Jason
“You have to break up with her, you don’t have a choice.” I sit on the curb outside of my apartment as I listen to my whiney boss bitch in my ear.
“I’m not ending my relationship just because she saw something she shouldn’t have. If anyone is ending anything, it should be YOU ending Angelo for being an absolute idiot.” I rub my hands across my face in a desperate attempt to calm my nerves. I really hate when people fuck up, and I’m the one left to clean up the mess.
Rob sits in silence, contemplating what I said. For being MY boss, there is a lot of him doing what I say.
“Just sell it, get us out of the hole we are in, and we will figure everything else out later.” Rob’s curt voice echoes in my ear as he shouts and then abruptly hangs up the phone.
I pull my defeated body off of the curb and flip up my hood, looking around as always for anyone who might have listened. Kelsey is probably still crying on the couch right now, but I simply don’t have time to deal with that. I walked into our apartment after taking a walk to calm my nerves, and as soon as she woke up, she wanted to fight.
I push the thought out of mind and walk with my head down to the pawn shop.
Kelsey
Nursing the migraine that my nap gave me, I walk to the fridge looking for a bag of frozen veggies. My eyes are swollen with tears, so the whole moment must be looking REALLY pathetic.
Why was Jason being such a dick, and so secretive?
I stand in the kitchen and replay the afternoon over in my head. I pretended to be asleep as he came in from his walk, but couldn’t help myself for long after I saw the Cartier box. In hindsight, maybe I shouldn’t have started screaming, but I couldn’t help myself. What the fuck is my boyfriend involved in, and why hasn’t he told me?
I stick the bag of broccoli to my forehead and continue to lean on the counter, contemplating my next move. I think about calling my bestie Sara, but I don’t think I should tell anyone who is around Jason any of this. Jason is the last person I would ever expect to steal, let alone be involved in some higher-level scheme.
Picking up the phone, I decide to call my mom, desperately needing someone to explain everything to, who isn’t as close to the situation. THAT woman will have a plan.
“Honey, I think you need to leave him. I love you so much, and don’t want to see you get hurt. I also don’t want your dad to have to hurt him, when he finds out that Jason either broke your heart, or went to jail. You know how protective we are over our girl!”
I rest my hand on cheek as I listen to Donna tell me everything I know that I need to hear. I either need to find out what the fuck is going on, or I need to make an exit plan. Starting to cry, I try to keep my voice even as I talk with her.
“Mom, I know that this is a bad situation, but we LIVE together. Do you think it’s worth trying to talk with him first, to get him to tell me?”
“You can try, but if he continues to raise his voice and change the subject, it’s not worth it. Whatever bullshit he is involved with is going to continue, apparently regardless of his girlfriend finding out. You do know that bracelet is probably worth like $30,000 right? From the sounds of it, it’s covered in fucking diamonds. If he stole that himself, you have even bigger things to worry about.”
Donna hits me with the facts as I try to mentally process the mess that I am in. How do I find out what’s going on, from someone who won’t lie to me?
I finish talking with my mom and put the phone on the counter, sitting in silence as I work through my options.
Taking out my computer, I look up the girl in the navy dress on Facebook again. Her name is Rebecca Fields, and I am going to find her.
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