"Do you really expect me to be able to function right with that on my mind?" I asked. It was an honest question.
"Just don't think about it and do the best you can." he said while holding my shoulders. I walked over to a shelf with a bunch of different weapons. I grabbed a bow and an arrow. I tried to shoot at a vase across the room. I put the bow back and grabbed a throwing knife. I tried to hit the vase. I missed again. I grabbed a caliber and shot at the vase. suddenly there was water and glass everywhere.
"Harley, I think you found your weapon!" he said.
I looked at him and smiled. "Puddin, do you have holster for my gun?" I asked.
He walked into a room and came out with a gun holster. "Will this work?" he asked.
I put it around my waist. "It'll work perfectly!"
"That reminds me." he said kind of creepily.
"What?"
He pulled out a knife and I backed into the counter. If I was afraid of anything in the world it was knives.
"P-Puddin y-you know I d-don't like kn-knives!" I stuttered.
"I know, there's only one thing I have to do." He said. I looked at him real worriedly. Then I ran up to him, threw the knife out of his hands, and put my arms around his neck. He obviously took it as a surprise because he hesitated before putting his arms around my waist. "You did good Apple dumpling." He said.
"What do you mean?" I asked softly. I was getting tired and was about to fall asleep in his arms.
"I mean, I knew you wouldn't let me touch you with that knife. I just had to check though."
"Oh. Ok." I responded. If I was more awake I probably would've been madder than hell. But I guess I fell asleep after that cause I woke up in a red and black room. I looked at the alarm clock to check the time. It was 3:00 AM. That means I fell asleep about 4 hours ago.
I saw a doorway across from the hall. I crawled out of bed and went into the room. I saw Mr. J sleeping in the bed. I climbed up and put my arms around him. I guess he was ok with it because he moved my arms and turned around to hold me. I fell asleep again and when I woke up it was 9:00 AM.
"Good mornin, Puddin." I said. "Good morning, Dollface." He answered.
Then there was a loud noise followed by a female voice. "Cupcake! I'm home!" It said.
How could he not tell me he has a girlfriend! I gave him a dirty look before running up to her. Then I grabbed her shoulders and held her up against the wall.
"That's my Puddin! I'm sorry if he was yours, but now he's mine!" I screamed.
For some reason instead of being mad at Mr. J, I was mad at the girl.
"Am I clear?" The girl was wearing a green leotard with tights under it. She was a slight green color with poison ivy plants going up her arms. She was very pretty and had red hair.
"Crystal." She responded with a straight face. Mr. J walked in and saw me holding her against the wall.
"Whata 're you doing holding Ivy like that?" He asked as he pulled me away from her, almost to the ground. He picked Ivy up and hugged her tight. I could feel my face turn bright crimson.
"Why?" I asked. He put her down but one of his arms was still around her waist. "Puddin, why-" I started.
"Who are you calling Puddin? He's my cupcake!" She said.
I looked at Mr. J and I could feel the tears rolling down my cheeks. I ran into the bedroom and slammed the door. I clicked the lock and sat on the bed.
I heard Mr. J talking to Ivy. "Red, why did you have to go and do that?" He asked.
"Come on, Cupcake. She held me against the wall! I think I deserve a little fun." She giggled.
I moved to the end of the hallway to hear better. "You know I have to tell her."
"Yeah, I know. I'm just waiting for you to tell me something." She insisted.
"Red, what are you up to?"
"Come on, you say it to me everyday. When we're not in the asylum that is."
"Only cause you tell me to. Red, you know you're special to me, I don't know why you insist I say it all the time."
She made a pouty face and swayed. He grabbed her shoulders. "Red, you-." He kissed her cheek. "Are very special. And I love you." He said as she smiled and pulled him into a hug.
I came out and looked at him. I could feel that my face was still red. Mr. J broke the hug and looked at me with worry.
I didn't bother to wipe my makeup off, or put new makeup on. So I had red and black makeup smeared across my face. My hair was now messed up. I looked awful. But I didn't care.
He tried to grab my waist but I wouldn't let him. "What's wrong, Angel face?"
I blew up like a bomb when he said this. "What's wrong?! You held me! You said all this sweet stuff to me! You made me fall for you! For what? To find out you have another 'one and only'! So don't you dare call me 'Angel face' or anything else!" I screamed. I knew that I was crying harder than last time. I turned around and started walking to my room.
It just didn't feel right. I ran over to him and jumped on him so that my arms were around his neck and my legs around his waist.
He leaned his head against mine and wrapped his hands around my back. "How could you do this to me? You know I can't let you go." I said softly.
"Baby doll, she's not my girlfriend, she's my sister."
I jumped off of him and went to my room. "That is the biggest lie anyone has ever told me! And you haven't met my mother!" I screamed as I slammed the door.
I heard a knock on the door. "Go away, Mr. J!" I yelled.
He opened the door anyway. "What have I told you about calling me Mr. J?" He asked.
"Does that mean I get a knife to my throat?" I asked sarcastically. "I can arrange that!" He said as he pulled a knife out of his pocket.
I tried to say something but I was too scared. "P-p-l... I c-ca- w-w... I-I-I-." I stuttered. I couldn't help it. Knives scare the crap out of me.
He dropped the knife and hugged me. "You're special to me, you know."
"That's what you told Ivy."
"I meant it in a brotherly way." He argued.
"I'm waiting for you to tell me something."
"Hmmm, that's what Ivy said."
I held my hands in the shape of a heart. "I have never said it to anyone." I changed my hands into a broken heart.
"Its not fair!"
"Why?" I asked.
He sat on the bed then pulled me onto him. He turned me around so that my legs were wrapped around him. He hugged me tight.
"Because I love you."
"I love you too, Puddin!" I said as I squeezed him.
There was a knock on the door. "You two almost done in there? I'm getting lonely."
It was Red. Mr. J picked me up and put me on the bed. He opened the door. "Yeah, were done." He said.
