Lexi’s POV
I walk away from the dugout super annoyed. I don’t care that people were watching Jason and I, clearly confused about the interaction between the two of us. Because to be honest I was confused by it. I was aware that I scraped up my leg pretty badly so I just wanted to sneak off and run some water on it to clean it without worrying anyone. But then Jason had to show up and see if I was okay. I mean, who the hell does he think he is? Like seriously dude I don’t need your help, I have been playing softball for what like 12 years now, this is not the first time I hurt myself from sliding.
However, I just didn’t want to sit there arguing with him. I just don’t ever have the energy to fight with him. I don’t get why he hasn’t got the message yet that I have no interest in him bein
