Friends & Paradise

Chapter 28 - Unagreeing (Jason's POV)

After my mom took Natasha with her to leave my dad and I alone, he walked over to his spot in his desk, and took a seat behind it. He then, motioned for me to sit in one of the chairs infront of him. I took a seat, and then looked at his hard glare. I knew I wasn't getting out of this one without a fight.

My parents, when I was little, taught me to fight for what I truly want. They introduced this to me when I was seven, and I had my first love. It wasn't really a love kind of thing, more like little-kid love, but I still felt something for the girl. Anyway, this girl, to me, was the most beautiful in all second grade. But the problem was, that she had a 'boyfriend', and this guy was a jerk. One day in the playground, I wanted to play with the girl, so I asked her to play with me, and she agreed. We were really having fun, up until when her boyfriend arrived and threw me off the see-saw we were in. I got home nearly crying that day, and my dad explained to me that you can't always get what you want, but I told him how much I wanted her and liked her, and that's when he said to me, 'son, you have to fight for something if you truly want it.' And that's what I did the next day; I went to school and found the girl's boyfriend and kicked the crap out of him. He ran crying to the nurse, and I won the girl.

"Okay, son, we've been over her before. Now, I want you to tell me, why did you bring her here?" My dad asked.

"Look, dad, I know that Natasha isn't your favorite person, but she can be. The thing is, I love her." I said.

"Jason, you know this girl after almost a week and you've already fell in love with her?"

"Dad, I know it's hard to believe, but--"

"But? Son, if you fell in love in almost a week, that isn't love. That is just lust. And I am very dissapointed in you if you are just using this girl just for that. Haven't your mom and I taught you anything?"

"Dad, Natasha and me are not together because of that! I find that disgusting that you'd see me as someone who'd do that."

"I can't say I'm sorry; lately, you haven't seem like my son."

"Who is your son? Because I'd like to know. Is it the guy who stays in his room basically the whole day and whenever he goes out people run away like he has some kind of desease just because of who I am? Or is it the guy who is fighting for what he truly wants, after his parents have taught him for eleven years to do this."

"My son is a boy who doesn't 'fall in love' with girls in less than a week. My son is a young man who goes out with people his father knows, and those people are just like him."

"No, dad, you got the wrong impression of me. The only reason why I used to go out with those losers, was because I didn't know they just wanted me for being your son; I thought they were really my friends because of me, but turns out they're not."

"Jason, that isn't true. You know those people like you for who you are."

"Dad, they don't. I mean, the last time I went out with them, paparazzi followed us, and instead of trying to get out of there, they just kept posing for the pictures for the paparazzi, and they dragged me to them."

"Because they wanted you to be in the picture with them."

"No, dad, they didn't! Out of all those guys who you thought were my best friends, none of those people know the real me. Out of all those girls I went out with, I never told a single one of them the things I tell Natasha, or they made me feel the way she does."

"Maybe you just--"

"Forget it, dad. I will never be one of them; no matter what you try. But that's just because I don't want to be one of them! The last thing I want is to be a fake Ken doll. I don't want to be that."