At his voice I close my eyes and try not to get scared, so I don't stop and slam the door behind me, which worries me a little, knowing how impulsive Alex is. I could expect the worst from him.
But I empty my head of these thoughts and go to the car in the courtyard: like a fool I expect that idiot to leave the house at any moment and stop me, and then tell me that he has changed his mind and wants to accompany me, but I also learned not to delude myself with him.
Maybe I'm starting to lose patience, maybe my mother was right: I've always given him the precedence in everything, I've always lowered myself towards him and he knows it, and then he thinks about rewarding with sex, but from now on things will change ...
I turn on the car and drive away at full speed.
I open the window, suddenly feeling terribly hot, regardless of the fact that I am very delicate and could get sick in the blink of an eye.
I run my tongue between dry lips, trying to hide my sadness, especially when I reach the French restaurant at the address John sent me by text.
"I can't believe it! »-I roll my eyes and get an angry face when John appears at the door of the restaurant and looks behind me, towards the car left in the parking lot.
"What? »- I ask in a low voice, already knowing the answer.
"Where is Alex? "- he asks, making me feel worse than before.
"At home. Apparently it's more interesting than spending time with me. »- I moan in a low voice, as we enter the place.
"Look on the bright side, we're both alone tonight. »-he wraps an arm around my shoulders, then smile back, consoling me a little bit.
"Why? "
"Andrew had to work."-he admits, which makes me angry again:
"Alex had to watch TV." - I hit between my teeth.
"Come on, it'll be an interesting dinner. You haven't seen the primary's son yet! »- I raise my eyes to the sky, as we finally reach the table close to the door of the restaurant.
The first figure I notice is that of the surgeon, so I approach him:
«Best wishes doctor! »-I smile at him with a gentle tone.
«Good evening, Clara, thank you daughter. Get ready to take my place. "-he starts insisting on that samn job, so I hasten to reply:
"You're still young, boss, stop complaining!" - I try to console him, even though he had to leave the hospital about four years ago.
I start to leave, but he stops me:
"Clara, wait, this is my son."- he raises his tone, so I follow his hand which points few steps away from me.
At first my smile widens as I see Louis getting closer, but then I remember how Alex treated him, so I blush slightly.
Louis's eyes move from me to his father, then snap back in my direction:
"Clara? What are you doing here?" - he approaches me with a big smile that makes me feel good, making me understand that at least he doesn't feel bad for the other day.
"I work for your father. "- I take a look at his father, who looks at us perplexed:
«Did you already know each other?"-the old man asks.
"Yes ..." - I begin to explain, but then he receives a call and hurries away suddenly.
"So you're Carl's son. »- I observe raising my chin and crossing my arms.
"It's not a nice thing, believe me. »- he rolls his eyes, snorting.
"Better to have him as a father than as a boss.- I say in a low voice, while he laughs in response and raises his hands in a joking way.
"I'm going to take my seat. »-I say after a while, already seeing the waiters around the table.
I greet him with one hand, and then reach my seat next to John, not without saying hello to the other colleagues first, of course.
«Did you knowthat man ?! »-my friend whispers close to my ear.
"He's a very nice guy, he's Juliet's teacher. "-I nod at my same words to convince him
«Then next time I'll take Juliet to school."-he has the courage to say, so I nudge him, then run my hand through his hair to foolish him.
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