Date: Thu, 29 Jun 2006 14:35:40 -0700 (PDT)
From: Christian Garcia <synful_romance@sbcglobal.net>
Subject: The Gyllenhaal Encounter - Part Eleven

Disclaimer:
I do not know or claim to know Jake Gyllenhaal and I don't mean to imply
any knowledge of his personal lives or sexual preferences. This is
FICTION and nothing more. If your under 18 or don't like to read
fan-fictions about same sex romances then DO NOT read this story. Now
that that's out of the way, sit back and enjoy!

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Christian and Jake spent more time together. They hung out constantly and
no matter what they were doing, they made sure to make it a good time.
Earlier on, Christian planned on taking his dog, Sargent, on an afternoon
walk around the park. The two left at around one noon and got to the park
a short while later. Before beginning on their adventure, Christian
decided to stop by a local pet store near by to pick up doggy treats and
a few chew toys since Sargent had mutilated the ones he already owned.
Christian didn't want him to take his aggression out on the furniture at
home. The store allowed people and their pets to walk in together since
leaving them outside was hardly an option if you came alone. Christian
and Sargent strut inside the shop and looked around for their needs. The
people inside all walked around with their pets, searching, hunting for
the perfect item. Chris noticed two girls giggling in unison, awing and
swooning at the small dog beds near the back. Their small Chihuahuas held
closely to their breast, shaking and looking as if they were being choked
to death. Owner and pet walked through the endless amount of isles,
picking up toys and looking for treats. The thing that surprised
Christian was the fact that near the back of the shop was an exhibition
showing the edible goodies for dogs. They all looked exactly like
desserts you'd find at any bakery around the world. It was astonishing.
Christian had a hard time picking what to get for his dog but fortunately
there was a woman behind the glass exhibition.
"Excuse me." He said. The lady turned to him and smiled. Her shiny name
plate pinned to her shirt shun brightly in the bright shop lights.
"Hello, how can I help you?" She asked.
"Hi, um... what's the simplest dog treat available?"
"Well we have this little pastry called 'The Wish Bone', it consists of a
chocolate like flavored kibble shaped like a bone and inside is a small
box that you use to keep your dogs wishes in." Christian stared at her
with a polite smile. "Are you kidding me?" He thought to himself.
"Um, do you have any of the small bone shaped dog treats that come in,
like, a jar or anything?" He asked her. The smile on her face faded and
she looked at Christian as if she couldn't believe he didn't want any
of the more expensive of them all.
"We sure do. If you head down that isle and turn to your left you'll see
big display box of 'Kibble Bites'."
"Thanks." Christian took Sargent and went in the path the woman had told
him to take. He arrived at the big card board sign and pulled down the
top jar filled with small green, brown, and white doggy treats then
looked at the back label. Just then, Christian heard the shop doorbell
ring, signaling someone's entrance to the store. Chris didn't pay much
attention so he turned around and looked through his wallet, picking out
fives and tens to pay with. He walked a few feet and heard someone
calling out his name. Christian turned to see Jake standing not two feet
away with his own dog on a leash.
"Jake, hey." Christian smiled.
"Hi, what's going on?" Jake asked. His German Sheppard sat quietly
besides his legs while Sargent sniffed around him.
"Just getting some stuff before we head over to the park, you?"
"Same. We're actually just getting back from the park but if you want,
maybe we can come with you?"
"Sure."
"Okay well I'll be back I'm just going to grab a few things." Jake left
and Christian walked up to the man behind the large cashier to pay for
the toys and doggy bones. He then walked out and waited around the corner
for Jake to come out and join him. "Alright, lets go." Jake lead the way
down the street while Christian followed at his side, Sargent and Atticus
walking proudly side by side.
"It's such a great day today." Christian said joyfully.
"Yeah, it is. Are you working today?"
"Not until three. I wasn't supposed to go in but one of my co-workers is
getting off early so I'm going to put in the time being lost."
"That sucks."
"What are you doing today?"
