What's a Riddle?

Tom

When I was a child I would imagine myself marrying the woman of my dreams. We would wake up every morning and have a cup of tea. Either we would both have jobs, or it was just me who had a job. And once I came back home I would make dinner with her, and have those sweet moments I imagined married people would have. We would fight a few times, but always end up hugging each other in the end. I would just imagine having someone who would always love me, and someone for me to love. It seemed like the only thing I could ever want for my future. But life forced me down a different path. This other road I was forced into was everything I wanted to avoid. I never wanted to become a murderer along my fathers side. I also didn't want my life to be stuck in this small world of torture. I didn't have many options in my life, and I never expected anything good to come into my future. Although over the winter time, I was asked to kidnap Roxy, and fall in love with her. The part where I was falling in love with her wasn't apart of my assignment, but it was impossible to ignore my feelings for her. She makes me think I have another chance to get on the same path I wanted to go on. It brings me to a peaceful sleep having her in my arms. The best thing in the world, is to wake up to her. She always sleeps in because that's who she is. Looking at her eyes close, and hearing her breathe gives me the motivation to smile.
"Good morning, darling." "I'm not getting up yet!" "I need you to get up so we can have tea." She looks at me, and then snapped her head towards the clock. "It's fucking six in the morning. I'm not getting tea right now." "It really wasn't a question." "Well you can suck my dick." "You've been here for a month in a half. Can you be a little more corporative?" "Let me think about that. Umm..no!" "Behave!" "Or what?" "I'll punish you." "Very funny dip shit." "You are possibly the most stubborn, aggravating, bitchy girl I've ever met." "Get used to it." "Great. Now get the fuck up!" I grabbed her ankles and dragged her from the bed into my arms. "Fine you win!" Roxanne yelled. "I'm always going to win." "Fuck you!" She walked out of her room flipping me off. I got dressed into a classy black dress shirt with black pants. I also bought a gift for Roxy, and I was hoping she would like it.
     When I got to the kitchen she was pouring two cups of coffee. She was still in her clothes she wore from last night. I came up behind her, and turned her around. "Wha-." I silenced her by kissing her while holding her in my grip. She eventually pulled away, and handed me my cup of coffee. "Thank you darling." "Can I ask you something?" "Of course you can." "Are we like dating, or is this just a little thing we're doing." "I don't like dating people." "So that's a no?" "Yeah." "Fine then. I'm just asking." "I have work to do." "What am I supposed to do?" "There's a gift on the table. Open it." "I don't need anymore gifts from you." "Open it." While I sat down, she opened the box. If you didn't know what I bought her. It's because I didn't buy her anything. I'm giving her one of my special knives. "You got me a knife?" "To protect yourself, and it's one of many knives I own. But I never used it because it was my favorite." "Why do I need to protect myself?" "It's just in case you need to use it for survival." "Do you want breakfast?" "I can't. I'm really busy." "Alright then. Thank you for the knife." "Your welcome darling."
Unfortunately I didn't get to spend the time I wanted to spend with her. I really wanted to do sweet things with her. But she asked me about dating. I never thought she would even bring up that word. Unless it's for her to ease her mind, and figure things out. In the other side of my mind she could be interested in actually being with me. But I feel that what we are right now is good. I've never been this close to a girl, and I can't fuck it up. She really means something to me, and losing her is the last thing I want. I would do whatever was needed to have her with me if she wanted me to be with her. I feel like if I'm not going to be there something bad will happen to her. I knew there were random people out there that she didn't know who wanted to hurt her. They might beat her up, or do worse things. It hurts me to think I can't protect her no matter what. So I really don't think I'm letting her go. She can leave the house, but I want her to stay with me.
     Once I was done with my work, she came into the room wearing a shirt and some shorts. "Are you coming to bed?" "I just finished." She nodded her head and walked to the bedroom. I could tell she was sad. I ran after her, and held her in my arms. "Roxy." "Yes?" "I'm really sorry about earlier." "It's fine you don't have to say that." "I can tell you're upset." "I'm not upset, I'm just tired." "Then let's get some sleep." "That's where I was going." She lifted herself out of my chest, and softly kissed my cheek. I grabbed her hand, and walked with her down to my bedroom. She immediately jumped in my bed, and watched me crawl onto my side. She rested her head on my chest with one arm around my stomach. I could feel myself fall asleep while she was cuddling with me. It just made my path narrow down an easier road.