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... to pay our bill. Scott handed the waitress a twenty and said, “Sorry about the mess.” The waitress was smacking her chewing gum and looked genuinely pleased and said, “I saw the whole thing sugar, you didn’t do nutn wrong. Brad has needed a good ass kicking for a long time. Good job sailor.” Scott told her to keep the change and we left. On the drive home I began to think about Scott. It began to scare me as to how fast that he knocked out those three men in the diner. If he ever got mad at me he would be able to kill me in a matter of seconds. I glance over at him a few times and wondered what he was thinking about. He seemed to be able to turn on and off his aggressiveness at will. I was quiet, looking out the side window thinking about him when he touched my knee. He startled me and I jumped. I know I had fear in my eyes when I looked at him. He removed his hand and sighed. “Cindy,” he said in a low calm voice, “I’m very sorry that you had to see that side of me. I’m usually not like that especially in front of a lady. I know that seeing my aggressive behavior has probably frightened you but please rest assured that under no circumstances would I ever turn my aggression towards you... Please don’t be afraid of me I will never hurt you.” I felt some relief because of what Scott said but in the back of my mind I still wasn’t one hundred percent sure. Scott parked in the driveway and once again helped me out of his car. When we walked in the house I went to the kitchen and ...

... found my mother. She saw my expression and asked, “What’s wrong honey?” I hugged her and told her what happened at the diner. I was sobbing on her shoulder when daddy and Scott came into the kitchen. Daddy asked, “Princess, are you ok?” I went to him and sobbed on his chest while he rocked me in his arms. After a few seconds passed Scott said, “Well, I had better leave.” He turned and headed to the door. “Wait, Scott!” I said as I ran to catch up to him at the door. I hugged him and said, “I’m sorry for being such a baby.” “That’s ok,” he whispered, “That was an intense scene at the diner. It’s normal to show a lot of emotion after witnessing something like that.” I realized that my parents were standing behind me so I gave Scott two quick kisses and said, “Call me?” he nodded and I heard daddy say, “Thanks Scott, I owe you one.” Over the next few weeks we went to dinner every weekend and he came over to my house at least once a week to eat dinner with us. We went waterskiing and skydiving, I enjoyed it much more the second time than I did the first time I went. After we had been dating for about six weeks, Scott came over for dinner on Wednesday night again and we cooked steaks on the grill and ate in the patio. Scott asked me out for dinner again for that Saturday night and I accepted. On Thursday Mom told me that she and daddy were going to spend the weekend in Los Angeles visiting the museums and taking in a show Saturday night. Friday Janet and Mark invited Scott and me ...