Chapter 383 Brawl At The Bar (Part One)


    Derek was driving that afternoon, with Jackson sitting in the back of the car.


    "Can you believe it Jackson?! We''re finally released!" Derek''s tone was light and he smiled as he


    spoke, peering in the rear view mirror at Jackson.


    Jackson had a serene expression as he looked out the window, "Well, it''s all a little weird, still, I am not


    used to the idea of not being part of the army."


    Derek nodded, "True, we were in the military for so many years. It''d be a lie to say we didn''t miss the


    good old days."


    Jackson went quiet, furrowing his brow. He knew leaving the army didn''t mean he would live a life of


    leisure. On the contrary, he had some enormous tasks ahead of him.


    Derek nced at Jackson in the rear view again and asked, "Jackson, how about hitting a bar for a


    drink or two? We could rx, unwind a bit and have some fun! It''s too early to head home, and go to


    bed. You know there''s nothing to do at home and you''ll be bored there."


    Jackson listened to Derek''s suggestion, and nodded in agreement. He was depressed spending his


    time thinking about Cherry all the time, her soft touch, and her scent, ''A drink or two at the bar might be


    just what I need, '' he decided.


    "Okay. Let''s go, " he tried to sound delighted.


    When they got to the bar, Jackson sat in a corner, giving up the option to request a private room.


    It was afternoon still, so the bar wasn''t as crowded as night time, which also meant it wasn''t as noisy.


    Jackson and Derek were rxing as they drank and chatted on and off.


    Movement out the corner caught Derek''s attention, and looking over, he noticed a friend waving to him.


    For the sake of not being rude, he decided he should go over and say hello.


    Derek said, "Pardon me, Jackson. I''ll be back in a few minutes, enjoy your drink."


    Jackson saw the guy waving to Derek and nodded. ''Must be a friend.'' Jackson had thought.


    Jackson turned his attention to the bass yer on the center stage as Derek left, listening to the riff he


    was ying.


    Cherry had left the residentialpound today, and Jackson had resigned hismission in the army.


    He felt more emotional than before, and here he was yearning for Cherry, not wanting to separate from


    her as he drowned his sorrows at a bar. When Cherry was alone at the vi, would she be afraid and


    lonely at night without him there? Would she find it difficult to sleep soundly? Worrying about Cherry


    and Joe preupied Jackson''s thoughts on this momentous day.


    Jackson frowned, wondering if maybe he had been hasty, and sending Cherry away was the wrong


    choice. In fact, Jackson felt confused about the present, and found himself unable to predict what


    would happen in future.


    "Hello, Mr. Jackson!"


    Jackson was snapped out of his thoughts by a voice calling him. He turned around, looked to where the


    voice came from, and saw a woman heading towards him.


    Who was she? Jackson wondered unpleasantly. It hadn''t crossed his mind that he might run into an


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    acquaintance at the bar.


    Rosa walked up to Jackson with a warm smile on her face, "Mr. Jackson, don''t you recognize me? I''m


    Joe''s teacher at school."


    Rosa kept smiling, trying to remain calm and graceful. She was nervous standing so near Jackson,


    who looked more handsome and enigmatic under the neon lighting than he usually did.


    Her introduction jogged Jackson''s memory, and he recalled meeting Rosa at the school gate, "Hi, Miss


    Rosa. what a pleasant surprise! Are you having a good time here?"


    Jackson was greeting her for politeness sake, and his voice was chilly, after all, he hadn''t intended to


    socialize with anyone, despite Rosa had approached him.


    Rosa''s smile remained intact, "Yeah! I got here a few minutes ago and happened to notice you sitting


    here, alone. May I join you?"


    Jackson was confused, why did she want to sit with him? Yet, his upbringing told him it would be


    impolite for him to refuse her a seat, so he said, "Please."


    "Thank you!" Rosa was delighted and sat close to Jackson. Joy filled Rosa''s heart for in her mind,


    sitting close to Jackson gave the illusion she might be part of his rich world too.


    Jackson didn''t pay attention to Rosa sitting there next to him. He kept drinking, looking over at Derek


    from time to time, who was chatting with his friend still.


    "Mr. Jackson, are you here alone?" asked Rosa, as she was leaned closer to Jackson.


    "No, I came with a friend. He went to say hello to some old friends, and will be back soon." Jackson


    was looking in front of him and not Rosa; then he noticed she was trying to close the distance between


    them.


    "Oh? Good!" Rosa''s voice remained delighted, "Joe''s mother didn''te with you then?"


    Her probing surprised Jackson. He turned, and stared at Rosa when she finished speaking.


    "What? Why do you want to know that?" asked Jackson instead of answering. He had a slight hint of


    disgust in his eyes as he watched her.


    Jackson''s vicious expression frightened Rosa, and she quickly told him, "I meant no offense. It was just


    small talk."


    Jackson looked away, turning his attention to the band on stage, he said in a cold voice, "Madam,


    would you mind leaving, now?"


    Jackson thought she was disgusting. What a slut! How could she feel so confident that she gossip


    about Cherry to him?