Jade interrogates Jason

The two of them got inside the back of the van. Jade made sure she took a seat at a spot far away from where she saw Jason fucking that woman earlier. Though, chances were high that some other girl had probably been pounded silly right where Jade was sitting.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing to my mom, asshole?” Jade shot at Jason.

“Your mom? She looks so young for her age! You may as well be sisters,” Jason lazily responded.

“That’s not the point. I asked, what the hell are you doing?”

“Well, I was on the street just now, and just so happened to spot a poor lady trying to carry home a heavy bag of groceries. I kindly offered to drive her to her house, so here we are.”

“What was that in the bedroom—”

“So you did see that! What’s up, Jade, you peeping on people now?” His diction was strangely fitting, considering that Jade had been peeping on Jason that morning (though Jason didn’t know it).

“I asked you a question, basta—”

“Whoa now, chill, chill! As I was saying...I helped your mom carry the groceries in. She invited me up to her room, we chatted, and—”

“And then—what? How did it go from a conversation to you feeling her up, douchebag?” Jade was livid by this point, infuriated by Jason’s teasing, nonchalant attitude.