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other times in the last couple of years when I’d ignored my gut feelings.
“Jamie, I don’t want to talk to you or see you. Sleep on the couch. Leave me alone. I mean it.”
“Whatever,” he said. I heard the bedroom door slam.
I lay face down on those cold ceramic tiles and cried for hours. Around 1:00 a.m., all cried out, I walked out to the landing and saw him in the living room, sleeping on the couch like a baby who didn’t have a care in the world.
I finally fell asleep in our bed at about 3:00 a.m. At 6:00 a.m. sharp, the doorbell rang. I jumped out of bed and looked out the window. I saw the limo driver putting Jamie’s suitcase in the trunk. I panicked; I wanted to run downstairs to stop him and give him a chance to say the one thing that would make this all better. He walked to the car, got in, and never looked back. The driver took off.
That’s when I called my mother in New York.
“Wait,” she said. “
What
did that actress say to you?” I was crying so hard I couldn’t catch my breath. Sweetheart, take a deep breath, relax, and tell me what she said. I don’t think I understood you.”
I tried to stop crying and hiccupping so she could hear me better.
“She told me that whenever she has a love scene in a movie, she has to sleep with the actor beforehand to bring real chemistry to the scene.”
“What a little whore. I’ve never heard anything so ridiculous in my life! Did you tell Jamie what she said?”
“Well, she said she and Jamie talked about it and that he agreed with her—to have sex, I mean,” I said between hiccups.
“That piece of shit—did you confront him?”
“I did, and we had a big fight. He called me terrible things and punched a hole in the wall!” I sobbed.
“He punched a—Lily, honey, did he hit you?”
“No, Mom, he just got really mad. Then he said that if he wanted to sleep with someone, I couldn’t stop him. And he left this morning without saying goodbye.” I was bawling again.
“Honey, listen to me. Better you should find out before it happens than read about it in the tabloids. What a major bastard he is. And what a slut that girl is. I’d like to call
her
mother and let her know the type of daughter she raised.” She was on a major roll; I couldn’t get a word in edgewise.
“Lily, if I were you I would pack all his stuff—put it in storage. When he gets back from shooting, let him find another damn place to live. How dare he? The gall of that little piece of crap.”
“Whaat?” I asked. She was talking way too fast.
“This is unbelievable! For three years now you’ve introduced him to
everyone
in the industry, and when you didn’t know someone, you asked me to introduce him. What a little slimy shit! If I hadn’t called Pete and begged —yes,
begged—
him to meet with Jamie for this movie, he wouldn’t even have gotten the damned audition, much less the part.” I pulled the phone away from my ear, since she was yelling so loud.
“Mom, slow down, calm down, and relax a minute, please. This is not about you.”
“Not about me? Not about me? If it has to do with
you
, Lily, then it has to do with
me
.” She started to cry but quickly managed to pull herself together.
“Lily, I’m going to say this only once: I’m flying out there tonight, if I can get a flight, and I’m going to help you pack his stuff. We’ll get it out of there and I’ll stay with you, honey, until you feel better.”
“Wait,” I shouted. Things had gone too far too fast. “Mom, I didn’t say I was going to break up with him. I mean, I don’t know what I want to do yet. I haven’t even had a chance to think about it. He just left, for Chrissakes. Give me some time to think about it.”
“Think about it?” she shouted. “What is there to think about, Lily? He’s making a fool of you. That’s not how I raised you. You need to have respect for yourself. He shows you zero respect. It’s time to kick his ass out of that house!” she said
“Jamie, I don’t want to talk to you or see you. Sleep on the couch. Leave me alone. I mean it.”
“Whatever,” he said. I heard the bedroom door slam.
I lay face down on those cold ceramic tiles and cried for hours. Around 1:00 a.m., all cried out, I walked out to the landing and saw him in the living room, sleeping on the couch like a baby who didn’t have a care in the world.
I finally fell asleep in our bed at about 3:00 a.m. At 6:00 a.m. sharp, the doorbell rang. I jumped out of bed and looked out the window. I saw the limo driver putting Jamie’s suitcase in the trunk. I panicked; I wanted to run downstairs to stop him and give him a chance to say the one thing that would make this all better. He walked to the car, got in, and never looked back. The driver took off.
That’s when I called my mother in New York.
“Wait,” she said. “
What
did that actress say to you?” I was crying so hard I couldn’t catch my breath. Sweetheart, take a deep breath, relax, and tell me what she said. I don’t think I understood you.”
I tried to stop crying and hiccupping so she could hear me better.
“She told me that whenever she has a love scene in a movie, she has to sleep with the actor beforehand to bring real chemistry to the scene.”
“What a little whore. I’ve never heard anything so ridiculous in my life! Did you tell Jamie what she said?”
“Well, she said she and Jamie talked about it and that he agreed with her—to have sex, I mean,” I said between hiccups.
“That piece of shit—did you confront him?”
“I did, and we had a big fight. He called me terrible things and punched a hole in the wall!” I sobbed.
“He punched a—Lily, honey, did he hit you?”
“No, Mom, he just got really mad. Then he said that if he wanted to sleep with someone, I couldn’t stop him. And he left this morning without saying goodbye.” I was bawling again.
“Honey, listen to me. Better you should find out before it happens than read about it in the tabloids. What a major bastard he is. And what a slut that girl is. I’d like to call
her
mother and let her know the type of daughter she raised.” She was on a major roll; I couldn’t get a word in edgewise.
“Lily, if I were you I would pack all his stuff—put it in storage. When he gets back from shooting, let him find another damn place to live. How dare he? The gall of that little piece of crap.”
“Whaat?” I asked. She was talking way too fast.
“This is unbelievable! For three years now you’ve introduced him to
everyone
in the industry, and when you didn’t know someone, you asked me to introduce him. What a little slimy shit! If I hadn’t called Pete and begged —yes,
begged—
him to meet with Jamie for this movie, he wouldn’t even have gotten the damned audition, much less the part.” I pulled the phone away from my ear, since she was yelling so loud.
“Mom, slow down, calm down, and relax a minute, please. This is not about you.”
“Not about me? Not about me? If it has to do with
you
, Lily, then it has to do with
me
.” She started to cry but quickly managed to pull herself together.
“Lily, I’m going to say this only once: I’m flying out there tonight, if I can get a flight, and I’m going to help you pack his stuff. We’ll get it out of there and I’ll stay with you, honey, until you feel better.”
“Wait,” I shouted. Things had gone too far too fast. “Mom, I didn’t say I was going to break up with him. I mean, I don’t know what I want to do yet. I haven’t even had a chance to think about it. He just left, for Chrissakes. Give me some time to think about it.”
“Think about it?” she shouted. “What is there to think about, Lily? He’s making a fool of you. That’s not how I raised you. You need to have respect for yourself. He shows you zero respect. It’s time to kick his ass out of that house!” she said
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