Loving You

Chapter Twenty

©2017 P.B. Panes

I was not impressed when I drove to her apartment. It seems good enough but definitely not okay if you ask me regarding the security. The neighborhood on the other hand, I can tell that it is not really safe for her and thinking many worst scenario in my mind didn’t help either. How did she ever live in this shabby neighborhood?

I had set my limits and my men to ensure to see her protection when she is working or at school but I never thought that she is living in a place like this.

    Prolonging my patience when I keep on calling her and she keeps on rejecting, makes me furious. I don’t know what her problem for doing this, and the worst, she didn’t even tell me what it is.

    Mark gave me the location when I entered my car and I was now in her neighborhood she called her place and by looking at my surrounding makes me angry and alarm at the same time. Mostly families occupied the vicinity but looks can be very deceptive sometimes.

    As I get out of my car my opinion got the worst on me. The apartment is too small and old. The front door to her apartment was a joke and I know with my one good kick, I can open it wide open without her consent.

    I sigh in relief when she told me what’s eating her mind for leaving me and it was because of Brittany. I deleted that slut’s number already before even I went to Cris’s party and knowing she is the reason for keeping Samantha from me, gives me this feeling that I must threatened her for not going near me again. All this time, it is the only thing that hinders her to me. Maybe I have her already by this time when that slut didn’t interfere in the party.

    Wrapping her securely inside my arms, I feel the tension in my body to wear off. I don’t know what I feel at the moment but I feel happy and relieve at the same time. She doesn’t change her mind either. She’s all I want and there’s nothing more can make me feel like this by having her in my arms.

Watching her with my most serious face when I pull away, “Now that we clarified that, I want you to promise me next time that you’ll talk to me first before you’ll do something like this?” I said to her sternly and she only nodded her head and buried her face more into my arms. I don’t know how long could I keep up this things I do and I must prepare myself for the worst if that will happen. I know when that time comes, she’ll accept me just how she accepted me right now.

“The security here is not great.” I said after I pull away from her after a minute.

Shrugging her shoulder, “For two years I lived here with Jane, nothing had ever happened to us.” She said.

Shaking my head, “For now, what about the lock on the door?” I asked.

“It work just fine.” She said shyly and I know she didn’t even agree to what she is saying.

“I can even bust it with a kick.” I said, looking again to the door which I hated much since I went here. What if someone tried to go in here? A thief or a rapist?

    I look away from her and examine the whole room. I didn’t show my dismay at her things, old and used. The sofa was worn and its color is fading away. The table on the other hand looks not good too.

    “Why don’t we take your most important things and leave the rest to Mark if you left somethings?” I said and walked towards the picture of her and Jane and the one with an old woman probably her mother that I knew very well.