Dominance

Honesty

Kylie's POV:

It was about 1:45 in the afternoon and I still haven't seen or found Jason yet. Thoughts flooded my mind constantly so I began focusing on the sounds of nature. Oh, Did I mention that i'm allowed special visits outside (In the backyard), just as long as i'm supervised...like i'm some 7 year old helpless child. oh well.

Listening to the birds chirping and the leaves rattling in the light breeze, Taking this all in felt nice. Breathing slowly in through my nose and out through my mouth, I was mentally preparing for what was to come.

'I wish I could go out and find Jason and talk to him about Kim. I also can't believe that he just ran out of the bathroom like that only to disappear into thin air.' I thought to myself while shaking my head. I don't have a clue about the first place Jason would've ran off too.
It could've been a Bar, a Club or even worse gotten himself in jail somehow.

I was sitting in their back yard re-thinking today's events so far. Thinking back to Bruce, what he said and how they all acted in there.

"Did I do something wrong??" I muttered to myself not expecting a response from anyone. Much less did I think anyone could hear me talking. 

2 Minutes of silence later and I heard a rough, scruffy voice chip out behind me, "No.... you didn't. At least I don't think you meant too".

My eyes widened and my body froze, so spooked by the fact that I didn't even hear anyone walk up behind me.

Jason's back.

Jason's POV

"I have to stop being so crazy obsessed over my ex. I've gotta stop doing this shit to myself!!" I spoke out into existence angrily as I drove down the muggy road in my matte black chevy cruise.

'the past is the past, the past is the past, don't let anything haunt you."

HOOONKKKKK HONNK HONK !!!

I just about shit myself when the cars behind me starting honking up a shit storm because I guess I had dazed off at the red light.

Feeling my body fill with rage I rolled my window down and poked my head out screaming, "YEAH COME FUCK WITH ME PLEASE IM NOT IN THE MOOD TODAY BUDDY!!" venom dripping with every word.
Nobody talks to Jason McCann like he's anybody's bitch.

I sped off about half a mile until I pulled into the parking space that resided at the local bar. Well, one of them at least.

I just had to get a drink in me. This weight on my shoulders felt all too familiar.

A loud huff omitted from my lungs while I ran my fingers through my hair and slung my seatbelt off obviously not giving a fuck to the normal, naked eye.

It didn't look like anyone was really here considering it was still morning time. I felt the chilly breeze against the back of my neck and chills immediately shot down my spine. I quickly grabbed the large handled door and swung it open, revealing the inside of the local bar and lounge.

A smirk formed against my face, "Hah, I was right". Barely a soul filled the room as I walked inside. All I wanted was a drink or 2 to take the edge off, I was stressing.

'Why does Kim still have to haunt my everyday living life?' I thought to myself. My eyes scanned over the primarily open bar stools, randomly choosing one to sit at.

The bar attendee today was ole Ronald. Everyone calls him Ole Ronald because he's been around since god knows when. Everybody knows him and He knows just about everyone in this town. Nothing gets past Ole Ronnie.