When we are happy

Chapter 20: Fair

"Um, i don't know if he wants to join a cult. I can go ask for you?"

My eyes spring open.

Who the hell is Penelope talking too?

"Yes, of course, come inside."

I strip the covers off me and get up leaving the bedroom and going to the living room.

I watch as there is a middle aged man sitting at my chair on the dining room table.

"Good morning." Penelope wraps her arms around ny torso.

"Who's this?" I frown putting my hand on her waist.

"That's Archie, he wants you to join his Jesus Cult."

"Did he come knock at the door?"

She nods, "He was super friendly."

"You've got to leave." I look at the weirdo.

He frowns, "Why?"

I lower my voice, "I'm asking you to leave."

He scrambles out the chair and out the front door.

"That wasn't very nice." Penelope frowns.

"He wants my money."

"Okay." She nods with a smile.

The past three days with Penelope have been a fucking dream. The mornings have always been interesting but so fucking good.

Morning one, i woke up to my alarm and Penelope complaining i wake up too early so we stayed in bed and cuddled all morning.

Morning two, i woke up to Penelope cooking pancakes and we had breakfast in bed.

Morning three, well, i woke up to a man in my kitchen.

I lower my head and kiss Penelope's soft lips.

I want her to be with my all the time. She calms me down. She makes me feel okay.

"I'm gonna go get dressed," She smiles.

I nod and as soon as she walks off my gut churns.

What if i wasn't here to kick that guy out?
What if he hurt her?

I begin to pace my apartment and i peal my skin until it bleeds.

My palms turn sweaty and hands begin shaking.

Not now. Please.

Oh god.

My eyes sting and i squeeze my hands to try and feel better.

Maybe if i distract myself by getting ready for the day it will go away.

While Penelope is in the bathroom i get dressed into a black shirt and denim shorts with my usual sneakers. It's going to be hot, as usual.