Hide Your Heart

Late Night Phone Call

Paul went to bed happy that night after he and Tommy arrived home. He had to get up early to meet Gene for a business meeting. Leaving a note for Tommy on the kitchen table, he took a quick shower and turned out the lights.

In the other room, Tommy had just drifted off to sleep when his phone buzzed. "Huh? Hello?"

"Hey, I know you don't wanna talk to me but could you bail me out?"

"Again?" "The same one? " "Why Jaime?" "How much is bail this time?" 

"Ummmm....One thousand."

"WHAT????"yelled Tommy a bit too loud.

Paul immediately sprang up out of bed hearing Tommy's cries. "Tom, everything okay?"

"Yes. I'm fine."

"Well?" came the impatient voice on the other end.

"I guess so." sighed Tommy, getting up. He threw a jacket on and headed to get his keys. Paul met him at the front door. "If that was the ex, what did he want?" "It's ten at night."

"J-J-Jaime's in jail and-"

"And you're gonna go bail him out." stated Paul. "I truly don't understand why but I trust your reasoning. Even though I know I wouldn't, I can't stop you. Be careful. I'll wait up for you."

"Go with me. I know you don't care for him, but he is my friend still." 

"In my pajamas?" squealed Paul. "Could I change?"

"You do realize I'm in mine, right?" laughed Tommy. "Come on, it's late, who's gonna care?"

Paul rolled his eyes and grabbed a jacket. He knew he couldn't tell Tommy no.

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At the city jail, Tommy went in to pay the bail. When he received the receipt, he left. "Tell Mr. St. James he can find his own way home." He slid back in the driver's seat and headed home. "I'm not driving him to his place."

"I see that."

Back at the house, Paul headed back to his room and climbed back in bed. Tommy did the same.

================================================================================The next morning, no one was in the kitchen when Tommy walked in. He looked around in confusion until he saw the note. Starting the coffee, he went to get his phone when the doorbell rang. "Who could be here so early?" wondered Tommy. Looking out the small window, he saw a headful of messy blonde curls. "Jaime?"

"Yea. Could I come in?"

"I guess so."

Jaime walked in and sat down in the kitchen. 

"Well, just make yourself at home." sighed Tommy. "I suppose you have a reason for being here."

"Yea, I want to talk to you. I saw your new boyfriend leave so I knew you were here by yourself." "What happened...he already ran to Geneie? Or is Paul with both Eric and Gene?" smirked Jaime. 

"You can leave."

"Not until I say what I came to tell you. Now sit."

Jaime pointed to the chair. "Sit."

Tommy backed into the cabinet and stood there, arms crossed. "Say what you came to tell me and leave."

Blue eyes flashed as Jaime stood up and stalked towards Tommy. 

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"Tom, I'm back." called Paul later. "What....why's the door wide open?"

Paul walked in, shut the door and headed to the kitchen. The coffeepot had finished brewing but the kitchen was empty. "Tommy? Sweetheart?" called Paul. 

He looked in every room, only to find them empty. Finally walking upstairs, he heard someone throwing up. "Tom, You sick again?"

"P-P-Paul?" "I-I-I'm f-f-fine. J-J-just not feeling too well." lied Tommy as he threw up more.

Outside the bathroom door, Paul leaned against the wall. He knew Jaime had been there by the scent of his cologne lingering in the kitchen. "I know Jaime was here. The cologne he wears gave it away. You really should open the door."

The door clicked open as Tommy ran into Paul's arms. His eyes were red and bloodshot from crying.