Bleeding hearts

Chapter Eleven

we arrived at the restaurant which was really small and had a cozy feeling to it and surprisingly there was massive crowd 

"hey Dean "a petite gorgeous brunette greeted him touching his arm and batted her fake eyelashes at him ignoring me completely which made me really irritated "long time no seen ,we missed you here "she said using a fake pout

Dean looked uncomfortable trying to step away from the brunette "hey Dina ,busy tonight eh ?"he shouted trying to be heard over the hum of the crowd

"always "she winked "sit anywhere you want "then she leaned forward"i get off at midnight "she whispered loud enough for me to hear

"i'm on a date Dina "he hissed looking angry ,he should be ,i'm two seconds from leaving his ass here and canceling this date

"Oh okay "she scurried away ,her face flushed with embarrassment

"come here often ?"i asked ,annoyance keeling me

he sighed "sorry about that" he put his hand on the small of my back leading us to a small booth in the far end of the room

i looked over the menu ignoring Dean's gaze because i'm still extremely irritated and i'm contemplating if i should just stop this before it goes too far

a shadow fell over our table and i looked up finding Dina "are you ready to order ?"she asked her focus on Dean only ,God this girl never quit

"i'll take my usual "he replied not bothering to be polite ,he turned to me "Addison ,what do you want ?"he reached across the table taking my hand in his ,if this is his way to make me feel better it's already working ,and according to the scowl aimed my way by Dina i guess she got the message too

"i'll have the Asian salad please "i ordered and she left without a word

i watched as Dean relaxed in his seat ,his eyes never leaving mine "So tell me Addison ,what's your story ?"

"believe me it's boring "i said casting my eyes away to hide the truth i never intend to reveal  

"i highly doubt that "he said with a narrowed gaze those blue eyes studying me and i feel like he can see right through me "okay ,let's start simple .where are you from ?"

"Boulder city LA "i answered without asking him the same

"you're not going to ask me ?"he raised his eyebrow

"Em told me you live here in New York "

he nodded looking at the table "i'm sure she told you that i'm adopted "he peered at me from under those eyelashes and i just nodded not knowing if i should say sorry or not

"she just told me you're adopted but not the whole story "i leaned into the table with interest

"my real parents were from north California "he swallowed seeming to have a hard time talking about them "i was ten years old when they died in a fire "

i reached across the table for his hand and he grabbed mine holding it tight "i'm so sorry"

he laughed and it was odd and cold "don't be "he ran small circles on the inside of my palm "they weren't the nicest people "he looked up "is it normal to hate your parents so much you feel happy when they die? "his stare was so intense i knew he wanted me to understand what he's saying

"the people we love sometimes disappoint us so much that we can't do anything except hate them "i shrugged

he studied me a little seeming to think about something "what about your parents ?"