Chapter 6
It was a relief for Bam to be home, but at the same time part of him still wanted to be in California. He had missed Jenn, but now he was missing Crystal. No one except for Jess even had any idea about Crystal.
He never felt so torn over something, as he sis over Jenn and Crystal. The guilt of the time he spent with Crystal was building inside of him, and he had no idea what to do about it, besides try to hide it from Jenn and others.
He felt good whenever he received phone calls from Crystal, but whenever Jenn was around he had to cover them up by saying that he was talking to Jess. His guilt was still growing with every time he talked to Crystal, every time he thought about her. He tried blocking it out of his mind by distracting himself with other things, but nothing worked like he had wanted it to.
Bam sat on the couch talking to Crystal on the phone. As soon as he noticed that Jenn had entered the room, he changed his composure.
"Yeah Jess, it's nice to hear from you too." Jenn walked up from behind him and put her hands on his shoulders.
"So… how's the tour going?"
Bam said a few more things to 'Jess' as Jenn stood there.
"That Jess? Let me talk to him."
"Ok if you have to go then… bye." Bam closed his cell phone and put it into his pocket before looking up at Jenn
"Oh I'm sorry. I didn't notice you there."
"I wanted to say something to Jess really quick but I guess it's no big deal. So what were you two talking about any way?"
"Nothin' really. He was just checkin' in on everyone. He says hi by the way."
"Ok."
Jenn walked away, unaware that Bam had just lied to her yet again. Bam waited to make sure that he was alone before he did anything else. He pinched the space in between his eyes for a second, hating the fact that he had to lie to her like that.
He then stood up and paced in a circle, trying to figure out what to do to block out his guilt, before heading into the kitchen. He grabbed hold of the handle of the refrigerator door and sighed. Taking out the first edible thing he saw, after opening the door, he then walked over to the table and sat down to eat.
Normally he wasn't one to eat unless he had to, but he didn't know what else was going to help him forget about his guilt.