Keely James stared at the picture in the newspaper, tears of grief sprouting
to his eyes. It was a photograph of Dominic Loudan and a blonde woman named
Sophia Russo at a gala event at the local art museum held the night before.
It
really was a flattering photo of both Dominic and Sophia. They had their arms
around each other, laughing at something the cameraman said to them. They
looked happy. Why shouldn’t they be? According to the newspaper article,
Dominic was sure to ask Sophia to marry him any time now.
The
only problem Keely had with the whole thing is that Dominic belonged to him.
Keely had been Dominic’s live in lover for the past five years. They shared
everything… their home, their life together… their love.
So
why was Keely seeing Dominic’s name paired with some slinky blonde runway
model instead of his? He had heard the arguments from Dominic time and time
again.
Dominic was basically in the closet.
Oh,
he had no problem being with Keely, introducing him to his closest friends and
family. He just didn’t want Keely involved in the public side of his life. He
said that people wouldn’t understand two men living together, that they
wouldn’t want to do business with someone that was openly gay.
In
the beginning, Keely had understood. He had just been happy to have Dominic in
his life. But as time went by, Dominic had been in his life less and less.
There were more business trips without Keely, more business dinners without
Keely, and finally, more everything without Keely.
He
hadn’t even seen Dominic in over a week, and they lived together. Presently,
Dominic was off on some business trip, coming home briefly for this gala event
but staying in a hotel. While Keely stayed at home, waiting for Dominic to
remember he existed.
Keely stared at the photo again before dropping the newspaper down on the
desk. His heart ached. Dominic hadn’t even called him to say he was in town,
much less come home to see him. He wondered if Dominic even remembered that he
had someone waiting at home for him.
He
knew he was fooling himself. He had held on far too long, not wanting to let
go of the man who owned his heart. But the truth was sitting there in black
and white. His relationship with Dominic was over.
Keely let out a little hysterical laugh as he wondered if Dominic would even
notice if he were gone… probably not. He had Sophia to keep him company. He
didn’t need Keely.
He
knew he was glutton for punishment as he reached for the phone and dialed
Dominic’s cell phone. He just couldn’t give up on five years without trying
one last time to salvage something.
“Hello?”
“Dominic?”
“Hey, baby,” Dominic replied, his voice filled with tension. Keely instantly
felt like he shouldn’t have called, like he was a bother to the one man he was
supposed to mean everything to.
“Are
you busy?” That was a stupid question. Dominic was always busy.
“I
have a meeting in about… ten minutes. What’s up?”
“Well, I haven’t seen you in nearly a week. You haven’t even called in two
days. I wanted to make sure everything was okay. I was worried about you.”
“I’m
fine, Keely. I’ve just been busy. You know that.”
Damn! He sounded upset.
Dominic hated for Keely to nag as he called it. “How was the thing at
the art museum last night?” Keely wondered briefly if Dominic had been cut off
when he didn’t reply right away. “Dominic? Are you still there?”
“Yeah, I’m here. Look, Keely, I have to go. I’ll call you tonight and we can
talk then, okay?”
Keely’s heart dropped. He knew Dominic wouldn’t call. He hated emotional
scenes. He would wait a few days to see if Keely would stop nagging.
“Yeah, okay. I love you, Dominic.”
“Yeah, me, too, Keely. I’ll talk to you tonight.”
Keely listened to the sounds of silence as Dominic hung up the phone. He
hadn’t even said good-bye. It seemed to always be like that. He just never had
time anymore. Keely knew that he was busy, that his business was important to
him.
But
wasn’t Keely important, too?
He
hung up the phone and looked around the beautiful home he lived in. It was a
grand showpiece. It was very modern, all black and white and chrome.
Everything in it was perfect, right down to the last spoon.
And
Keely hated every inch of it.
Funny, it was Dominic’s pride and joy. He loved the house and everything in
it. He had even hired a professional decorator to decorate it. Keely had
offered to decorate it, but Dominic wanted it done just right. Keely hadn’t
had a say in any of it, not even their bedroom.
Just
one more thing to let Keely know he would never be a permanent fixture in
Dominic’s life. He felt like banging his head against a wall. He couldn’t
figure out why he had stayed so long. There had been so many signs that he
wasn’t wanted.
Dominic hadn’t even made it to Keely’s college graduation ceremony six months
ago. He had been on a business trip to New York and couldn’t come home. He had
promised to make it up to him. Keely was still waiting.
He
could count on both hands the number of times he had actually seen Dominic in
the last six months. Oh, he called when he could, and sent flowers when he
forgot. But none of that made up for not being there.
Someone once said that any relationship could make it for the long haul if
they could make it five years. Dominic and Keely’s five-year anniversary was
two weeks away. It didn’t look like they were going to make it.
Maybe it really was time to cut his losses and move on. He was tired of going
to bed alone every night, not having someone to talk with and spend time with.
He was tired of not being important enough to matter.
Keely nearly jumped out of his chair when the phone rang just a few minutes
after he had hung up. Maybe it was Dominic. Reaching quickly across the desk
he grabbed the phone.
“Hello?”
“Keely?”
“Mom?” Shit! It wasn’t Dominic.
“Keely, you need to come home, honey.”
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