Mental Institution

7

  Me and Jason pull up to a diner called Rose's. "Jason I can't go in there. Look at what I'm wearing!" I say as I also take note that I am in fact in pj's and fluffy slippers.
"It's fine no one knows you here anyway" I nod before following Jason's lead and getting out of the car. We quickly walk into the little 90-styled diner and sit in the back, with a closed off booth. "Pick something off the menu. I'll be back in a minute. Don't try to run, all though I think you have a lot more common sense for your own safety" Jason whispers before standing up and walking over the the counter. I take note in what the woman serving looks like. She's an oldish woman with grey hair, around the age of 60, she looks like the type of grandma who, when you'd walk through the door of her house there's a fresh batch of cookies ready and she gives you some to take home. I miss my grandma and my mom.. I mean every Christmas, me, mommy and daddy would go to grandmas and she'd always cook the nicest Christmas dinner and then she'd make a Christmas pudding. Then all four of us would curl up on the sofa and watch the Grinch. I smile at the memory and then I notice Jason walking back with two cups in his hands.
"This is Rose's home-made hot chocolate" Jason says as he places a cup opposite me and brings his to his lips before looking at the waitress who just came over "What do you want?" She asks with an attitude. "A plate of pancakes and a plate of waffles. Make them quick" Jason replies back with more attitude than the waitress used. The girl sighs before turning around and making our orders.
"Can I ask you something?" "You just did. Do you want to ask something else or was that it?" I roll my eyes with a slight smile causing Jason to smirk. "How isn't anyone panicking now that they can see your face?" "The people working here are also a part of my gang, they all know I'm still alive" I nod my head in understanding as the waitress comes back out and places mine and Jason's food opposite us. "Attitude Carissa" Jason warns. Fear flashes through 'Carissa's' eyes before she smiles slightly and walks away. Jason doesn't even acknowledge the fact that the waitress just smiled at him as he has already dug into his food. I stare at him for some unknown reason, he's captivating. The way his jaw tenses as he chews or the way his eyes scan over his food. I should be scared in his presence but I'm not even in the slightest bit. I think about six months ago if you told me I would be in a diner having food with Jason McCann whilst also being pregnant with his child.. I would of laughed. Obviously, Jason has been 'dead' for five months now so six months ago I feared him but now the only fear I have is when he's angry and so far I don't plan on making him angry at me in any way possible.
Jason looks up at me suddenly with his eyebrow furrowed.
"Why are you starting at me and not eating?" he questions, curiosity filled in his voice. I can't let him know that I'm not that scared of him other wise surely he'll make me regret that.
"I-I uh nothing, I was just thinking about Elane and how it must be hard for her" Jason shrugs before continuing to eat his food. I look at mine and pick up my utensils before digging in.
The baby must appreciate me eating as I feel him/her move around, I giggle at the feeling before standing up and following Jason to the cash machine where he proceeds to pay for both our meals.
"What you giggling about?" He questions as we walk out of the diner door. "The baby moved and it tickled" Jason rolls his eyes jokingly before getting in his car and starting it up. I quickly get in and buckle up because knowing Jason if I wasn't in the car soon enough he would just drive off and I don't trust him enough yet to not buckle up.. I say 'yet' I mean ever.. he's a reckless driver and I bet he's crashed many times.
As we were in the car I gasp suddenly as I feel a light little kick from the baby. This is the first ever kick I've felt and I must say.. it felt magical, strange but magical. Jason looks at me fully alerted before furrowing his eyebrows and turning his attention back to the road, I now notice though were stopped at a red light.
"The baby just kicked" "Really?" "Yeah it's the first time it's ever kicked" I say as I place a hand on my stomach before continuing "It felt nice I guess" "Is the baby still kicking?" Jason questions and I nod my head slowly whilst smiling down at my little formed bump. "C-can I feel?" Jason stutters as he holds out his hand slightly. He looks... Vulnerable. I inwardly scoff.. Jason McCann is not vulnerable. At all. But any way I slowly place my hand over Jason's before bringing it towards my stomach and where my..our child is kicking.
As Jason's hand is on my stomach there is suddenly a much softer kick as though the baby is snuggling against Jason's hand. Jason must feel it as well as he looks at my stomach and smiles slightly.
I stare at Jason as he stares at my stomach which holds our child. Imagine having a family with Jason? I mean he does look as though he cares for this baby already. I guess it could happen who knows he may change once the baby is bor-
Suddenly I am brought out of my fantasy world by a car horn behind us. Jason suddenly pulls his hand away sternly and slams it onto the wheel before pulling off from the red- now green- traffic light.
I simply remove my hand from my stomach and place it on my thighs.
It's not long before we head home and when we do and the car is parked in the garage, Jason suddenly jumps out of his car and into the house, not saying a word or even giving me a glance. What's happened to him since he was feeling my stomach about an half hour ago? The boy is defiantly bi-polar I'm telling you!
I sigh and walk into the house, as I walk through the kitchen and into the living room I see Elane, Mike her husband, Lauren, Alex, Pattie, Jeremy and Jason watching what looks like to be the news.
'Yes, 16-year-old Danielle Jones has escaped from Rivers dale Mental Institution just two months after being sent there claiming Jason McCann had raped her and that he was still alive. If you see this girl please contact the authorities immediately as she may be a danger to you or herself. Back to you in the studio Dave' Jason then turns to look at me with a cold hard glare before storming towards me. "My everything could be blown because of you! You stupid worthless silly little girl!!" He shouts as he pushes me harshly into the wall behind me. Everyone gasps before Jeremy and Alex pull him away before he could do more damage. "Son, I think you need to calm down!" "Calm down?! Are you fucking serious right now dad?! Everything we've worked for, the fake death, bombings, money, robberies could all blow up for shit because of her!!" I walk back to the wall closer as tears brim my eyes.
"If it wasn't for you Jason, she wouldn't be in this mess!!" Jeremy shouts. "Are you forgetting who is in charge right now? Let me remind you, old man. It's me and I don't give a fuck what you say but Danielle and that damn bastard baby mean shit to me! I should of killed her when I had the chance!!"
I blink back the tears before pushing Jason away and running up the stairs and into the spare bathroom. Minutes later I hear the front door slam and a car pull away, giving me the sign someone went out and my best bet is Jason. But I know one thing for sure and that is to get the hell away from him before things get any worse.