"Hang out, maybe call up a friend and have lunch, I don't know." Jake
said while he and the others crossed the street to the grassy field of
the park ahead. There were several people already there, some jogging,
and others tossing around a football. "Do you want to go around or
through?"
"Lets go around a few times." Jake, Christian, Sargent and Atticus walked
around the edge of the park, enjoying each others company and soaking up
the afternoon sun. Jake and Christian got to talking about life and
future gatherings they were planning. Shortly after, their brief
conversation was interrupted by a woman walking in the opposite
direction. She wore a white dress that danced in the wind with white
sandals that matched. Over her eyes were dark sunglasses and in her right
hand was a cell phone that was pressed up against her ear.
"Jake!" She squealed in a tone of voice that was laced in surprise while
closing the phone in her hand. "How are you?"
"Kate? Hey, I'm good. How are you?" Jake replied. Christian watched as
the two hugged.
"I'm excellent, I've been really busy with work and stuff. It's been a
long time, huh?"
"Yeah, really long." Sargent barked as if trying to get their attention.
"Oh, this is my, uh... friend Christian." Jake said. Chris looked at him
with wondering eyes then turned to the smiling woman and extended his
hand out.
"Hi." He said.
"Hello."
"This is Kate. She's been a friend of the family for a few years now.
It's been forever since we last saw each other." Jake spoke to Christian
while looking at Kate the entire time.
"Well, it's been more like forever and a few years." Kate joked. "So,
going out on a little walk, eh?"
"Yeah, it's a nice day so why not, right?"
"You were always the out doors type." Christian stood back while Jake and
Kate talked. It seemed as if she and Jake went back a long time and had
been friends for most their life's, maybe even more. For the first time
Christian felt like the third wheel. It was very awkward for him to be
there, all he wanted was to turn around and go on his way, give the two
some time to talk.
"Christian... Christian? Chris!" Jake called. Christian had been out of
it for a little bit but Jakes calls brought him back down to present
time.
"What?" He asked.
"Let's go." Jake smiled. Christian looked around and saw that Kate had
already left then they started on their walk again. The rest of the way
was silent, neither of them spoke for a couple of minutes. "Are you
okay?"
"Yeah, why?"
"I don't know. You seem a little out of it. Are you sure you're okay?"
"I'm fine."
"Okay." They finished their walk and separated ways. Christian and
Sargent went back to the car while Jake and Atticus walked the rest of
the way home. The walk was nice and quiet, nothing but their feet hitting
the concrete was heard. Atticus huffed while his tongue hung over the
side of his mouth. His ears perched up over his head while his nose roam
the floor, sniffing out the people who had walked there before. Jake got
home and took Atticus off his leash to run free around the house. He
walked to his room and slid the shirt of his back off and threw it down
in the dirty laundry hamper. He was about to get into the bathroom when
he heard his sister, Maggie, calling him from downstairs.
"Yeah?" Jake turned around and walked to the first floor of the house
again.
"Guess who came by." Maggie said.
"Who?"
"Kate Hemsley, do you remember her?"
"Oh yeah. I ran into her in the park earlier."
"Seriously?"
"Yeah. I was walking around with Christian and we came across each
other."
"Well, she said she was in town for a week and I invited her over later
on."
"Great!" Jake smiled. "I'm going to change."
"Good because you smell." Maggie laughed at Jakes expense but soon
apologized to her younger brother. They had a loving, off-beat
relationship between them but every once in a while they got into small
arguments. Jake ran up to his room and changed out of his dirty clothes
and into a fresh pair.
Christian placed Sargent inside the apartment and decided to give Ashley
a quick call. The line rang three times and Ashley came on.
"Hello?" She spoke sweetly into the receiver.
"Hey Ash, It's me."
"Hi hunny, what's up?"
"Nothing much, I just got back from walking Sargent and I'm bored again."
"Yeah? That's too bad. Aren't you supposed to be at work or something?"
"Nope. I'm going later on. What about you?"
"I have the day off."
