"That is your problem and not mine. And I believe we wouldn't be having this conversation if you didn't butt in," Raymond wasn't very polite with his response.
He lifted his hand and stuck them in his trouser's pockets. "It's clear you don't like me and I dislike you as much…,"
"Raymond, that's enough. People are watching," Joanna intervened. She signalled at the customers who were looking in their direction.
"He was the one meant to us first and yet you didn't scold him. Do you know that you are biased?" Derrick retorted, his fierce glares centred on Amos' face.
Amos was too mad to care about his glares.
"I just want to have a peaceful meal but as long as the three of you keep fighting you know I won't be able to achieve that," She said after carefully thinking about her response.
There was quietness on their table afterwards.
"It's destiny that we ran into each in a place like this when there are so many restaurants. I will be a bigger man and let it go," Raymond said calmly.
It was as if he was not the same guy who was ready to punch Amos in the face earlier.
"Why beat around the bush when you could outrightly tell her that the two off you are fated? Or didn't you create this fake coincidence for this reason?" Amos retorted coldly.
Anthony quietly watched the adults fight among themselves. He has experienced repeatedly the consequences of interrupting adults when they talk and he didn't want to fall victim again.
"Do you think I am afraid to say that?" Raymond asked with his chin raised. "Indeed I am confident enough to say it but the question is, can you handle it…," Amos sprang up and grabbed Raymond's neck.
"Do you guys hate me so much that whenever we meet you can't stop fighting?" Joanna asked, her cold gaze glued on the faces of the two guys who were glaring at each other.
"If you hate me so much then please let me send my brother away before the fight gets physical…," She trailed. She extended her hand and grabbed Anthony's hand.
She pulled him up from the chair.
"I don't care much about my life but I wouldn't want my little brother to get killed in the middle of your battle. I know very well that I won't be able to stop the two of you if a fight breaks out," She said and tried to leave.
Amos was quick in releasing Raymond's neck. He grabbed Joanna's right hand, not letting her leave.
"Instead of hatred, don't you think they are acting this way because of the opposite…,'
"Don't leave," he announced.
Joanna tilted her head and peered at him, "I don't want to eat in this kind of environment," She informed me. The stern expression on her face as she brushed his hand away showed how damn serious she was.
"You of all people should know that eating a peaceful meal in the past was a luxury for me. I just want to have a peaceful meal, is that too hard to ask for," She said emotionally.
Seeing her this way made Amos realize that he overdid it this time around.
He was the one who desperately wanted her to eat dinner on time. He wondered why he lost control of himself the moment he set eyes on them.
It was the same yesterday. He lost his cool the instant he saw her touching his back when he set foot into the sitting room.
[I guess I love you way too much to the point that the fear I might lose you to someone else makes me lose my mind. I can't control how I feel]
Amos clenched his fists as he averted his gaze to look at the two quiet guys.
He hates their guts but for the sake of her happiness, he is willing to overlook his feelings.
"Let's go, Little rice ball," She said and made to leave but he held her hand again.
"What's it…,"
"You want to have a peaceful meal right?" He started. "I will give that to you so there is no need to go," He declared firmly.
She raised an eyebrow, "Really?".
"The kitchen is a mess. It will take a few hours to clean it up if we return home now. You will end up skipping breakfast if…,"
"You don't have to leave, Miss Butterfly. I will try my best not to get provoked by him no matter how hard he tries…,"
"You and your blonde hair friend are the ones who provoke me at every given opportunity so what are you saying?" Amos challenged him.
"Also, her name is Joanna and not Miss Butterfly," He corrected fiercely.
The once hopeful Joanna saw her hope crumble seeing them attack each other even though this was what she was against.
She shook her head and held her brother's hand once again, "It was wrong of me to even dream that you will get along. I should have known I was asking and hoping for the impossible".
He refused to release her hand despite her piercing glares, "You are just asking for a peaceful meal, how impossible is that when I can even become friends with them as long as you say the word?" Amos questioned.
He faked a smile and turned to look at the two friends. "Let's try not to get on each other's throats for as long as we are in this restaurant," He said. He didn't sound friendly or hostile.
"Deal," Raymond and Derrick chorused.
"If you are prepared to settle things for her sake Ray is big-hearted enough to do the same. In fact, he can do more. She just needs to utter a word," Derrick added.
Looking at their faces Joanna felt as if she was teleported into one of those soap operas she watched.
There was silence at their table again. Since none of the adults wanted to talk Anthony decided that he was the one who would break off the awkward silence.
"Brother Amos, does that mean the three of you are friends now?" He asked innocently.
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