Made For Me

Chapter 19

Jamie's POV

Did she really just fucking take off?

I can't believe she's doing this. I went back inside and grabbed my computer and phone. I looked on my car tracking app and got into my old white suv.

I brought it in case we had to leave again. I didn't tell Penelope about it because I didn't want her to feel unsafe.

The tracking process was done. Shit! She's heading to the police stations.

How do I know she's heading there you may ask. I know Penelope. She thinks that telling the police will change anything. It will, but money changes a whole lot more.

I followed her and she stopped at the station.

Damn she could already be telling the cops. No... she wouldn't... this is just Penny having a tantrum!

Minutes passed and I pulled up next to her. She was sitting in her car and I sighed in relief. I got out and approached the car.

Penelope's POV

I was now sitting in my car outside the police station. I didn't know what to do. Was this really the end? I love Jamie but he's just different. He's scary.

Suddenly a white suv pulled next to me and Jamie came out. He knocked on the door and I looked at him in fear.

"Open the door Penelope."

I opened it and got out. I walked to the building and Jamie grabbed my hand.

"Penny please don't do this."

"I have to Jamie, this isn't love."

"Baby it is... please Penelope I love you I'll die without you. I'll kill myself." He begged.

I turned around to face him and he was on his knees. He was crying as he held my hand. I didn't want him to take his own life because of me...

"I don't want to feel like a prisoner Jamie, please let me go to work."

"O-okay just come home with me."

He gave me a kiss and we both went back into our cars and drove home. Once inside we both relaxed and decided to take a day off.

I took my heels off and changed into something more comfortable. I sat on the bed contemplating if I should go downstairs where Jamie is.

I eventually got up and went downstairs. He was typing on his computer at the table as always. I sat across from him.

"I want my phone back." I said.

"No."

"Jamie, you can trust me."

"You have your tablet Penelope."

"I know but I need people to have a phone number they can call. I want my phone."

"Your phone is long gone Penny."

"W-what?"

"I destroyed it when I took it from you."

I could believe what I was hearing. He destroyed my phone. My life was on that phone. Pictures, numbers, information. Now it's gone.

A single tear fell down my cheek making Jamie take his eyes off his computer. I wiped it quickly and stood up. I walked to the bathroom and cried.

This is his love?

Why?

This isn't FAIR

But what could I do?

Nothing

Except...

Cry

After a few minutes I opened the door and went upstairs. Jamie wasn't by his computer but honestly I didn't care.

It was getting colder, meaning Christmas was coming near. I looked online and ordered a tree and some more holiday stuff.

After I was done I read a book. Books sometimes shield me from the real world. Maybe, just maybe my life could be just like a romance novel.

A cute teen fiction where the boy asks out the girl and they date. Then after a few years the boy proposes and they live happily ever after.

Ahah... maybe.

The room door opens and I see Jamie standing with a phone box. He opens it and hands it to me.

"The password is my special name." He says.

"Special name?"

"It's daddy, princess."

I typed in D-a-d-d-y and the phone unlocked. I was a bit flustered at the code. But then I realized something. Everything looked the same as my old phone.

But how?

My old phone wasn't this type. I looked at the photos app and all my photos were there along with my numbers.

He grabbed the phone from me once I looked at the numbers.

"Promise me you won't?" He said, holding my hands in his palms.

"I promise Jamie."

He smiled then handed the phone back to me. I give him a big hug, almost knocking the both of us over.

He kissed my forehead and I kissed him. He smelled like expensive cologne and lemonade. His hair was wavy and soft. His skin was pale yet held some warmth. His cherry lips red almost like he had some sort of lipstick on.

His hands. They were strong and rough unlike the rest of his body. He did everything with his hands. The way they held onto my waist like they were meant to be there.

I loved every second of this

Jamie's POV

Her skin. A radiant chocolate brown. she laid on me with his big perky breast.

She smelled like Chamomile. Which isn't a surprise because she loves tea. She felt like a marshmallow. Her body was soft laying on me.

I wrapped my hands around her waist and smiled into the kiss. She let out a laugh.

Shit...

She's so fucking perfect. Her laugh was contagious. We got up and I left to start dinner.

After I heard her crying in the bathroom earlier I knew I had to fix this. I got her a new phone and fixed her data and stuff.

We ate then went to bed. Not fights, no sex, just peace.