"Hey, do you want to do something later on? We can go around the
boulevard."
"Okay, sounds like a plan." Ashley said.
"Great. I'll come by your house later on then."
"Cool. Listen, I have to go but I'll see you later."
"Okay, bye."
Christian and Ashley hung up and Chris went into his bedroom to spend the
rest of the time available to him. When it was finally time to go to
work, he got into his car and headed to the theatre. He arrived and went
straight into the locker room to get into his work uniform then started
walking around the building to find something that needed to be cleaned
or organized. Randy walked around the corner just as Christian did the
same.
"Oh shit." Randy sighed in surprise and gripped his chest.
"Sorry, did I scare you?"
"A little bit." Randy smiled sweetly. "I thought you had today off."
"Mr. Anderson called and asked me to come in."
"Oh that's right, Steven went home early." Christian nodded. "Well, do
you need something to do?"
"Yeah. Got anything?"
"Come on." Randy led Christian to an empty theatre room and handed him a
broom along with the dust pan.
"What the hell do I do with this?" Christian asked.
"Get in there and start cleaning up the popcorn from the floor, cupcake."
Randy replied playfully, giving him a gentle smiled. Chris looked at
Randy with one eyebrow raised higher than the other then made his way
into the dim room. After he was done cleaning the sticky floors and arm
rests, Christian walked out and put the broom and dirty dust pan into the
utility closet.
"Done already?" Randy asked from behind the concession stand. He was
cleaning the glass case where popcorn was popping and cascading down the
side of the steel basket dangling over the center.
"Yeah. That was fucking disgusting. Is it true people fuck in there when
everyone leaves?"
Randy laughed at Christians odd question. "Um, I've never seen that
personally but I have heard from other people that have said they've
caught people doing it in there."
"That's sick."
"It's all part of the job."
"Stepping on a sticky floor that could be covered in DNA is part of the
job?" Christian scoffed. "What a great job this is."
Randy looked at Christian with a soft look in his eyes and slowly moved
in closer to him, sliding the elbow he leaned on along the edge of the
glass counter top. Christian noticed the space between him and Randy
become less and less and decided to back away, trying not to give Randy
the wrong impression.
After work was done for the day, Christian got into his car and drove to
Ashley's house to pick her up and head out. It had already gotten dark
out so all the street lights were shining brightly on the road under the
cars' wheels. Christian pulled up to Ashley's drive way and moved up to
her front door where the light above the doorway burned brightly and
acted as a glowing playground for moths and other night time insects. He
pushed on the small white button besides the gate door and heard a
ringing inside the house.
"Hold on a second." Christian heard Ashley yell out from inside, her
voice dulled by the thick door in between them. Ashley came and opened
the wooden door that kept her safe from the outside and stepped into the
night. "Hey!" She said.
"Hi, ready?" Chris asked.
"Yeah, let's go."
They walked off the house stoop and strolled to either side of Christians
small car. After warming up the engine, Christian backed away from the
curb and into the street.
Maggie worked inside the kitchen, getting down plates from the cupboard
and champagne glasses from the hanging display. She had set the large
table neatly, making it presentable for the coming guests. Jake stepped
down from the second floor stairs and moved in to take over the kitchen.
"Wow, you look nice." Maggie told her brother.
"Thanks. I'll take care of things here, you can go and get ready." Jake
said as he took the stirring handle away from Maggie.
"Okay. I'll be back in a few." Maggie walked out of the kitchen and went
to her room while Jake stood in the kitchen, mixing a bowl of mashed
potatoes. Jake was his best when he was cooking something. By the time
Maggie came back out, Jake had already finished two complete dishes. Just
then, the doorbell rang and Jake went to answer it. He opened the door
and was happy to see Peter standing before him.
"Hey." Peter smiled.
"Hey, come on in. Maggie's in her room getting ready, food's almost
done." Peter and Jake walked into the house and waited for the final
guest, Kate, to arrive. She finally did about half an hour later and
everyone got seated around the dinner table.
