From here to the Moon and Back

16 "You know it's not a date,"

The road to the restaurant was pleasant. We listened to the radio and talked about loose subjects.

FP parked at Pop's and after a while we went inside. There were surprisingly many people today, but FP apparently got along with Pop because we had a table without problems.

I sat against FP and smiled. I picked up a menu card and started browsing it. Actually, I didn't know why I did it because I knew the menu by heart.

"So, burger with a double cheese, sweet potatoes with cream sauce, latte on soy milk and a berry shake." and I looked at him with a smile.

"Where do you remember that?" I laughed softly.

"I have a memory for details," he replied.

After a while Pop came to us.

"My favorite couple. What can I get to you?" he asked and pulled a notebook out of his pants pocket.

We looked at each other with FP and then at Pop.

"We're not together, Pop," I said, and he sighed.

"It's a pity, you would be a good couple," he muttered, and I blushed..

"So the same as always?" he asked after a moment of silence, and nods from FP nodded.

"The same as always, Pop. Thanks," said FP. When pop left, I sighed quietly.

"You know it's not a date," I said firmly, and he nodded his head.

"Of course not, it's just a meeting of two people in love with each other for dinner. This has nothing to do with the date," he replied with an ironic smile, and I turned my eyes.

"I'm not in love with you, Forysthe" I shrugged and started to play with a napkin. I was a little stressed.

"In that case I don't love you either," he answered. Hearing these words, my heart beat harder.

"You said for the first time that you love me," I looked at him.

"I don't love you," he growled.

"So, why you say something that isn'r true? You must not lie", I shrugged.

"The only thing I'm dreaming about is to go with you to that damn toilet and fuck you. Do you want it?" he asked, and I bit my lip.

His eyes made shiver going down my spine. It was crazy. Butterflies in my stomach started to move and I felt blush on my cheeks. I took a deep brat and smile at him. I was thirsty of sex. I wanted to slept with FP but I knew it wasn't right for his mariage. But tonight... When his eyes looked at me with desire I couldn't refuse him.

"Yes." I replied briefly. After a while, FP grabbed my hand and went to the toilet with me.

When we came back our food was already on the table. As if never we started eating food.

A moment later, something I remembered for the rest of my life happened. Gladys and Jellybean entered the restaurant. The fork fell out of my hand. Gladys came up to us.

"You see, Jellybean, this is what your father doing in his spare time, instead of spending time with you, he spends time with his lover," said Gladys with a smile of satisfaction.

FP rose from the slope and looked at Gladys badly.

"What are you doing here? You leave without a word and come back only to confuse me again in my life?" he came to her.

His attitude was dangerous. I was terrified. I wanted to get out of here, but as soon as I stood up, Gladys grabbed my arm. I looked at her sad and confused.

"Don't be ashamed to be such a bitch? You have no conscience? You destroyed our marriage and you are responsible for it" she shouted in my face and I with tears in my eyes moved away from her.

"No, the only person who destroyed our marriage is you, Gladys!" FP pointed to it with his finger.

When they started to argue, I looked at Jellybean who was standing next to Gladys. I saw that she didn't want to be here. I saw that she was sad, but I didn't know why. I was curious if she hated me.

After a short moment, Pop came to us and tried to divide Gladys with the FP.

I stepped away from them and looked at the people who were sitting in the boxes and looking at the whole situation.

I sighed quietly and with tears in my eyes I left the restaurant. Great.

I didn't have a car. I decided to walk. Half an hour is enough to rethink everything and calm down.