The Decision: Part 3

"Hey, where's Randy and Alana?" John asked as he woke up.

"Alana had to go. So, Randy offered to drive her home." Dave said taking a sip of his coffee.

"Oh." John said with a disappointed look on his face.

"Jealous?" Jay asked chuckling a little bit.

"Of what?"

"That Randy is spending time with Alana."

"No." John said looking at the floor.

"Liar." Stacy replied.

"How am I a liar? If I was jealous that would mean I like her."

"Not necessarily, but now that you mention it you do act weird around her."

"I do not Trish, I don't act weird around her, and I don't like her." John said getting a little agitated by everyone saying he liked Alana.

Meanwhile in the Car

"Abuse?"

"Yeah, Steve started abusing me right after my brother died."

"And your mom didn't do anything?" Randy asked with a concerned look on his face as he continued to drive to her house.

"No, she let him. You see she blamed me for Robbie's death. And she let him abuse me in every way possible." Alana said turning to face Randy her blue eyes locking with his.

"What do you mean?"

"He hit me all the time, he's broken my arm and he…he…"

"He what?"

"He raped me."

Trish's Hotel Room

"Whatever, John."

"Don't whatever me, Trish, I don't."

"Okay, there's no need for you to get all defensive." Trish said putting her hands up in defeat.

"I'm not getting defensive, I'm saying the truth."

"Whatever." Dave said smiling.

At Alana's House

As Randy and Alana pulled up to her house she was relieved to not see Bryan's car in the driveway. "Maybe he didn't come home last night." She thought to herself. Randy noticed the far away look on Alana's face and wondered what she was thinking.

"You okay?" He asked waving his hand in front of her face.

"Yeah, I'm fine. So… um… thanks for driving me here. Bye." Alana said as she opened the door and got out of the car. But before she could shut the door Randy called her name.

"Alana?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you have a boyfriend? Or are you seeing anyone?" He asked trying not to sound to hopeful.

"Yeah, actually I do."

"Oh, okay, just wondering. Is he nice?"

"Yeah, his name is Bryan, and he cares about me, loves me, and treats me like an actual person unlike my mom did when I was little." She answered trying to sound at least a little convincing.

"Okay, well bye."

"Bye, Randy." Alana said as Randy drove away.