"It smells great." Kate said. "You've outdone yourself Maggie."
"Oh, no. I didn't cook, Jake did."
"Jake?" Kate sounded surprised.
"He's a fucking culinary artist now." Peter teased. Jake walked into the
room with a large bowl of green salad and placed it down on the center of
the table then he took a seat besides Peter.
"This looks amazing, Jake."
"Thank you." He replied thankfully. "I hope you guys enjoy everything."
"You taste it first. If you don't die then we'll eat." Peter said.
Everyone at the table laughed at the comment.
"Dig in everyone." Hands flew through the air and landed on different
entrées. The food level lowered and lowered with every passing minute.
They were eating and enjoying the loving atmosphere they had created.
After dinner, Jake and Peter cleaned the table while the women relaxed in
the living room, sipping champagne from their glass'. Jake washed the
plates and Peter dried them off before placing them in their spots inside
the cupboard.
"Kate seems like a nice girl." Peter said while he dragged a white towel
around one of the many plates.
"Yeah, she is." Jake replied.
"She likes you."
"What? How do you know?"
"It's obvious." Peter half smiled. "You should make a move. You do like
her don't you?"
"I don't know. She's been a friend for a long time."
"Even better. Come on, man. You have to take advantage of it, maybe
she'll even help you get over Kirsten." Peter looked at Jake with a
devilish smile. He looked like he was planning something and not letting
Jake in on the plan.
"You think?"
"The water's fine, all you have to do is jump in." Jake knew Peter was
right but the thing he didn't know is that he had already found someone
to help get his mind off of Kirsten but of course he wasn't about to
tell Peter that the person helping is another man. At least not yet. Jake
and Peter walked into the living room to join the girls. Peter was smart
to sit besides Maggie on the couch and leave Jake to sit besides Kate. At
first things were quiet and awkward but slowly things got warmed up.
"Champagne?" Kate asked.
"No thanks." Jake politely replied. "So, how are things with you? The
last time I saw you were trying to get your medical license, right?"
"Wow, that was centuries ago." Kate laughed.
"Are you still working towards it?"
"No, I have it already. Yeah, I'm actually looking to starting my own
cosmetic office."
"Really? That's fantastic, congratulations."
"Thank you! So What about you? Anything new and exciting?" Kate asked
anxiously. "Still doing the whole acting thing?"
"Oh yeah, yeah. Still acting, yep. Peter and Me just got done filming a
movie out in the desert."
"The desert? Really?" Kate gasped. "What kind of movie is it?"
"War movie. Lots of guns and cursing." Jake smiled.
"You boys must have felt right at home then, huh?" Kate looked over at
Peter sitting besides Maggie and then back at Jake.
"It was fucking great." Peter added. "Ooh rah!"
"Ooh rah!" Jake said in return. Maggie and Kate looked at each other,
both sighing at the fact that the boys were acting like manly men. The
testosterone in the room rose higher. "Well, if you'll excuse me I'm
going outside to have a cigarette." Jake said standing up.
"I wish you wouldn't" Maggie snapped.
"And I wish you would stop acting like mom." Jake smirked at Maggie.
"Jerk." Jake walked to the kitchen, picked up an open carton of
cigarettes and stepped out into the frigid outdoors. Standing on the
first of four small steps, he knocked a cigarette out and placed it
between his lips then lit it with the lighter he kept inside. Jake
inhaled deeply then exhaled, letting the smoke curl around his mouth and
up into the air. He watched the white billowing steam escape the tip of
the nicotine filled stick and dance upwards like a waterfall in reverse.
The door behind him opened and closed then footsteps moved towards Jake.
He looked back to see Peter with a smug look on his face.
"What?" Jake asked.
"How about it? Any sparks flying?"
"I don't know, man. Don't look forward to any kind of sparks flying for
a long time."
"You never know. Love can be a surprising thing, never know who you might
end up falling for."
Jake thought about Christian when he heard what Peter had to say. Jake
smiled to himself and looked over at his friend. "Yeah, you're right."
