Jase by Fields, J. (best fiction novels to read .TXT) 📗

woman who hates me and who I now hate. I tried to make breakfast and she literally stood in front of the cupboard and refused to move. She made my Dad cut up my tree before her family came and I can’t even begin to tell you how fucked up they are. She drags him around by the balls and he allows it. You know it’s not like she didn’t know he had kids, and I know we are not technically kids but grow the fuck up, Barbie. If you love him you accept all of him not just his wallet and whatever else he has got going on and I really don’t want to know any of that. So I’m going home, to be with my Mom because she loves me and accepts me. And none of that seems to matter, all pretty petty compared to the bombshell you just dropped. Let’s talk about you,” I finally breathed and he smiled.

“Let’s talk about you. I like that subject much better,” Jase turned left.

“No that’s it, that’s all I could take,” I watched his face and he started to laugh, “Not funny, Jase.”

“I would stay-- it’ll drive her crazy and make me very happy,” Jase smiled, “How about it?”

“No, I need to focus on school.”

“You’re on break.”

“So, I can stay here and be miserable or I can go home and…”

“Miss me?”

“Okay I’ve had it, does it feel good to know I missed you?”

“A little bit good,” he smirked.

He pissed me off. Freaking smug bastard. I looked out the window again, “Seriously Jase? We have passed the same freaking building four times, I’m not stupid.”

“No you’re not stupid Carly. Fine I’m not going to win this one am I?” Jase pulled onto a main road.

I didn’t answer.

His phone rang and he looked at the dash, and answered, “What the hell do you want?”

“Did you nail that yet?” Zandor’s voice came through the speaker.

“Goodbye,” Jase snapped.

“Wait ask her if she has ever heard the song Mary Moon,” Xavier laughed and so did the others.

“Jealous?” Jase tried not to laugh.

“Hell yeah!” Xavier laughed loudly.

Jase pressed the button ending the call, “Sorry about that.”

“What song are they talking about?”

“I really don’t want to talk about my brothers I want to talk about you,” Jase looked at me, “I have an hour to change your mind right?”

“The ticket has been exchanged. My mind is not changing. If anything I need to leave now more than I did before,” out loud voice again yep go figure. “You know what pisses me off Jase?”

“Well most of the time it’s me,” he shook his head, “But…”

“No it’s still you. I scheduled two days for moping around, one day a month that I spent thinking I meant something to you. Going through all the motions… you know, girl crap. Now I have to start all over because you just so happen to enjoy fucking with me. Could you at least go the speed limit, I don’t want to be in this vehicle with you,” I felt my hands start to shake and I knew he did too.

Jase pulled of the road and into a parking lot. I tried to open the door and he yanked my arm back towards him, “I didn’t leave you because I wanted to Carly. I left because I had to.”

“I really don’t care,” I looked away.

“I have one hour Carly before you need to go stand in line at the fucking airport running away from me.”

“You did…”

“You need to shut up and listen for ten fucking minutes Carly, just ten fucking minutes. I will start by saying, you promised your Mom you would finish school. I need you to promise me the same,” he looked at me.

“Are you kidding me?” I was sickened, “Do you think you have that much pull over me Jase? If you do… you’re crazy!”

“Carly, just listen for ten minutes please,” Jase scowled and looked down. “I should’ve told you this then. I thought I could walk away, I fucking did this for you.”

Okay he had me, “Ten minutes.”

“My ex’s father died. The fucker hated me. He has made my life hell for almost six years now. He blames her death on me, fuck so did I.” I watched as he took a deep breath. “He was my father’s commanding officer. If you’re not familiar with what that is, it means my father was his bitch even though he worked his way up and was a non-commissioned officer, he was still his bitch. Charlee, my ex, and I snuck around playing grab ass for two years. She was a year older than me, and she got pregnant. He forbid her to see me. Made threats about having fucking charges pressed because I was a minor. She went into labor way too fucking early and she died way too fucking young.” I immediately felt tears falling down the side of my face. “We had lawyers, my parents re-mortgaged the restaurant, twice. We sold the house and moved into a smaller one so we had more money for more lawyers. The furthest I ever got was supervised visits at a fucking shit hole place and then my father died. I couldn’t put my mother through anymore. I gave up hope. I begged her to leave it alone, not wanting that little girl to be raised without a mother and whose father was a fuck up,” he looked over at me and wiped tears off my face, “You okay?”

“Please tell me there is a happy ending.”

“Bitter sweet ending. I found this girl who made me want to stop being a fuck up. Stop running around with girls that I knew I would never love. I followed her ass to California and I left her, in a hotel. I pushed her away because I could not take being the one to ruin her dreams. This little brown haired blue eyed beauty took away the hurt like that,” he snapped his fingers and I smiled.