Robin was surprised to find her table empty. For a moment, she thought that maybe Jason made good on his threat and went back to the penthouse, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw him head for the terrace. She decided to surprise him by telling him that they could leave and she moved to follow him outside.
When she reached the terrace, she was shocked by what she found there. Jason and Keesha were locked in a passionate embrace and before she knew it, she called out.
Immediately, Keesha and Jason pulled apart. Keesha looked at Robin and said, "Robin, I'm so sorry. It's not what you think."
"How do you know what I think?" Robin said, coming toward them, her eyes ablaze with anger. "From where I stand, it's exactly what I think. You're throwing yourself at him again. When will you understand? He. Does. Not. Want. You."
"Robin!" Jason said, with unconcealed anger. His arm instinctively moved around Keesha's shoulder to protect her.
Keesha shrugged Jason's arms off of her. She felt as if she had been struck, as Robin clipped out the words. She slowly shook her head and moved to go back inside.
"Where are you going?" Robin asked, blocking her way. When Keesha merely stared at her, she said, "I thought you were my friend. How could you? How could you humiliate yourself this way? How many times does Jason have to tell you that it's over. My God, Keesha, it's been over two years! Get over it!"
Keesha took a deep breath and carefully said, "You're talking to the wrong person, little girl. And please, donít say a damn word to me about friendship because you have no idea what the word means."
Keesha's voice broke and she ran back inside. Jason moved to follow her, but Robin stopped him.
"Jason, don't go after her."
Jason felt the rage build inside him and he slowly turned to face her. His voice dangerously quiet, he said, "What did you just say?"
"Donít go after her," she quietly repeated.
"You love doing that, donít you?" Jason asked.
"Doing what?" Robin asked, with a slight frown marring her features.
Jason stepped away from the entrance to the club and moved closer to Robin, so that they were only inches apart. "Telling me what to do. How to feel. How to react. I didn't realize it before, but you really get off on that, donít you?"
Robin slowly shook her head and said, "No, Jason. I don't know what Keesha to-"
"Don't!" Jason almost screamed. He forced himself to lower his voice and said, "Don't say her name. Ever."
"What has she done to you?" Robin asked, reaching out her hand to caress his cheek.
Her hand never made contact as Jason swatted it away. His eyes narrowed and glinted like steel as he said, "The better question would be, what have you done to me? What have you made me become? Am I Stone? Or did you mold me into someone else?"
"Jason, please, don't," Robin begged. "You know I love you."
"No, Robin. You love to control me. Before, I thought it meant love, but now, I know it's not. You attempted to transform me into what you wanted me to be, didn't you?" Jason asked, forcing his hands to remain on his hips so that he wouldn't shake the dumbstruck from her face.
She shook her head, "IÖthat's not what I was doing. I was trying to you show you the right way to be, that's all. You didn't know and I tried to help."
"Help? So, were you helping when you didn't prevent me from breaking Keesha's heart? Was that help?" Jason quietly asked.
"IÖ SheÖ You didnít want her around. What was I supposed to do?" she asked, her eyes filling with tears.
"You could have told me not to be so harsh. You could have told me to be a little more patient with her. Hell, Robin, you could have told me that I loved her," he said, shaking as he remembered the tears in Keesha's eyes when he lashed out at her in the hospital two years ago. If only, he knew then what he knew nowÖ
"What are you saying? Why are you bringing this up now?" Robin asked, as the tears began to flow down her face.
"I'm saying that it's over, Robin. I'm saying that I remember. Everything. And you're the one I donít want," he angrily said before he pushed past her and went back into the club.
Robin shakily whispered to herself, "It's over?"
Blindly, she went back into the club. Too wrapped up in her pain, she bumped into someone.
"Robin?" Nikolas asked. He could see the tears streaming down her face and he asked, "Are you okay? Is there anything I can do?"
"Nikolas," Robin said, reaching out to hold onto his arms. "Could you just take me away from here?"
"Sure," Nikolas said. "I'll be right back. I have to go backstage and tell Dawn."
"No!" she cried. "Please. I need to leave now. I have to get out of here, right now."
Nikolas could see that she was on the verge of hysteria. Glancing at his watch in the dim light, he decided that he could drop Robin off and be back before Dawn was ready to leave.
"Okay, Robin. We can go now," Nikolas said, placing his arm around her shoulder and leading her out of the club and to his car.