Jake agreed.
"Come on, let's go back inside." Peter nudged Jake on the arm and they
walked into the warmth of the house once again.
Across town, Christian and Ashley stood in line to get into a club that
they had inhabited several times before. When they reached the front,
they handed over their ID's to the big man at the door and he slapped a
"Under 21" wristband on Christian. They walked into the darkened
building, looking at the sights around them and literally feeling the
beat of the music inside. Lights flashed and flickered to the beat of the
fast paced music and the people on the dance floor moved around, acting
as a wave, everyone sharing the love of the entire scene. Christian and
Ashley sat down at an empty table near the dance floor and got settled. A
woman holding a tray above her head and smacking a piece of gum in her
mouth came over to them and set the tray on the table.
"What can I get you?" She asked. Her face showing how boring her job must
be, having to go through the same rutein every night, being touched and
pinched by the endless amount of horny men stopping by to see if they can
go home with one of the beautiful girls moving sensually around the
floor, knowing they could never end up with one of them but still trying
their hardest.
"I'll take a water." Christian tried to speak over the thumping beat of
the hard music.
"Bud light, thanks." Ashley spoke next. They set the money on the table
and the gum chewing waitress with the bored face left to get their
drinks.
"It feels good to be out again." Christian told Ashley.
"Yeah, It's great. It's really packed tonight, lots of people already
dancing."
"Do you want to go?"
"Let's wait for our drinks first." Ashley retorted in a loud tone of
voice. Their drinks did arrive finally and the two got up then headed
down to the crowded dance floor glowing from the lights above. The DJ on
the elevated booth started a new song and everyone in the room cheered to
the opening of the song. Ashley danced around Christian, both of them
became entangled in the hypnotic trance of the music playing loudly over
the enormous speakers. The drug of dance took over their brains and into
their veins. Their bodies didn't belong to them anymore, they were all
in the palm of the energetic DJ playing the records. For several minutes
they became his slaves, his minions spreading love through the heat
escaping their now moist skin. Three songs later, Christian and Ashley
went back to their small table, hoping to rest their worn legs and catch
their breaths.
"Shit." Ashley sighed. "It's hot down there."
"I know, it's great right?" Christian took a long gulp from his chilled
water and sighed at the feeling of the cold liquid racing down his
throat, causing chills through out his body.
"Yeah, you should call Randy down here. Maybe you can get lucky tonight."
Ashley smiled devilishly.
"No, I don't think that would happen." Christian replied.
"Why not? You and he are perfect for each other."
Christian shook his head in disagreement. "We're just friends, that's
all."
"Friends with benefits, maybe." Ashley joked.
"No, just friends."
"Why? You're not seeing someone else are you?" Ashley asked. Christian
thought back to how Jake introduced him to Kate as his friend. If Jake
was going to deny him as more than a friend after an intimate moment then
he was going to do the same.
"No..." Christian said.
The night wore long. It was almost midnight when Ashley and Christian
decided to start heading home. Before getting into the car, Christian
asked Ashley if they could walk around for a bit. She agreed and the two
walked down the block. They came upon a magazine stand near the corner
and Ashley stopped when she noticed one of the many covers. It was People
Magazine with a small picture of Jake, Maggie, and Christian on the
bottom right hand side. The picture was from the night when Jake invited
Christian to dinner with Maggie. The headline over it read: "Jake and
Maggie out on the town... but who is their new guy pal?" Ashley picked up
the magazine and looked at the many topics inside.
"What the hell?!" She shrieked.
"What?" Christian asked, turning back around to face her. She showed
Christian the small picture and Chris took it then looked over the cover.
His eyes scanned the page and his heart sank when he saw himself on the
tabloid.
"Is that you?"
"No." Christian scoffed nervously. "It doesn't even look like me." His
heart began to race faster. The blood pumping through his body rushed to
his face, making Christian feel warm in the head.
