My Best Friend's Mom Too

Ch.24: Confidential Confrontation

Cassidy's P.O.V:

Unfortunately, Olivia only let it keep her away from her work for a day, and she went off to officially file the restraining order against Jason after eating a lovely breakfast. This meant I too would be forced to return to my daily rituals, sitting through classes, not being home all day, with a particularly annoying itch behind my brain in the voice of Jason.

Olivia's presence was always with me to overpower it, but it was there. I couldn't stop thinking about him, what he might do, what those whispers really were.

Clearly he was a deranged individual, but was he so crazed that he would go that far? To actually do something, something he couldn't take back. If he was, a simple restraining order wouldn't stop him at that point, it would already be too late.

I fucking hate being late, especially when the consequences are so... dire.

This lead me to an impasse. I could either ignore that itch at the back of my brain, or give in and scratch it. But what would scratching it really mean?

Y'see, despite how jumbled my mind gets, I can remember things pretty well, for the most part, and one of the things I couldn't help but remember as it passed through my vision, was the license plate to Jason's truck. Now that I had it memorized, etched onto a special spot of my brain, what would I do with it?

Track him down, follow him home if he wasn't already... then.

That's where my thinking usually stopped in fear of where it might go. The only solution my simple mind could think to do was... not legal, and not in my immediate interests either. I'm not some killer, and I can control myself to an extent, but fuck... he knows how to build an anger within me like no other.

I held off from more thinking, and what I might do if I actually found him, and instead focused on the food infront of me, along with my friends around the big round table.

"Lots on the mind?" Wendy asks beside me. I don't notice right away, but nod as soon as it registers.

"Same stuff I mentioned before." I said in reference to the Jason scenario in general, which we told all our friends about, but no mention of my specific thoughts toward him. The only one who probably knew the extent of my thoughts was Olivia, because she has likely had many similar thoughts throughout her life of being with him. But looking at Wendy's face, I knew that she knew my anger would be a tough beast to rear back.

My back is what she slid her hand across in efforts to console or temper me. "I'll be fine, it's just tough." I say, not wanting to give too much away.

I recognize how obtuse I can be at times, so I kept a keen mind on every emotion I let slip through. If anything was out of wack, there could be more questions, questions I couldn't comprehend the answers to. Luckily she didn't share any more questions for now, but instead fell back into the natural cycle of the day with me, finishing our lunch and attending our last couple classes. Before long we would be out...

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As much fun as I usually have with my friends, I simply could not focus on anything else throughout the day.

It was a constant battle in my mind between hating Jason and loving Olivia. The thought of him was just a bug beneath my skin I couldn't scratch out. Only her shining smile and soothing words could keep me sane. But it apparently wasn't enough, because once I dropped off Daisy, instead of jumping out and running inside our cozy home, I turned around and hit the road.

I didn't exactly know where I was going, but pulled over at a gas station and bought an energy drink before researching how to find a vehicle through its license plate.