CHAPTER 11: Memories...

Ajax

"That son of a bitch!" I am at a dead stop in the hall as I stare at Randol talking to Celeste at her bedroom door. After about thirty seconds my jealousy piqued. She reaches up and kisses him on the cheek. My mouth falls open as I watch the smug asshole walk the opposite direction of me, to his room, fist pumping. What grown man does that? How can I even be jealous over a girl that doesn't even belong to me? Maybe it's because she wanted to be with me once upon a time, and I rejected her. I don't regret my life choices or anything. They are what made me the man I am today. I think it bothers me more that I don't know if I will be offered a second chance. Now that I want to be with her, would she return that feeling? I don't know, but I have to find out. I have to talk to her after dinner tonight, and I know just the place.