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"Fine then.
No."
"Fine then.
No."
"Please?"
"No, stop asking."
"Fine, at least I got you to talk to me."
Jax fell silent and continued driving.
He continued looking out the window as they drove, "What happened during the month I was in jail?"
"Nothing." Obviously not true. Leon spotted a few bruises on Jax's jaw.
"You're a terrible liar." He said with a slight laugh, "You literally have bruises on your jaw, stitches on your neck, and scars on your arms, you want me to think that's nothing?"
Jax twitched his nose. "It's nothing to me, therefore it doesn't matter."
"Well, it's not nothing for me so therefore it does matter."
(Wow double negatives, nice.)
Jax glared at him from the corner of his eye. "Shut up."
(??)
"You changed a lot in the month I haven't been with you."
(It's a literary tool and you used it really well.)
"Because you've been in jail."
(oh oki den)
"I'm sorry, and I mean it."
"Sure." Jax didn't sound convinced.
"You don't sound convinced. What do you want me to do that will show you I mean it when I say I'm sorry?"
"I don't know, mean it when you say it?" Jax's voice grew bitter again.
"Okay fine. I'm sorry for being mean to you and being a terrible human."
Jax harrumphed and fell silent again.
Leon looked out the window.
Cars were zooming past; they were driving on a highway.
The sun was rising up, making the sky a mix of purples, blues, oranges, and pinks.
(It would be setting up, right?)
With a few more hours of driving, they finally stopped and got some breakfast at a Waffle House.
(I've seen sunsets with that colors)
(No, isn't the sun rising? They just got up really early.)
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