Chapter 22

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I really can't handle how the cops keep popping by. Like the past few weeks my house has just been a hotspot. Or is it me? I just can't take it anymore. I really hope that they do find James. Alive and well.

But for now I just want to focus on my life.

I can't let this whole James situation take me away from living my life and enjoying it. That's what the cops are doing right now, they are sort of taking away my freedom.

Like the other day, I was at the park with Charles, sitting on the bench eating ice cream, I glanced at my side, and saw that same cop dude, sitting in his car looking straight at us. Like what the heck?

And if I know for myself that I didn't do anything then I have nothing to worry about.

Thank God, today, Charles will be taking me for dinner. He said he wanted to be a surprise so I'm just here I don't even know what to put on, I don't even know like how, how to dress in the first place because I don't know what's the occasion. Oh well.

So I think I just want to go with some jeans and sneakers and probably a nice top, I don't know. What should I wear, what should I wear?

Huh, the last time I ask myself what to wear, was when I went out with James but that was a friendly dinner so I'm not being a skank or anything. Well at least I think so.

I hope that no one else thinks that. Anyway I won't even care because I know that I'm not on that vibe.

Charles' POV

I don't even know where the heck I'll be taking Agnes. I'm so fucking pushy. I just wanted her to know how much I love her and, that, I can take care of her.

Maybe I can't.

Because I didn't even book any where.

Anyways she doesn't seem to like fancy. So I'll just surprise her. Really surprise her.

Yes. I have something in mind.  I hope she likes it. Well loves it, I meant. If she doesn't then I'll feel like total shit.

My heart will ache.

Nah.

I'm exaggerating but yeah you get the point. I love her and I want her to be happy.

I want her to appreciate the things I do for her.

Well I don't mean it like that, I sound like a total psycho. Maybe I am though.



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