Chapter 4,

 

Me, Trent and Sierra arrived at the clothing store the next morning. Yes I drag him to the clothing store every day. I parked the car and got out and Trent and Sierra got out the other side. I walked to the other side with them.

"Tie your shoe, baby." Trent said looking down at Sierra. We watched her as she did it. It was quite cute.

"Good job." I said hugging her. She hugged me back and giggled cutely. When I stood up and turned I locked eyes with someone I hoped I never would. My eyes watered at the very sight of him. Of Jason. I knew the man since I was sixteen. He stared back at me with fascination on his face. Trent looked in the direction I looked in. "Do you know that guy?" He asked.

I nodded slowly. "Yeah...I-I do." I whispered. Jason slowly walked to us. He looked at me. "Renee. Wow. How are you?"

I was still in shock. "Umm.....I'm-I'm great. And you?"

"Exactly how I use to be." He said smirking.

Trent cleared his throat to draw attention towards him. Jason smiled. "Oh...I'm sorry. I'm Jason." Trent shook his hand as Jason held it out. "Trent." He said nodding.

Jason smiled down at Sierra. "She's beautiful." He said.

"A little too young. Don't you think?" I asked. Jason sighed.

"I'm sorry how do you two know each other?" Trent asked. I bit my lip and looked down at the ground.

"Well.....me and Renee were very good friends. We met...on the night of the town."

"No offence but you look old enough to be her father." Trent said smirking.

Jason nodded. "Oh I know. And that made everything....interesting."

Trent narrowed his eyes. "What does that mean?" He asked.

I looked at him. "Can I meet you two in the store please? I asked. Trent glanced at Jason before looking at me. "Sure." He said as grabbed Sierra's hand and led her through the double doors.

Jason smiled at me. "Hmm....He seems nice." He said.

"Yeah, he is. Very nice." I replied.

"Why haven't you ever called me after all this time?" He asked.

"Because I moved on with my life after my mother said I should."

"Your mother. You hated your mother for keeping us apart." He said.

"I don't want to talk about it Jason. My husband is in the store probably pissed at me right now for staying out here and talking to you while he's in the clothing store which he hates."

"I want to see you for dinner sometime."

"No." I said.

"Still as irritating as you were when you were sixteen. It pissed me off but at the same time....it turns me on."

"Well you don't turn me on anymore. Can you leave now please?"

"Fine. I'll leave as long as you promise to have dinner with me."

I laughed. "My husband and my child are in there, why would I have dinner with you?"

"Because...I took your virginity. I deserve a reward."

"I gave you plenty of rewards." I said walking away. Jason followed me and grabbed my hand. "Please...dinner?" He asked. I stared into his eyes and saw the guy I fell in love with when I was sixteen and he was twenty-nine.

"Will lunch at two at Dean's diner get you to let go of me right now?"

"Yes. Yes. I'll see you then."

"Yeah." I walked into the store and walked up to Trent who was staring at me. "Who is he to you?" He asked.

I shrugged. "Just...an old friend."

"Really? What kind of old friend?"

"The kind of old friend who is an old friend. Stop acting suspicious."

"I can't help it. Some guy comes up to you clearly eye fucking you. Why?"

"He..He was not eyefucking me, Trent."

"He was. I could tell. I know what eyefucking looks like, I do it to you all the time."

"It's a look okay? It means nothing."

"Yeah right....Lets just get this shit over with." He said walking away from me. I soon followed after him.

He had every right to be pissed because what I did was rude. And I'm hardly a rude person....most of the time.

I bought Sierra nine outfits and a couple of headbands.

Trent bought whatever he wanted while not talking to me and I bought a few pairs of heels. Have to have them. Trent drove us back home. "Are you not going to talk to me?"

"What does it sound like?" He asked.

"Sounds like you just talked." I said.

Trent closed for his eyes. "Fuck." He muttered.

"Jason is just an old friend that I knew a while ago. It's nothing now. Leave it alone." I said.

"Nothing now? I doubt that. Tell me the truth."

"There's nothing to tell, Trent."

"Okay. We'll see."

 

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