spank you for not balancing your checkbook?” she said. She was joking but I was in no mood for it. That’s how Trinity tried to keep life in perspective, and I wished that I was that way just a bit more.
“No, but he’s being so controlling with this entire thing for my thesis. It’s crazy.”
“Simon’s a controlling guy. I’m sure you knew that.”
“I suppose, but I think he’s taking my idea and trying to run with it as his own. If he does that, I’m screwed…doomed…and screwed.”
“He’s screwing you twice?” she asked.
“Haha,” I said, but I’ll admit, it made me smile.
“Did you tell him about it? Maybe he’s just running with the idea because he likes it so much.”
“That’s basically what he said. Now I’m scared. You’re talking like Simon. This world has flipped upside down, I think.”
“I have to agree, that sounds scary, sista,” Trinity laughed. “So, how did this all go down? He was in Minneapolis, right?”
“Yeah, he just left this morning bright and early. Everything was great. Then he called tonight, and poof, it all went up in smoke.”
I went on to explain the conversation a bit and stopped only when I heard Trinity yawn. She’d probably been trying to stifle them the entire time. “Look, Trin, what do you think I should do? I really need your advice on this.”
“If I were you I’d just go and ask him about it. This is business, after all, not a personal relationship.” I was quiet. “Or is it?”
“It is just business, but it’s just so frustrating. I’ll admit that it’s easier to be mad at him over the phone because he’s not trying to hypnotize me with those big blue eyes of his.”
“You kind of like him, don’t you?” Trinity said. She was suddenly wide awake. I could tell because she was talking faster.
“Kind of, but that’s secondary to what needs to be accomplished here,” I said.
“You are horrible at separating logic from your heart. Simon’s the master of it, or so it seems from my perspective. This is something I do understand, actually, Jessie. It doesn’t pay to deny it or run from it if it’s living and breathing inside of you. Just give him a call and work it out. That’s what you want to do, anyway, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, I guess so.”
“Then do it, girl!”
“Tomorrow, maybe, it’s too late now.”
“Now,” Trin said. “He’s two hours earlier than you.”
“It’s still too late.”
“Fine, suffer then, Jessie. But you’ll have to do it alone. I’ve got to get back to sleep.”
“Thanks for listening. Love
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