~Tony’s POV~

“Well whatever, here’s your food dad I think I should go.” Kari said as she handed her dad the backpack.
“But Kari, you said you would eat with me today.” Jesus spoke to his daughter.
“ I know dad, but I just didn’t count on umm certain events happening.” She replied while looking at me. I looked at the ground. I did feel kind of bad that I ruined Jesus’ lunch with his daughter because he has been extremely kind to me. I slowly started to walk away towards the other workers. I reached them and sighed. Javier, one of the workers began to speak to me. He is about Jesus’ age. I was the youngest one there.
“Damn Tone what was all that about with Kari?”
“Wait, you knew she was his daughter and didn’t say anything?!”
“Well I didn’t know you didn’t know. We all knew.” He said while motioning to himself and the other workers. “I especially knew because Kari is my niece.”
“What?!?! How?” I nearly yelled.
“Her mom was my sister.” He said calmly. Wait….did he say was?
“What do you mean was your sister?”
“It’s not my business to tell Tone, sorry.”
“Fine,” I said, “ you still could of told me though. She probably hates my guts now.” I turned to look in the direction where Jesus and Kari still stood talking. I have no idea what was going on but I saw Jesus return the backpack to Kari. Then, I heard her talk loudly in a tone of frustration but I couldn’t tell what they were saying. All of the sudden she pointed towards me and a few seconds later, she was walking away from her dad and towards me and the others. She finally reached me, opened the bag, and handed me something. “Here,” she said harshly while shoving the item in my hands, “this is the whole reason I’m even here. Now take it, the sooner I’m done the sooner I get to leave. ” I looked down to my hands. She had brought me food too. I wasn’t always mean but I wasn’t always nice. But since she already hates me, I decided to have a little fun. Feeling guilty wasn’t going to do anything for me and it’s not like I was ever going to see her again anyways.
“Well if you’re gonna be such a bitch about it then I’d rather you take your food back.” I said. Sure it was mean, but in my book, funny as hell to see her reaction. Her eyes went wide and she looked at me in disbelief.
“Excuse me? What the hell is your problem? You don’t want it? Well fine you can eat shit for all I care.” She spat her words at me.
“Hahaha I’ll take it gee if it makes you calm down. But only because I’m hungry as hell.” I said laughing a little. Her expression was priceless. I set the food down and began to sit when I felt someone grabbing a handful of my shirt. My eyes followed the hand to its’ owner which was of course, Kari.
“You wanna talk shit? Well fine. But I if I ever see you again you’re dead! You’re lucky my dad is here.” She said, her eyes filled with fury.
“Ooooooo someone is a little feisty.” I said with a smirk on my face.
“That’s it! I don’t give a shit who’s here!” her hand turned to a fist and began to swing in the air. Just before it could make contact with my face, Jesus commanded her to stop. Her hand stopped about one inch from my face and stood there for a few seconds before she let go of my shirt and put her hand down.
“Ooooo someone is in trouble.” I teased her. I swear I’ve never seen someone so angry.
“UGHHHHHH!!!!” she yelled. She turned around in defeat, “You know what dad, I’m sorry but I’m leaving right now.” And with that, Kari turned around, picked up her board and disappeared to who knows where. Everyone eyed me in disbelief. I for one, thought it was hilarious.