"Are you sure?" She asked. "Hm..."Ashley took the magazine back and
placed it down in it's place on the rack. She started to walk away but
Christian stayed back, wanting to purchase the tabloid.
"Hey!" Ashley called. "You coming?"
"Yeah, I, uh... I'll be there in a minute." Christian replied. He then
reached for a issue of Entertainment Weekly along with the People
Magazine he and Ashley were just looking at then took his wallet out to
pay the man behind the booth. He placed the magazines inside a paper bag
and caught up with Ashley. Christian got home and went directly into his
room. He placed the small paper bag inside the small, wooden drawer
besides his bed and threw himself onto the bed sheets, sighed, kicked off
his shoes and closed his eyes. It was now 12:48 a.m.
Things at the theatre had gotten more and more hectic. There was a heavy
flow of customers since a new movie had just opened and everyone wanted
so badly to see it. Christian hardly had time to do anything else besides
sleep, eat, work and occasionally spend several minutes with his best
friend Ashley. Jake and Christian hadn't come to running into each other.
Both were busy with their own lives. Jake and his camp were getting ready
for all the award shows and special appearances to come and he, like
Christian, was very busy with work. While Jake was at home, he received a
phone call from his personally assistant Jen.
"Jake I need for you to come to my office to pick up your upcoming
schedule." Jen said. Her voice dripped with urgency.
"Right now?"
"Yes, right now. Oh, you also got an invitation for the Independent Film
Awards."
"Alright, I'll be right there. Give me ten minutes.."
"Okay, see you then."
Jake hung up the phone and grabbed a hat from his room and proceeded to
go outside. Once he was out of the house, Jake started his plunge down
the dipping driveway. He got on the sidewalk and walked to meet Jen. He
office wasn't far from the house so walking would be no big thing plus it
was sunny and fresh outside, not too hot and not too cold even though the
bright sun shun down on Jakes covered head and shoulders. About halfway
there, Jakes phone went off in his pocket. He looked down to see who it
was and saw "Jenipher Wayne" flashing on the small colored screen. Jake
sighed and pressed the "talk" button then brought the phone to his ear.
"I'm almost there." Jake started.
"Okay, smartass. I'm calling because I wanted to know what you wanted me
to say to the people from Conan. They want to know if you'll come on the
show when 'Jarhead' comes out to promote it."
"Can't we talk about this when I get there?"
"They just called and I said I'd call them right back when I got your
answer. What's it going to be?"
"Yeah, of course I'll go. I love Conan."
"Okay, great. I'm going to call them right now. Are you almost here?"
"Yes, just a few more feet." Jake sighed in an irritating tone.
"Okay, bye."
In reality, Jake was already at Jens office but he just wanted to
frustrate her. It had worked. Jake walked inside the building then walked
to the lady behind the oval shaped desk, her left ear covered by a phone
receiver. She got off the phone and Jake walked up to the booth.
"Hi." He smiled kindly. "I'm here to see Jenipher."
Emily, the receptionist, pushed the telecom button on the phone and Jake
heard a small beeping. "Ms. Wayne, Mr. Gyllenhaal here to see you."
"Let him through." Jen replied.
"You can go on in." Emily smiled.
"Thanks." Jake walked into a small hallway with doors on both sides of
him. He stopped at one with Jen's name on it and knocked.
"Come in." She shouted. Jake opened the door and slid inside. "Okay, your
schedule..." Jenipher turned around from her desk and slid a manila
folder out of the shelve in front of her. She placed the folder on the
table and took a seat again.
"Where's the invitation to the event?" Jake asked while looking through
the many sheets of paper."
"Oh." Jen took out a small envelope form her desk and handed it to Jake.
"Is this all?" Jake asked.
"No, I got a few emails from your stylist. She wants to know where you're
going to want a suit from?"
"Can't I wear one of the ones I already own?"
"She said different designers are asking for you to wear their suits."
Jenipher looked at the emails on her computer screen.
"Like who?"
"Um, Dulche and Gabanna, Ralph Lauren, Enzo Corleone, and Anne Klein."
