The rest of the drive to the restaurant was filled with awkward silence. Non of us was able to bring up a topic.
I guess he was as shy and embarrassed as I was about the kiss.

We stared at each other a few times. Whenever our gaze met, we'd quickly look away and tried to act neutral which ended up awkward.

Well, not until he started having non stop incoming calls and didn't want to pick up.

It was really getting annoying so he decided to answer it.

"What is it?!" He shouted on top of his voice. He kept quiet for some time listening to the caller on the other side.
He looked a bit upset and disappointed after the phone call.

"Wait right here ok, ...I'll be right back" he pulled over and walked out of the car.

He walked to the opposite direction from where he had packed.
I saw someone walk up to him and the they were talking.

I couldn't see the person clearly till the person changed their positions.

It was the goddamn bitch 'Lucy'.
What was she even doing here.
She looked at my direction but i wasn't sure if she saw me.

I kept my eyes on them not moving one inch.
Soon I saw her placing her hands around his neck.
I think she was actually trying to force herself on him judging by the way she was pulling him unto herself.

Finally she made her way to his lips. They were totally kissing and Jason didn't even pull out at all.

He stood still and was kissing her back.

"My God!!! , how much more of this do I have to take. Why is he doing this shit to me."

I thought to myself as my eyes turned red and was full of tears.
But I didn't let any drop, I didn't want a single tear of mine to drop again because of that good for nothing Lucy and the silly arrogant Jason.

I dried my eyes and decided to take one last glance at them. But this time it almost looked as if they were in a argument.
Jason pulled his arm away from her grip fiercely and left and started heading to my direction.

He smirked as he entered the car.

"What were you doing with her?" I demanded, frowning my face and was looking outside the car.

"What do you mean? She has every right to see me and so do I.
Or have you forgotten she's my girl?
Oh please don't tell me you're jealous hot chicks.
We're just friends remember?"
He said teasingly but I didn't make any effort to smile or laugh to that.

I kept quiet and until we were at the restaurant we were going.
I guess I kinda felt jealous and stupid for asking him that kind of question when i knew we had nothing but 'fun'.

He wasn't my guy, and i wasn't his girl.

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"So..what do you wanna eat?" He asked as the waiter walked up to us with the menu.
He was a male handsome waiter. And I think he was totally checking me out.

"I'll have whatever the princes is having" he said returning the menu to the waiter with a sweet cute smile on his face.

I didn't know what he was trying to do but it surely wasn't enough to make me feel better.

"And what can I get the pretty Lady?" He asked me with a smirk on his face as he winked at me.

"What do you think you're doing?" Jason said standing up from his chair.

"Can't you see are she's on a date with me?" He said furiously at him.
And i believe i just heard him say we were on a date.

"Oh,...sorry dude.
I just thought you were just maybe friends or siblings. Because she is so....you know?.... out of your league" he said laughing.
I didn't think that was his best choice yet.
Jason was more infuriated now.

He stood up and was about to gift him a left hand when I stopped him.

"That's enough. If you don't like it here, then we can go another place"
I said trying to calm him.
I think he was actually jealous.

"No. Is fine.
Let's just eat and leave.
We have more places to go to hot chicks" he said calmly with a side smile on his face.

**************
In a few minutes our order was served.
I could see in his face that he didn't like the food I ordered. It was too hot and spicy for him.

Lol, I enjoyed watching him in his misery.
In a few moments, he finally gave up and ordered another food for himself.

He kept staring at me for some reason, but I was too nervous to ask why. His behavior has been strange lately.

"What happened to your dad?" He caught me off guard.
I didn't like to talk about it because it brings back so much memories.

I was still in shock and my eyes began to fill up.
I swallowed the food in my mouth too quickly that it made me cough.
After drinking a glass of water, i saw he was still staring at me and was waiting for an answer.

"H...he..he past away a few months ago" I stammered. My voice was a bit husky there. I was beginning to remember, and I hated to remember.

And why was he asking me this kinda question.

"That was not what I meant.
You know?..... Like what happened to him, what was he like?" he asked looking serious.
Why the sudden concern about my background.

"My dad? ..he was the best thing that ever happened to me and also the worst....
He was a good kind hearted man.
But he always worried that he wasn't good enough, that he wasn't doing enough for us.
He felt guilty about the way we lived and he couldn't help.

He started to drink to forget his pain and failures, but it only made him much more of a mess.

He would hit mom and hurt her.
But above all that, he still finds the best ways of making this up to us........." I was interrupted by Jason.

"And you still loved him forgave him after all that?" He asked showing a lot of concern and interest in what I was saying.

"Of course.
It wasn't his fault after all. And we would have made things worse for all of us if we just left him that way.
He needed to know he was not alone and know that he had people who still cared about him and loved him.

He thought me to stand up for myself when other kids bullied me and made my life miserable in school.

He was my joy when I was sad, he was my strength when I was at my weakest.
Even though he made a lot of mistakes, he was always there for me when I needed him...too bad I couldn't say the same for mom" I said sadly and faced down staring at my empty plate as my tears began to drip into it.

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To be continued.