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I gazed up with cloudy vision. “Thanks,” I told Jillian, and grabbed a few tissues.
“What have you seen so far?” she asked before she plunked down on my bed.
“Uh, just texts from Dad and Trey.”
She bit her lip. “Okay, do you want to see what the media’s saying? If you do, I can show you.”
That was a great question. Did I want to know what the nosey jerks of the world were saying about my dad and about Trey?
“I guess it’s better to hear about it from you.” She might as well rip off the bandage while I was in the comfort of my own home.
Wow.
Jillian sat with me for what felt like forever, scrolling through stupid headlines, and speculation.
“A Family Affair—Father and Son-In-Law Enter Rehab Together,” and “Boys’ Night Out—at Rehab.”
The one that shocked me the most was, “What Goes Up—Must Come Down. Trey Turner gets booted down to the minors and loses major endorsement.”
Oh, man.
“He didn’t tell me any of this,” I muttered to myself. If the articles held any truth to them at all, Trey was told a couple of days ago about being shoved down to the minors. And he’d lost his endorsement then, too.
And yet, he’d said nothing to me.
Zero.
A knock at the door echoed through the quiet apartment, and I jumped.
No one except Trey and Jillian ever knocked on my door.
“I’ll be right back,” I said and jumped off the bed.
I opened the door to find Beau standing there with a screwdriver in his hand. “Hi, Lexi. I’ve come to remove your fucking camera.” He held the screwdriver up between us.
“Umm,” I stepped back to let him through, “is that okay with the show?”
He let out a sarcastic laugh. “Who cares? You need your privacy. They can talk to me if there’s a problem.”
He didn’t wait for permission. Instead, he spotted my small stepping stool and went to work on the camera.
“Hi,” I heard a soft voice beside me, and it startled me. I turned to see Gigi standing in the doorway. She held a grocery bag with the name of popular Canadian chain on the side of it. “Can I come in?”
I hesitated for a second. “It’s not the greatest time. Can we chat tomorrow instead? I have to go pick up Hayley.”
Beau spoke up, “I’ll get the dogs from daycare as soon as I get this fuckin’ thing down. Do you need anything else while I’m out?”
I felt a little stunned at his offer—not to mention confused. Once I left Trey, Beau hardly even looked at me anymore. And now he was taking down my camera, picking up the dog, and asking me if I needed anything else.
“Um, are you sure about picking up Hayley? I was going to go now, anyway.”
He looked at me without blinking. “I’ll do it. If you think of something you need, just text me.”
Then he turned to his fiancée and spoke in French. She nodded and replied, “Yeah, I’ll plug your number into her phone.”
Beau swore a few times, then pulled on the camera. He yanked it off and swore again.
Then, he stepped down from the stool, stormed right by us, and promptly chucked the camera in the pool. It landed with a splash.
