I was so angry at Greg. How could he betray and destroy me with those stupid photos-- threatening my relationship like that. It made me so angry that finally I locked the back door and confronted him through the window.
"Drew," he said. "What's the matter with you? Open the door, man."
"You got nerve coming to talk to me after that stupid magazine hit the shelves of our local supermarkets!"
He feigned shock, "It wasn't me! It wasn't, Drew. I would never do that to you. Someone stole them from my house. They took 'em out of the kitchen... out of the cookie jar."
Did he really expect me to believe that? I walked away, leaving him as he started banging on the door again. "Drew! Drew! Damn it, come back. Let me in! Drew."
"Why?" I shouted back.
"Drew, I swear to God, it wasn't me."
"Then who was it, Greg?"
Of course he didn't have an answer. He just stood there, motionless because no one else knew he had taken the pictures.
But the strange thing was-- he didn't look guilty. He looked innocent as his eyes filled with tears. He looked as sorry as he sounded... but where was my trust after all this?
"Greg, it's best if you just go away and leave me alone for a while. Please. I need to be by myself."
I felt myself getting emotional again. I swore I wouldn't cry anymore but I felt it coming. I walked away.
Greg called out, "Andrew! I'm sorry but I have to tell you something. Something about Eric."
That got my attention.
"Do you have pictures?" I asked mockingly.
Greg had just finished not only suggesting that Eric had sold the pictures to the magazine-- but that Greg had seen him at a sex club.
"The funny thing is, Greg --- I can't believe a friend would stoop this low. You must really hate Eric-- that we're happy, that we love each other. What drives you, Greg? Jealousy? Or are you just COMPLETELY INSANE?"
But nothing I said would change his mind... he was certain he'd seen Eric at a club... called "The Jack Of Hearts."
"Ask him yourself, damn it!" Greg snapped. "I agree, maybe we are too close, Andrew. Maybe we do need some distance if you think I would say these things for any other reason but love. I'm looking out for you, man. I would never do this! You know I wouldn't! But if you won't believe me-- I'm not going to hang around for the abuse."
And he didn't. He left.
"The Jack Of Hearts." I'd heard of it. I would ask Eric about it.