"Email her back and tell her to just pick someone, it doesn't really
matter."
"Okay and I also got an email from the people over at The Independent
Spirit Awards, they want to know if you'll be available to attend next
year."
"Yeah, I can do that."
"Great."
"Is that all?" Jake asked while he held the manila folder under his left
arm and put his hands deep into his pants pockets.
"That all." Jen confirmed.
"Okay, I'm going to go now so thanks for everything." Jake stepped close
to Jenipher and gave her a hug. They had known each other for a long time
so they were more like family than anything else.
"You're welcome and I'll see you later." Jen backed away. Jake went to
the door, opened it and stepped out into the empty hallway again. He
continued down until he got to the front door and moved out. The sun was
beating down harder this time. Since Jake was close enough to Christians
apartment and seeing as he and Chris hadn't spoken in a little while, he
decided to go and stop by for a little bit. He got into Christians
building and took the elevator up to the floor Christians apartment was
in. He strut to the door with the familiar number sequence and knocked on
the white door. He used his thumb to cover the small peep hole on the
door to keep his appearance a surprise. The door handle rattled and then
swung open as Christian appeared in the doorway.
"Jake." Christian said, surprised. "Hey, what are you doing here?"
"Just thought I'd stop by since I was in the neighborhood."
"Oh, great." Christian smiled.
"Can I come in?" Jake asked.
"Uh, yeah..." Just as Christian was about to move to the side to allow
Jake to step inside the apartment Randy came into view. Jake looked at
him and the cheerful look on his face began to fade the closer Randy got
to them.
"Hey." Randy greeted him.
"Hello." Jake replied. He took his foot out of the doorway and backed up.
"Uh, where do you keep the flour?" Randy turned to Chris.
"It's in the pantry, all the way at the bottom."
"Okay." Randy turned and walked away from the two men at the door.
"Are you going to come in?" Christian asked Jake who was now looking down
at his feet.
"No, I uh--- I just remembered that I have a lot of things to do today.
But um---I'll see you later okay?"
"Are you sure? We're about to have lunch, have you eaten yet?"
That familiar feeling of jealousy came over Jake like a bad hang over as
he watched Randy move around in the kitchen off in the distance. Of
course, Jake knew Christian didn't belong to him but he surely didn't
want to see him with another guy. He couldn't stand the fact that he
still hadn't told Christian how he felt about him even though they had
already shared each other in the past. Christian probably already knew
but Jake wasn't sure if he took their intimate moment earlier as a one
night thing so he had to let Christian know exactly how he felt before
loosing him to someone else, especially Randy. The only problem was that
Jake had never had those kinds of feelings for another man and didn't
know how to come out and tell him. Should he wait and see how things
would end up or say it right then and there? So many questions and
scenarios ran through Jakes head at 100 miles a minute, he needed to
focus and say something soon.
"Yeah but uh---I have tons of things to take care of. I have to go and
talk to my stylist about picking out a suit for me and look over my
schedule." Jake waved the envelope in his hands.
"Okay, okay. I get it." Christian smiled. "Well if you're sure then I
guess there's nothing I can do, right?"
Jake nodded. "I'll se you later."
"Yeah."
With that, Jake turned around and walked back to the elevator he had just
come out of. Christian watched Jake closely, looking to see if he would
turn around and change his mind about staying. Sadly, Jake got into the
elevator then sent a warm smile and wave in Christians direction. The
doors closed and the red numbers above the elevator counted down.
Christian stepped back into his apartment and shut the door.
Jake walked out of the elevator and into the lobby then moved outside. He
got a few feet away from the building and started to panic. He turned
around and walked back to the inside but turned around again, facing the
direction he was originally heading in. He stood still, looking up at the
many windows and balconies of the building and kicked himself for not
taking that extra step into Christians apartment. Jakes phone went off in
his pocket and he reached in to get it out. He didn't bother to look at
the screen and answered.
"What now, Jen?" Jake sighed.
