Page 61 of Waiting to Lose
“Yeah, I’m here. Put her on the phone. Please. Put her on the phone.” Jake could hear the desperation in his own voice. If he could talk to her, he could try to explain. He could tell her what she meant to him. That he’d never hurt her. He’d promised her and he’d meant it. He’d never cheat on her. Although, at that moment, it seemed that was exactly what he’d done.
“I need you to calm down. Tell me everything that happened yesterday. I need every single detail.”
Jake swallowed hard as he tried to put his memories in order. His hand skimmed into his hair before gripping and pulling on it. “I uh… I woke up and I spoke to you…”
“Yes, alright. That was 8:00 a.m. your time. Did you eat something?”
“Um, no. There wasn’t any time. Caleb came by. He said I had an interview on TV so I showered and rushed out the door.”
“Okay, then what happened?”
“I did the interview, ate some lunch, and then went to sound check. I had an hour or two in between, so I came back here and slept for a bit.”
“How did you feel when you woke up?”
“Better… good, I think. Is Madi there? Can you see her? I need to know if she’s okay.”
“Jake, I know you’re upset, but I need you to focus. Did you perform the concert?”
“Yes.”
“Did you feel okay through the concert?”
“Yeah, I was fine. After, I went back to my dressing room and…”
“And what?”
“That’s where it gets a little fuzzy.”
“Did you see anyone? Was anyone with you?”
Jake thought for a moment as he pushed his hand through his hair once more. “Ang… I saw Ang.”
“Okay, Hold on.”
Jake paced the room as he waited, grabbing a towel and rolling it around his hand. His stomach curled in knots. What was Madi thinking? She couldn’t possibly believe any of this was true. Could she? He knew she believed him when he said how much he needed her. But the pictures? If she saw them, she must think he…
“Jake, you there?”
“Yes.”
Jake could hear the phone ringing inside his phone. “Well, hello, Robbie! To what do I owe the pleasure?”
“Hi, Ang. I’ve got Jake conferenced in with us. I need to ask you a couple of questions.”
“Okay, sure. Is everything alright?”
“Everything will be fine.” Rob tried to speak but Jake cut him off.
“Ang, did you see me yesterday in my dressing room, after the concert?”
“Yes, of course I did. Do you not remember? Jake, what’s going on?”
“Ang,” Rob interjected, “I’ll explain everything later. What did Jake say?”
“I brought him some photos to sign, and he asked me to get him some water. Oddly, there weren’t any bottles in his room, although I’d stocked it earlier in the day. Jake drinks a ton of water.”
“Did you get him some water?”
