Take Away Chapter 3
We got in the car and drove all the way to the I-HOP. I got out of the car when we arrived, went around the driver's side, and opened the door for Paige. I kissed her cheek and we walked hand and hand into the restaurant. "Now, I've got to go to the girls room, so pick us a booth. Make sure you find one that has plenty of strawberry syrup in the condiments tray." She kissed my cheek, "Also, don't get one that has sticky goodness all over the seat and table, ok?" She smiled at me then walked over to the bathroom door.
I found a half-suitable booth and sat down. Just as I did so I saw Jay and one of his friends walk in. "Shit," I said, covering my face with my hand.
"Oh, look. If it isn't the lesbo herself," Jay sneered, offering his chin closer to Alex's fist.
"What the hell do you want, Jay?" Alex questioned, "Why the hell are you even here?"
"Me and my boy are here to get some breakfast. Where's your little play-mate?"
"None of your business asshole." I growled, looking over to the shady guy behind Jay.
"I bet you two together are hot." The man asked, moving out of Jay's shadow. "Wonder what she looks like."
"I'm back," Paige announced, oblivious to who was in front of her.
"Spirit? You're a lesbo and you didn't tell me?" It was now obvious who this character was and I got up and slugged him hard with a right hook, pinning his face against the sticky table with her fist.
"Don't you fucking talk to her!" I shouted, the whole restaurant staring at us now.
"Oh, Dean, was your one night stand, Paige? Miss Queen Bee of Degrassi?" Jay rolled his eyes, grabbing me and pulling me backwards.
"Oh my god…" Paige looked over to Dean and stared. "Why are you even here?"
I got up and watched Dean closely. One wrong move could send him straight to the hospital.
"Well Spirit, if you must know my every move, I met this guy Jay outside of the fraternity, that you countlessly want to embarrass me at." He folded his arms around his chest tightly. The smug look appearing so effortlessly across his face.
"You're not suppose to be within 30 feet of me, remember restraining order?" she swallowed, opening her cellphone to dial 911.
Dean looked around, then ducked towards Paige, whispering in her ear, "Look, you want to play hardball fine. But I'm in your head you stupid little," He couldn't finish his sentence, because I had my fist dug deep into his gut. He doubled over, looked up at Paige, then staggered towards the door. Jay followed soon behind, pulling on his shades and looking around embarrassed as the rest of the restaurant went on about their business.
"Are you ok?" I wrapped my arms around Paige's waist, as she started to sob on my shoulder, hanging up her phone.
"We should just go. I want to leave now Alex." She cried against my neck and I nodded, leading her back to her car.