Chapter 74 Let's break up

Chapter seventy-four
Dave
I didn't understand that. But it felt like my heart does because it doesn't feel so tight in my chest.
Breathing suddenly feels so difficult for me.
I grab my cat keys and get up immediately.
"What's wrong?" Beatrice asks and I look at her. I had already forgotten she's here.
No, I need to find out. Something is wrong somewhere. What Steven was telling me was that someone got Jones kidnapped or Perhaps she only went home to see her mom.
Nothing happened between us. She wouldn't leave me like that. We had a smooth talk this morning and she looks so happy with me. She even promised to go out with me after I get home.
"I need to settle something. I will be back. Until I am, you shouldn't go ahead with publishing."
Beatrice nods briefly, " No problem."
I rush out and enter my car. I drive straight home at full speed.
I didn't even wait to switch off the car. Ok, I didn't even remember that. I was almost to the front door when I remember I didn't off the engine or close the door.
I don't even need to bother about that. Those are very irrelevant. Someone will help me with it.
I just need to see Jones.
Steven is in the sitting room. When I walk in, he gets up and stretches out an envelope to me.
I look at the white thing for what seems like ages before collecting it. My breath feels so ragged. I can't even think.
I don't even know what to think.
I open the envelope and bring out a paper.
It's Jones's letter to me.
I read it slowly, even though my head was sending me different signals. To my head, I was reading it faster.
If after I was done reading, I still had to go through it again.
Because it's like I don't even understand what's there.
Jones telling me we have to break up for the betterment. Is she kidding me? What betterment?
She doesn't even have a genuine reason. She just doesn't want me to look for her again.
Wait for a second, did my dad threaten her? I swear if my dad did, I am going to disown him.
I look up at Steven now, " We are going right to Jones' house," I tell him. He moves out and I follow him.
Like I've thought earlier, someone had helped me close the car door and switch off the engine.
I enter the car. What could have happened? I seriously need to hear this from Jones' mouth.
Maybe she's just trying to play a prank on me.
I mean Jones loves me so much. She would never leave me. She's not like Cynthia.
Cynthia did tell me my dad threatened her then. Could he have threatened Jones too?
The car pulls to a stop in front of Jone's house. I get out and walk closer to the front door. I knock on the door slightly.
It's four in the afternoon already, even Jone's mom would be inside.
I knock on the door but no answer came. Maybe no one is at all like I've thought.
I pick my phone and dial Jones' number. It rings severally but she didn't pick it up.
Gosh, I really need to talk to Jones. I need to talk to her.
Gosh! Why is she doing me like this? Why is she avoiding me? Something is telling me she's in, call it intrusive but I'm taking it in.
"Jones!" I scream while resting my head against the door perhaps I can hear some movement or any indication that someone is really at home, "Jones! I know you are in there," I say softly and sigh, "I don't know why you don't want to see me. But have you forgotten you promised to go out with me this afternoon? A promise is a debt," I say as I don't even know what to say or do.
When I didn't hear anything, I sigh and move back. Maybe I'm wrong, maybe there's no one at home.
I turn back to walk to the car but the turning of the keys spark my memory. I whirl back and stare into Jone's hard face.
She opens the door wildly and steps aside, "Come in."
I walk in and she closes the door slowly behind me. I look around the place for a while. Then I see her luggage. Is she going somewhere?
"Didn't you get my letter?" She asks immediately. I feel she's still joking. Perhaps she's just pranking me. I know Jones won't leave me and she will never do because she loves me.
I turn back to look at her.
She's standing and looking at me with such a stare that I'm forced to admit something is wrong somewhere.
"What's the letter all about? Was that a prank?" I couldn't stop the mad beating of my heart. I couldn't stop the thoughts going on in my head.
She sighs and shakes her head negatively, " No, it's not. I want to break up," her voice seems hard, unlike hers as well.
My heart suddenly felt the squeeze. I feel so stressed up. The expression she's giving me is telling me that she meant every word. Though, her eyes and face seem reddish like someone who has been crying. Did something happen?
But why? Why does she want that? Jones told me everything she wanted and she's dishonest like Cynthia. Something must be off somewhere.
"Why?" My voice came out, unlike mine.
She didn't look at me now, "It's better we split up," she says with a voice not even resembling the one she used with me yesterday.
I suddenly feel anger, "And I'm going to ask you why you want that, again! If you keep saying that, I will also be sure to ask you again."
She shakes her head slightly, " We are not even compatible."
What! It was really my father that threatened her.
It was exactly what Cynthia told him five years ago. There was no mistaking that.