Forever Sunset

Chapter 2 - Comfort, Routine, and-

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I'd honestly lost track of time, our days blended together. Everyday the best day of my life. The only way I can tell the passage of time was the wear and tear of our overalls. Everyday planned down from the time we'd wake to the moment we'd crawl in bed to sleep then repeat.

And I've never been happier. I never assumed happiness was for me. But now I don't see how I can spend a day away from you. You are happiness in it self the living breathing embodiment of it I'm sure of it now.

Thank you.

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I'd been working on this project in secret...I know you think I've already given you more than you'd asked for but I can't help it. It's probably a love language thing since I'm pretty shit at expressing my care for you in words or actions or most things...but I'm pretty good at drawing and making things! If anything it's a miracle I've been able to keep a secret from you for so long since living together.

I make a small gasp as I suddenly feel you playfully flick at my forehead.

"Jaiden..?"

"Oh sorry I think I just zoned out a bit."

"Ah okay."

We're at the dinner table we had worked more on expanding Bobby's city today, we were even talking about incorporating elements of your old home like Bobby's statue, the tower I even suggested maybe the old treehouse even though you think it's "fucking shit...mierda..Jaiden it's just really bad." I like adding more of your personal touch to our home. It's our home after all! Then I notice a twitch of your ear followed by a scrunched up expression that was completely washed off your face in a second as you refocused your sight on me with a friendly smile.

"¿Cómo fue el pastel Jaiden?"

"Oh it was good thank you for making the uh.."

"¿Tres leches?"

"Yeah! It was really good I liked it a lot!!"

You nod with a smile getting up from the table taking our plates to the sink to start washing them.

"Oh I can wash them today! I mean you handled the food today it's the least I can do."

You cough clearing your throat before you speak already washing them. I notice your ear twitch again.

"Nah nah I've got it I'm already almost done."

I can't help but huff you're always so insistent on handling things for me. But I guess this gives me a good opportunity to go grab the gifts I made for us. I head towards the staircase only for you to quickly speak up maybe even louder than you intended.

"Hey wait."

"What is it?"

Your ear twitches again as you look past me and to the staircase to the upstairs. Another twitch.

"Just wait for me to be done yeah..?"

I frown a bit. What could be getting you so worked up? It couldn't be cucurucho...he's barely come by since you've moved in. Even if you aren't a big fan of him you don't act like this when he comes by and I don't think Cucurucho would add so much suspense to his arrival especially since it looks like you'd jump at anything right now.

I move and sit back in my chair at the dining table as I watch you finish up the dishes drying yourself off your extremely worn overalls consistently switching your gaze to glance at me then the stairs while your ear rhythmically twitched.

"Stay here okay?"

"You sure?"

"Yeah yeah I got it probably just a mob getting in the house."

I guess you must think it's something serious if you want me to stay behind. So I watch as you draw your sword slowly creeping up the stairs. It's quiet I can only hear the creaking of the wood supporting your weight.

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I should have known better. People can't just leave us alone? Can they??? They want to drag us back and open our wounds to drench themselves in the blood of our tragedies to make themselves feel a bit better about their own struggles?! No. No! Not happening now that I'm here.

My spider sense sends another alert through my whole body like someone pressing ice against my spine. The walls are closing in I can't breathe well they are here in this room with me. It's getting worse it's coming in waves I can't tell if the threats that severe or if the anxiety of someone-no it's two there's two people here. Please why? Why come here? No I'm strong enough to get them out. But what if they tell people where we are? Start rumors then suddenly we don't have any peace because everyone and their fucking mother is suddenly inviting themselves over?!

A creak in wood floor around my son's empty bed. Someone's under there and-

Another tingle...the cabinet someone is in there as well.

"I know you're here."

I say coldly dragging the tip of my sword against the wood floor so it makes a scratching sound as I approach the cabinet.

Whoever's in there I can hear their breathing their heartbeat how fast it is and how much faster it's getting as I approach. This calms my nerves just a bit it means they have a reason to be afraid of me. Maybe I do have control over this situation.

I stab my blade into the crack of the cabinets doors popping them then swiftly grabbing the person in the cabinet and holding them to the wall nearby by the neck. Before I can even see them my hands acknowledge the slimy substance.

"Slime?!?"

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