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Undercover Love	By : johnny_bae Category: 1 through F > 21 Jump Street Views: 1031 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Julia's POV
We pulled off in front of the club after a rather short drive. The place actually turned out to be much closer to my apartment than we thought and we were far from being late. We were supposed to meet Dean and Rebecca at 10 and it was barely even 8:30.
"Looks like we got some time to kill" Tom said matter-of-factly after checking the time. "Maybe we should grab a drink or something and come back later ?" he suggested, turning his head to me "That or we wait in the car."
"Well, considering the fact that waiting isn't exactly my favorite thing in the world...let's go find a bar" I replied, offering him a small smile.
Before I even knew it, we were back on the road, looking for the nearest bar. It didn't take long for us to find one. Tom carefully parked the Mustang, then we made our way inside.
The bar wasn't too crowded, especially for a saturday night. The place actually seemed pretty nice and cosy. There was great lighting, good music. I liked it already.
We sat at a small table in a corner and ordered two beers. It didn't take long for a waiter to bring us our drinks.
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We could've had a really good time here, hadn't it been for the awkward silence that had settled over us ever since the waiter had left. Not a single word had come out of Tom's mouth since then. He hadn't been paying any attention to me either, nor to his surroundings for that matter. He was just staring blankly into space, his expression unreadable.
He seemed to be lost in his thoughts, and I would've asked if something was bothering him but his dreamy face got me in a daze before I had a chance to. It was like my brain had stopped functioning. Once again, I was caught up in his beutiful brown eyes. They were so dark, so deep, so hypnotizing. I'd always found them very attractive but now, meeting his gaze was enough for me to completely zone out.
"Can I get you something else ?" the waiter's voice suddenly brought me back to reality. I jumped in my seat, startled. I hadn't even realized the guy had come back to our table. I guess our empty glasses drew his attention.
"No thanks" I replied, smiling politely at him. Tom didn't even aknowledge him, he was still gazing into space. Even if he was there physically, his mind clearly wasn't.
We quickly found ourselves alone again. Glancing at my watch, I realized that we'd been sitting here for a good hour already. A whole hour without Tommy uttering a single word. Growing concerned, I decided to break the silence.
"Are you okay ?" I asked softly, placing my hand on top of his.
"Huh ?" his eyes finally met mine.
"Are you okay ?" I repeated.
"Oh yeah...it's just..." he started, stopping mid-sentence.
"Just what ?" I questioned, worry evident in my tone. " Tom, you know you can talk to me. What's wrong ?" I added as I began gently rubbing the back of his hand with my thumb.
"Well..." he sighed "Sometimes I just wonder if all this really makes sense..."
"Oh..." I paused for a moment. "You're thinking about quiting again, aren't you ?" I stated more than asked.
"Among other things...yeah..." he admitted, his gaze falling upon the table.
I remained silent and just continued to rub his hand in a conforting manner, hoping to make him feel better, at least a little. He looked up at me again, resting his head in his palm, a cute strand of hair above his right eye. He looked like a lost puppy.
"I can't help but wonder...why I'm doing this. I mean, what do I got ? Well, other than my job...nothing" he mumbled, his voice barely audible.
"Don't say that" I whispered, shaking my head.
"I mean it Lia. Look, I'm tired of this crap, tired of risking my life everyday for nothing at all. If people wanna kill each other, fine. If they wanna do drugs, fine. I just don't care anymore, it's their life after all. All I know is that I wanna do something with mine before I end up getting killed just like my dad."
My heart sank. I was left speechless. I wanted to say something to cheer him up, but nothing would come to my mind. Losing a parent is a traumatic event that leaves scars, especially for a 16-year-old kid. The death of his father had obviously affected Tom in many ways, and having lost so many relatives myself, I could only understand.
Noticing that Tom's eyes were now glued to something behind me, I turned my head and followed his gaze. There was a man sitting at another table, reading a newspaper, with a little boy in his lap that I assumed to be his son. The kid seemed to be half asleep, his tiny head resting on the man's shoulder.
When I turned my head back to Tommy, all his attention was still on the guy and his son. I was wondering what was on his mind. He looked so sad, I hated to see him like that. I was about to question him again but he spoke first.
"It's almost 10, we better get going."
I simply nodded and followed him outside.
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