"Jake, it's Mike. Where are you?"
"Oh, hey. I'm out why?"
"Are you doing anything important?" His friend Mike asked.
"No."
"Good, meet me in 10 minutes at Urth Cafe."
"What for?" Jake asked.
"To solve the mystery of old Ms. Jones, why do you think? To have lunch.
I was supposed to meet someone here but they cancelled."
"Alright, smart ass. I'm not far so I'll be there soon."
"Awesome, hurry. Ms. Jones is not getting any younger." Mike fooled
around. Jake laughed and started to walk in the direction of the cafe.
"I will, bye." He stuck the phone into his pants again and kept his hands
inside his pockets while he walked away from the apartment complex. He
arrived at the cafe and met with Mike. They hugged and sat down on a
table near the window and started to talk while waiting for their waiter.
"Glad I can be your fall out friend." Jakes smirked.
"Well, you know. I do what I can. What are you doing out here anyways.
Don't you have to be doing something important with your life?"
"I went to pick up my schedule from Jen." Jake admitted.
Michael took the folder from the table on Jakes side and looked through
it. "Award shows, interviews, appearances. Jesus H. Christ, Jake! All
this in four months?" Jake nodded with his eye brows raised and weak
smile.
"Yeah, it's a lot but what can I say? They all want a piece of
Jake-Fucking-Gyllenhaal." Jake exaggerated. Just then the waiter came to
their table and took their lunch orders. When he left, Jake looked at
Mike with urgency in his eyes and opened his mouth. "Can I tell you
something?"
"Yeah, what's up?" Mike asked as he placed his hands on the table and
interlocked his fingers then leaned forward.
"Hello! Welcome to Urth Cafe, I'm Marcus and I'll be your waiter this
afternoon. Can I start you guys off with something to drink?" The waiting
man with the black dress shirt and slacks covered with a white apron
said. He stood besides the small table with pen and pad at hand, ready to
take orders like a magical genie who was expected to do as told or else.
"Actually, can we just give you our full orders right now?" Michael
asked.
"Yes, of course."
"Great. I'll take a turkey wrap and a glass of orange juice."
Mike turned to Jake. "I'll have the same."
"Okay, I'll come back to bring you your lunch orders in a few minutes."
Marcus turned and walked back into the kitchen in the back.
"Alright, what did you want to tell me?" Mike asked as he put his hands
on the table and interlocked his fingers then leaned forward to hear Jake
more clearly.
Jake smile and leaned back in his chair, reaching up and taking off the
ball cap he had on then placing it in front of him on the table top.
"Never mind, it's not important." But it was important. Jake was about to
tell him about Christian but couldn't gather the courage let a lone the
strength to tell his best friend of six years.
After finally getting their orders they began to eat lunch happily as if
nothing had happened. In the back of Jakes head he knew he was going to
have to tell someone what was going on. It's not that he couldn't trust
Michael about not telling everyone else its just that it wasn't the right
time for Jake to come out with it. He wanted to wait a little while
longer and maybe ease his friends and family into his new found
lifestyle. After having lunch with Mike, Jake got his stuff and walked
the rest of the way home. As if he didn't have more to worry about with
the whole situation he was in with Christian but Jake had to add award
show hell to his "To Do List." The first award show on the list was the
Independent Film Awards and then the bigger ones like the Academy Awards
and The Oscars were not too far behind.
                                      +++

Hello everyone. Sorry it took my a while to post this up on Nifty. I've
got the next part practically done right now and I wanted to post BOTH up
now but I cant so you'll have to wait till next time. I'll post an
excerpt from it on the MSN group. By the way, I want to give a shout out
to Avy who also has a Jake story on Nifty titled "Jake's Cowboy" go read
it and go to the group to hang out and talk about Jake and the story. Avy
has posted a Jake poll so go and add your two cents in.
MSN Group - http://groups.msn.com/TheGyllenhaalEncounter/_whatsnew.msnw
Email - synful_romance@sbcglobal.net
-Chris