Just Go With It

"Im sorry."

"It's whatever, Jason." I mumbled, leaning my back against the back of the seat.

"Why are you so angry, it's not like I fucked her!" He yelled, hitting the steering wheel.

     Let's say I walked out of school today to find Jason all hugged up with the girl that hates me the most and aims to make my life hell...Kimberly. They were literally leaning against his car when I walked out. With his hands resting on her waist and her arms on his shouldered with them both lauging. I was angry. Jason is MY boyfriend.

"How would you feel if you seen Kyle with his arms wrapped around me?" I asked angrily. Taking a look at him, seeing his jaw clenching as well as his hands roughly tightened around the steering wheel.

"I'd beat the shit out of him." He snarled. Pressing the gas harder.

"Exactly, so if I can't do it why can you?" I retorted. He ignored my question making me scoff.

"She's just an ex, I don't want her." He mumbled.

"Yeah? And so is Caleb." I responded.

"Carter, I swear-"

"Swear to what, Jason?" I snapped.

"Thanks for the ride." I mumbled, quickly exiting his car. I heard his door shut as well and I quickened my pace. Walking inside the house I was a few seconds too late to shut my door; as it remained cracked due to Jason's foot.

"Leave me alone. Go talk to that fucking bitch" I huffed, trying to shut the door still but it didn't budge.

"Stop cussing at me! Why are you so angry!" He raised his voice a bit.

"Unless your dick reaches your belly button, lower your voice when you talk to me. I don't want to talk to you so leave!" I yelled back, making him tug at his hair.

"Carter? Is that you?" I heard a male voice behind me. Taking a look behind me, I noticed my dad.

"Hey dad." I gave him a small smile, waving at him. I was distracted by my dad which resulted in Jason getting into my house.

"Hi Jason" he gave him a small wave and Jason did the same. He walked back into the kitchen with his coffee cup in his hands.

"Can you leave?" I mumbled not giving him a chance to give me a sorry excuse for why he was all up on that whore.

"I didn't mean to make you feel like that. I wasn't flirting with her I promise...I'm sorry." He sighed.

"It's too late now to say sorry." He gripped my chin, forcing me to look up at him.

"I really am sorry." He told sincerely. He leaned down to capture my lips in a kiss but I turned so his lips landed on my cheek. He looked sad but I didn't care. I was sad too or maybe it was because of my period I was all over the place with my emotions. Finally he walked out of my house, making me let out a satisfied sigh. I make my way into the kitchen and see my dad sitting on a bar stool reading the newspaper.

"Hey dad!". I squeaked giving him a hug.

"How's my little girl?" He smiled, patting my head.

"I'm good. Kind of stress with all the graduation stuff going on. Other than that I'm good pops." I smiled, grabbing an apple and taking a seat from the bar stool across from him.

"Don't remind me. I'm not ready to see you leave." He joked but I knew he was serious. Every time I brought up college or graduation he'd go from all happy papa to sad papa and he'd try to change the subject.

"So I decided that I'm going to the navy." I said seriously, clasping my hands together. He dropped his newspaper and stared at me hard.

"Hell no. I refuse to let you go to some damn military. You may be old enough to make your own decisions but I'd be damned if I let you go so I'm making this decision for you." He spoke quickly, making it hard for me to keep my straight face.