Forty seven
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"Are you okay?" I had to query because her eyes seemed to have gotten sad when she mentioned this Jason guy.
"Yeah." She smiled again but it was a hell of a faked smile, she was trying to cover up her feelings.
"Ah." She opened her mouth again and I fed her some of the dish. "Why are you eating? You are really not hungry?" She asked after chewing.
I didn't give an answer because how could I eat when I knew she wasn't okay emotionally or so and was just trying to cover it up with a fake smile.
"Is Jason a guy who's troubling you?" I found myself asking worriedly but she laughed after I asked that.
"A guy troubling me, what does that define?" She scoffed as she asked rhetorically.
"Who is he?" I really wanted to know.
"I don't what to talk about him, Jerry." She mumbled in an aspirated voice.
"Okay." I understood that she didn't want to talk about it."But you know that I'm here if ever you wanna talk about something, if you have to get something off your mind or if you need someone to talk to, right?"
"...." She looked at me intensely for a short while before nodding. She was probably deliberating on whether to talk about it or not.
She opened her mouth again and I spooned some of the congee into her mouth like before.
Stretching her hands to the table, she grabbed the fruit juice pack, and one of the glasses. Pouring out some of it into the glass, she smiled, again to my surprise because she was sad just now.
"Here," she handed me the glass, so I held the dish in one hand and took the glass of juice from her. I washed her pour herself a glass too.
"Are you still having this?" I asked if she wanted to continue eating and she shook her head.
"No, I'm full."
"Alright," I replied her and kept the dish back on the table.
"Do you really wanna know who Jason is?"
"Yeah?" I did.
"Let's make a deal," she took a sip from her glass before looking at me with her charming eyes.
"A deal? I'm listening." I told her, showing my interest in the deal she just mentioned. I was ready to strike a deal with her to get her to talk about this Jason guy, and maybe i would know why he was yelling over the phone when I called her.
"Would you be willing to do it?"
"If I can," I shrugged with a honest reply.
"It's something you can definitely do, don't worry."
"Okay?" I smiled a little because I could see an unusual happiness written all over her with her proposition to make a deal.
"Tell me about your exes, what were they like? What and who caused the breakups, and yes, also tell me uhm, what your type of girl should be like, you know; your spec." She bit her lips as she mentioned all of that.
"My exes?"
"Yeah."
"You... wanna know about my exes?"
"Is it weird?" She asked me like she didn't know the answer to that.
"Hell yeah, it's weird." I replied her and heard her sigh. Why did she want to know about my exes? I didn't like to talk about my past relationships, they were total flops so I didn't like to remember them or even talk about them.
"If you tell me about them, I'll tell about Jason." She blinked as she locked her eyes with mine.
"Wait, Is Jason your ex? He goes here?" I asked but she only sipped from her glass again.
"I'll tell you about all that, if you tell me about your exes." I sighed when she said that.
"Okay."
"Okay? Are you gonna tell me about them?"
"Yes," I confirmed and saw a smile kiss her lips."What did you say you wanted to know again?"
"What were they like, good? Bad? Nice?"
"Well, they were okay, i guess," I just started.
"How many girls have you dated previously?"
"Two."
"Two?"
"Yeah."
"Really? You've only ever dated two girls?"
"Yes. Is that unbelievable?"
"Kinda." She sounded honest."Why have you only ever dated two girls?"
"I don't know, I guess I'm not the best when it comes to relationships." I shrugged in response.
"Do you....do you wanna know how many guys I have dated before?"
"No." My answer came quick.
"No? Why no?"
"I just don't wanna know," I lied this time. I didn't want to know because I knew how jealous I was. It was bad enough that this Jason guy was probably her ex and he was in our school too. I didn't want to know about others, because then I would kinda overthink things.
"So you've only ever dated two girls, what were they like?"
"You ask that like I dated them both at the same time or something, I didn't." I clarified and heard her laugh; it was this hearty laughter of hers that always made me smile.
"No, I surely didn't mean it that way. You know what I mean, like, what was your relationship with each of them?"
"Casual." I didn't want to get into details.
"Casual huh? How casual?" I sighed when she asked this because what did she want?? Why was she even asking all of this, it was unlike her.
"Annnnn," I stressed when I called her name, he questions were tiring.
"Am I asking too much?"
"Yes!" I chuckled as I answered because YES, she was asking too much.
"I'm sorry," She kept her glass on the table quite dramatically.
"Come on." I knew what she was trying to do.
"What?"
"That face you are making," I told her.
"You don't like the face I'm making? Well, I can't help but make that face, you said I was asking too much just now." She pouted.
"Look, I don't like to remember both my exes, they are my past, they weren't very good relationships and that's why I don't enjoy talking about them. Do you understand?"
"Yeah." She shifted closer to me, where we sat on the sofa.
"What else do you wanna know?" I found myself asking because she still didn't look happy after I explained why I didn't want to talk about my past relationships, and I was willing to do anything I could to make her happy.
"What did they look like? Did they have large boobs? And how fat were their asses? Did they both have long or short hair? Did they ever dye their hair? Did you like that?"
"Woah." I snorted when she asked all that."What are you asking exactly?"
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