Romans & histoires Jake Peralta Quotes

"They're dumb to think that way, and you shouldn't worry about what they are going to say. Who the hell cares what others say? I don't. "Well, I do!" I couldn't help the shock of hearing Talia's outburst and had to assume it was a shock to Jake also. Her voice came out sharp and defensive, but I could hear the quiver behind the firmness. "You come from a good family, Jake. You have a future here. You deserve people around you who can match that, who belong. I am just-" She cut herself off abruptly, but I knew what she wanted to say. "A slave," Jake finished for her, his voice thick with disappointment. "Is that how you view yourself? Because I don't."

I retorted "I will not forsake my responsibilities , whatever happens I will take on -" " with what ? " asked Dante sounding almost caring " what in the world do you have ? You might think that you can lift the world with your pinky ,but that's not the truth , the truth is that you and your friends are nothing but immature brats who are yet to grow out of their phase of stress and storms , you can do nothing Jake . Break up with that girl , let her live her life in peace and you live your life in peace - when the time will be right -" " what do you mean !just because you have never cared about mum , do you think I will do the same thing ? Use a girl to satisfy my so called love fantasy and d

“Why?” “Because you’re very beautiful, and you’re smart, funny, and you’re grounded. You seem aware of the people around you, and you… care about what they say, how they feel. You’re sensitive to others, keen on making others feel good. He said you’re an angel and the devil that I am, I’m lucky to have you.” I laughed. “How could he say all that?” “Because Jake is a shrink,” he replied. “He makes thousands of dollars reading people’s personalities, deciphering the messages they do not say verbally.”

“So, yeah. Old enough for a hit. Come on. I just went through some serious shit. My heart’s still trying to punch its way out of my chest.” Jake took a step forward, his patience visibly fraying. “No. The answer is no. You’re a kid. A reckless, loudmouth, ungrateful kid who nearly got us all killed. You don’t get a reward for that. You’re lucky you’re not still out there providing the neighborhood with a all-you-can-eat buffet.”

Kalia It was strange to hear Jake talking like this. Like a concerned parent. Like a man who had faced things i hadn’t even tried to imagine dealing with any of it. Maybe that's why he was so successful, he knew where to draw the line between his personal and professional life. I could learn a thing or two from him. My heart clenched tight. I had always assumed that Jake was just a carefree playboy. The kind of man who played around simply because he had money and power and no woman would say no, and no one would look down on him for simply doing what men did.

He Jake chuckles, shaking his head before placing his hand on Jack's shoulder. "On a scale of 1 to 10, you're always 11 on stupid." "Don't be an ass, Jake," I say in disapproval. "It's the truth." He shrugs. "You know what I don't listen to suicidal ass who only know how to study and cut." Jack throw back at him. The room goes silent and my face narrows while Jake's goes pale in fright and Jack covers his mouth, realising what he just said. "That came out didn't it?"