The Mental Disorder

Chapter 22

"Chandler, this is an awfully long car ride. Are we lost?" I asked a little anxious.

He chuckled softy. "Just keep your eyes closed."

"I can't wait much longer, are we there yet?" I asked. I needed to stretch out my legs badly.

"Just wait baby girl, please." He sounded stressed.

"What's on your mind?" I asked, trying hard to fight down the chills his nickname started.

"I just don't know if you'll like the night I planned." He said. I felt for his hand and gripped it.

"I'm sure whatever surprise it is, i'll love it. As cheesy as I sound." I said.

He laughed. "Your cute." Earning him a bright smile.

Suddenly I felt the car stop and the driver side door open and close. Then my door opened. I was lead out the car and instructed to open my eyes.

In front of me was a tall restaurant named È il Rossi's! It was absolutely gorgeous. It had large wide widows with gold frames. Every color from the rainbow as flowers lined up against the sidewalk leading up to the place. I could already smell the delicious foods, it was amazing.

"I'm hoping you like it?" Chandler asked nervously.

"Are you kidding me? I love it! What is this place?" I asked excited.

He scratched the back of his neck and said, "It's my family restaurant, remember when I said that I was Italian? Well yea we own an Italian restaurant but I'm only half, the other half I'm white." He rambled off adorably, blushing after he realized he was talking a lot.

"What's the restaurants name in English?" I asked excitedly. I have never been to an Italian place before, I usually go to fat American restaurants like McDonald's.

"It stands for 'It's the Rossi's'." He said looking down.

"I love it! I never had Italian before! And it looks so beautiful! And i can already smell the foods!" I said with my mouth watering.

"Do you really like it? Or are you just trying to make me feel better?" He asked studying my face.

I rested my hand on his cheek and looked into his eyes. Which I usually hated doing to people but I guess he was an exception. His death date actually gave me a sense of comfort, which was really weird and never happened. "Stop worrying I absolutely love it! Thank you for bring me here." I said ending my pep talk to him with a kiss on the cheek.

"Alright cool." He said with bright eyes. He grabbed my hands and led me to the restaurant.

After getting our reserved table I noticed that the place was completely empty.

"Where is everyone?" I questioned.
"I,uh reserved the whole resultant for tonight. So we could get privacy." He said blushing a bit.

I couldn't help but stop smiling. "God, your adorable."

"Not as much as you sweetheart." He said raising his eyebrow.

One of the perks of being black is you can't see us blush. It comes in handy sometimes. I cleared my voice "So what are you ordering?" I said looking at the menu.

"Oh you know the usual." He said causally.

I peered at him through my eye lashes. "And what might that be?"

"The Italian baked chicken and Pastina. How about you?" He throw the question back at me.

"I haven't really decided yet. What's like really good here?" I asked.

"Uh can you be more specific?" He asked chuckling.

"I don't know what to order there are so many options! I'm overwhelmed. You know what I'm gonna have Margherita! That's a Napoleon pizza right? You can never go wrong with pizza." I asked and answered my own questions.

He just looked at me with a fainted look and laughed.

"What?" I asked pouting.

"What's the pint of you asking questions if your just going to answer them yourself?" He asked me.

"I voice my thought okay? That's just my process!" I defended myself.

"Whatever you say principessa." He say with a think Italian accent.

Chills ran down my back. "Lemme guess that means queen?" I asked.

He gave me a weird look. "It means princess Jade, I though that was obvious."

"Than you have incorrect information about me I'm obviously a queen." I said smiling.

He smiled and grabbed my hand. "My mistake Regina." Kissing my hand afterwards. Goosebumps arose on my arms and back. Involuntary shivering earning me a smirk feel him.

After he ordered our food we actually started to get to know each other. I figured out he also has a 16 year old sister and 14 year old younger brother, I really thought he only had a older brother. I found out that the complications that he was talking about to me earlier this month.

His younger sister was walking to a nearby park to meet up with chandler. Long story short she was almost raped but chandler showed up right before it happened. He ended up killing the guy. He went to jail but got out because of a mistrial or something, chandler didn't go over the details much on that part. So he stayed with his brother in Florida to get a fresh start then come back. I mean I guess you have to come home at some point.

My good mood dissipated at that thought. I think I was homesick. I quickly focused on the man in front of me. I don't how I feel knowing that this man took lives with his bear hands. What if he snapped on me?

"What are you thinking in that beautiful mind of yours?" He asked looking up at me from his food.

"Uh," I said quickly thinking of something. "I'm just confused on how your parents could run the apartment building and this restaurant?" I asked.

"We have a lot of family Jade. My uncle runs it sometimes and other times it's my grandmother. It rotates. No one really owns it, it's just owned by our family. " he explained to me."

"He seems so nice and gentle. I feel like he would never hurt me, but he took more than one mans life! Could I ever be with that? Not to mention he smokes. Maybe I could still be interested in Blake? He was cute and caring. And no blood on his hands. Not that u know of at least. Oh god, I already told my dad about Chandler though.

Dammit! I don't know what to do.

As I finished we finished our delicious food, Chandler started to look at me again.

"Why do you staring at me? Is there something in my teeth?" I asked feeling self conscious.

"Nah, it's just your eyes are very captivating." He said.

"Cheesy." I said smiling.

"Are you done? With your food because there's a part two to this date." He said.

"Really? I'm ready them. Lay it on me!" I said excitedly.

"All right but you have to close your eyes again. It's a surprise." He said as he grabbed my hand.

I closed my eyelids. What if he's leading me to my death? Is he going to sneak if I don't like his surprise? Fuck. What am I doing I'm going on a date with an insane man, that killed! Why did I do that? I think I felt bad for him.

Oh god, I'm going to die.

I felt him pick me up and carry my bridal style. "What are you doing." I said nervously giggling.

"You'll see." He said simply.

I have a gut feeling that he's going to knife me right here on the floor.

Why did I have to go on a date with a murderer?

Authors note:
So do you guys want Jade and Chandler together of Jade and Blake? I don't know what to do right now. 😅😂
Bye for now.👋🏾✌🏾️