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JEROMEI stood outside Elena’s room, staring at the chipped paint on the wall. My heart was heavy, a mix of memories and nerves clashing together. The last time I had seen her, she was at home and, I didn’t expect to be meeting her at a hospital bed today. After I landed in Ohio, Dad picked me up from the airport, we went home for dinner and then I borrowed his car so I could drive to the hospital. I wondered who was paying for her hospital bills. She probably had enough to handle that but I wanted to contribute the little I could. I just wished there was a way to put it forward without it looking like a pitiful charity. I lifted my hands up and knocked, then I pushed the door open. There were a lot of machines around the bed, wires and tubes that ran around her. One ran around her face, the other was connected to her chest, her hospital robe, a bright blue colour. Her once vibrant blonde hair had turned a dull grey, the skin on her face slightly sagged from the sickness,

JEROME “Today, I’m telling her today.” “You promise?” Stacy asked. Apparently, me saying that I was going to tell Lisa about us was not enough. My word was not enough, she wanted me to promise to her that I would do it, to give her more of my words that are not enough. I’m not even judging, I understand why she would be so disbelieving od my words. I didn’t even believe myself as much as I ought to. I really wanted to tell Lisa but would I? That’s something that only time can answer for me. “I promise. I can’t lie about certain things anymore and I think its time.” Stacy nodded, holding on to my words, believing that I would do it. I had brought up the idea of telling Lisa about what Stacy and I had going on last night. It had been on my mind for a while but I had pushed it aside, feeling like it was not the time yet, or that we needed some time to pass before the big reveal. However, Ive heard Stacy complain even when she wasn’t using she words. Occasionally, she would

JEROME I tried calling Stacy for the fifth time that morning and she was not answering. I knew she was doing this on purpose because I had called Lisa and I had heard her voice in the background. There was no way I would miss Stacy’s voice. Yet, she wasn’t picking my calls. This wasn’t the first day I was trying to reach her and making no progress with that. Yesterday was the first day of casting and so, I had to be at the studio. It was a fun experience, also a busy one so it didn’t occur to me that just maybe, I was getting snubbed. Today, it started to make sense. I did promise that I would tell Lisa but I didn’t do that and now Stacy was mad. How it had taken me ages to figure this shit out is just beyond crazy, and because of that, I feel its fair that she’s keeping away from me. Its the weekend and I expected them to come spend it with me, just as we’ve been doing for a while but Lisa called this morning saying they had other plans and wouldn’t be dropping by my h

JEROME The alarm blared, ripping me out of the restless sleep I’d barely managed to get. I groaned, rubbing my face as I stared at the ceiling. Today was the education talk, a huge event that the department had been working on for months. I knew I had to be there on time, sharp and ready, but I was already running late. I threw the covers off and rushed through my morning routine, my thoughts racing ahead to what lay before me. Normally, I’d be excited about an event like this. Educational events were always a nice addition for the students, and it was even better when they organized it themselves, when they showed interest in learning. Today was a good day. We’d planned for it, put everything in place and I was to be excited, but today, all I could think about was Stacy. I couldn’t shake the conversation we’d had in the hallway. Her words replayed in my mind over and over again, like a song I couldn’t turn off. She’d said we needed to stop, that she couldn’t keep being a secre

JEROME I walked into the production office that morning, the silence insulation absence today. It seemed like a busy day, and I remembered that an event was taking place at the office. Assistants hurried by with scripts in hand, producers in conversation about locations, actors, and schedules. I always felt a little out of place in these meetings, surrounded by people who lived and breathed this world of film, while I was just the guy with a laptop and a knack for dialogue. Still, they liked what I wrote, and I kept getting reasons to come back and work this stuff with them. Today, it was just supposed to be a quick check-in. A meeting with the filmmakers to discuss the latest drafted actors, their make over, and go over some investor details. Nothing major, or at least that’s what I was hoping for. I wasn’t in the mood for anything heavy. I hadn’t been for a long time. I would appreciate the work and something to take my time but my body was also drained, so was my mind. I kin