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Getting down over the roof was easy, despite the loud fuss Justin made about the possibility of us falling to our deaths. However, as we slipped over the low end wall, we were met by Aleks in the street.
“Your old friend does not lie so well,” he said.
“Not as accomplished as you,” I muttered, walking away holding Justin’s hand.
Aleks kept pace with us. “What is this? Malphia, what has happened? I didn’t know anything so bad could go on. Michelle thinks your youth is enhancing the potential— Making things worse,” he corrected.
“Michelle, whom you dislike so much?”
He sort of shrug nodded.
“Give it up, Aleks,” I said. “It’s over. You. Here. Everything.”
“You will tell me what this is about. Now.”
“You’re sleeping with her. But you already knew that. I know too, now. It was completely obvious.”
His face paled. “Ah, no...”
“Don’t lie to me again.”
I turned and ran away from him, pulling Justin along in my wake. At the tube station we bent over, completely out of breath.
Aleks hadn’t followed.
Justin and I hugged under the sofa blanket, the fluffy cushion squashed between us.
“He’s mad if he prefers that cold tit-less cow to you.”
“She’s beautiful.”
“Cake of make-up, long hooked nose. She’s not even pretty.”
“You’re gay. You wouldn’t find her attractive.”
“I know the straights like voluptuous. Me, I like a flat body and a big cock, but each to their own.”
I burst into tears again, wondering if it was all a nightmare. How had everything changed so fast? It had all been so good this morning. The love words. The eggs and the burnt toast.
“D’you think he’s with her now?” I asked, chest constricted and aching in a stabbing way.
“Stop that. We need to find you a better man, no more dancers. Time for a nice bricklayer with hands that could ladder your tights.”
“No. No more relationships. No more men. They don’t love me back, or they shove me about, or they’re lovely and it’s all a lie.”
He tightened his hug. “Did Hearst call you, ‘babe?’ In the bathroom?”
“Yes. He used to do that, you know, a long time ago. He was looping too, didn’t you think?”
My phone rang. The phone Aleks had given me. It was him. I let it ring. Voicemail beeped. I ignored it. Justin and I stared at each other in the relative silence. It rang again.
“This could get old fast,” said Justin. “I’ll answer it.”
“No. I’ll switch it off. Or throw it away.”
“You can’t throw away a brand new phone.”
“Watch me.”
