Chapter 73: Chapter 73

Chapter Seventy - Three

Jasper's POV

From the moment I entered my house to the moment I entered my room, my mood had gotten darker and darker by the second. And the moment I finally entered the room, I was feeling the shittiest of my life, that I had ever been.

When I entered the dining room today, I was not expecting or even prepared to find her standing there and waiting for me. I secretly wished that she would wait for me, but a big part of me told me otherwise. I thought that she would have gone to sleep already, not wanting to face me after today's fight but, it turned out to be completely wrong.

Not only was she up but she was waiting for me with a handmade meal prepared especially for me. It was surprising to see her standing there, but what was more surprising was to find out that she had made me dinner. And like the jerk I was, I refused to eat her food and left the room with the very person I did not want to be at the moment.

Charlotte.

After our fight in the morning, I left the hospital angry. To know that Ava went to the hospital with Daniel alone, moreover kissed him to pursue the blood test, I was furious. Furious enough, but when she brought up the subject of trust, I was livid. The time when she mentioned about me leaving her alone the night we hooked up, it hit its mark.

I knew that there were problems with us but I thought that we could just talk it out, but as soon as I found out that it could not happen. At least, not while standing there. I got out of there.

My mind was not on the right track, and the only thing that my mind seemed to come up with was when that Dog told me about Ava kissing him.

In order to convince him to come to the hospital. I knew why she did it for her baby, but I just could not see straight at the moment. I couldn't rein in my emotions.

My jealousy.

Therefore, I left her there standing alone. Before I did something that I would regret my whole life.

In most of the situations, where I could not rein in my emotions, I usually find one person, Charlotte. She was usually my escape as I was hers for the past three years. So, it was given that my mind went straight to her and I headed to meet her. Although, this time when I met her, I found out that she was not the one I was looking for. As soon as I saw her, I felt a sudden wave of detachment with her. Because she was not Ava.

She did not have the kind look that I saw in Ava. She did not have the hint of a smile that was present in Ava.

Because she was not Ava.

What situation it was. I wanted to be with Ava but I wasn't. I did not want to be with Charlotte but I was.

I did not want to make things worse therefore, I had just asked Charlotte to have dinner with me. Even though I was not hungry.

We had spent time together until it was time to depart and head in the direction of our own home. But then Charlotte had suggested spending some time with me at my house, making her intention clear. And for a reason, to make Ava jealous, I had taken up on that opportunity. Wanting to give her the taste of her own medicine. Wishing her to feel the way I felt when I saw her with Daniel.

But the plan backfired.

Now, I had successfully managed to make Ava cry while on the other hand I was stuck with a commitment that I had no intention on fulfilling. I was with a person that I did not want to be at the moment. The most screwed up part was that now I had to somehow tell Charlotte that I did not want to sleep with her. It was never my plan. In fact, I had thought about making up some excuse to tell Charlotte off, before we could end up in my room together. But now that we are here, I had to come up with some extra smooth excuse so that I did not end up hurting Charlotte's feelings badly.

Man, I was the jackass person ever alive.

For some reason, sleeping with Charlotte felt very much like I was cheating on Ava. Even though we were not in a relationship to begin with. And as much as I would like to make Ava jealous, I would not be about to sleep with Charlotte. Yeah, maybe I was a little bit screwed up in my head.

"Umm ... Charlotte." I called out to her from the bathroom. She had gone to use the washroom as soon as she entered my room, telling me that she would be back in a few minutes.

Hearing me call her, she finally emerged and stood in the doorway. Soap on her hand, cleaning with expertise.

"What? I will be out in a few seconds." She said, still rinsing her hands and disappeared in the washroom once again.

I let out a sigh. She did come out a few seconds later as she mentioned it. I steeled my spine, to deliver the harsh words with a soft blow.

"Now. Tell me." She said, drying her wet hands with a towel.

"Umm ... Charlotte. I'm very tired today and I just want to go to sleep. I think you should go home too." I told her. For a second, she just kept drying her hands on the towel then she stopped in her movements. At last, she raised her head with predator-like movements, anger in her eyes.

"You are kicking me out." She asked me, her voice ice chilling and her glare pinning me down on my place. Sometimes, even I get scared of her. I knew that she was not going to take it easy.

"I'm not kicking you out. I'm just asking for you to leave." I told her. She clenched her teeth and threw the towel in her hand on the chair nearby.

"Is it because of Ava?" She asked me. Her fist clenched on her side.

"No. It is because, as I told you, I'm tired." I answered. She let out a snort.

"Oh, please Jasper. I never take you as an idiot. So please return the same respect. Do you really think that I'm actually gonna buy into that excuse?" She thundered.

I closed my eyes for a second. No, I did not think so, but I had to try. Charlotte was anything but an idiot. Now that the truth was out, I might as well tell her the real reason.

"Yes ... Yes. It is because of Ava." I finally answered her.

She snarled.

"Then why did you even invite me here?" She yelled.

"I never invited you here. You did that by yourself. I just did not refuse you, that's it." I replied.

She was looking at me like she would throttle me any moment. And to be frank, I would deserve it. I was making the situation worse. Why could not I handle any situation with more sensitivity?

"Fine." Charlotte muttered before she picked up her purse, grabbed her phone and made her way to the door.

"My driver would drop you at your home." I informed her, trying to smooth the way I asked her to leave.

"Screw you, Jasper." She cursed before she stomped out of the room. Making me realise that I was the jerk of all time.

I stayed rooted to my place for a few more seconds, until I snapped out of it and forced myself to sit on the bed.

With Charlotte gone, I was suddenly reminded of the fact that Ava had made me dinner. That was why she was waiting for me to come home.

Man, I was such an asshole.

I made her wait while she made me dinner then I ended up showing up with Charlotte, then I refused to eat what she made and then I ended up in a room with Charlotte. To say that I had crossed a boundary of being a horrible human being, would be an understatement.

If I went upstairs now then it would make the situation a whole lot worse. Especially, since I did not know how to make one better anyway. So, what should I do now?

Maybe, I should eat dinner that Ava had made for me.

The thought suddenly popped inside my head. I mean, it would have taken so much effort from her side to make me dinner, then maybe I should eat what Ava had made me. It was more the fact that Ava had made me food then the fact that she usually makes amazing meals. To miss out on that would be unfortunate. So, I should eat what she made for me.

With that thought in mind, I stepped out of my room and walked straight into the kitchen. Nobody was there. Maybe Maria went to sleep too. I pulled the refrigerator open and saw that every dish was my favourite. I pulled out every dish, opened the containers and warmed the food in the microwave.

And then I sat on the counter of the kitchen and devoured it with all my strength.

And that's how my night went.

Deciding that I would apologise to Ava tomorrow and we will discuss everything that was wrong between us, while eating her handmade meal.