Chapter 75 Dont break my heart

Chapter seventy-five
Dave
I swallow on the large lump that has suddenly formed in my throat.
"What are you even saying?" I didn't even get her on a bit. Even though my father must have threatened her, she could just have told me that.
And I know how to be strong-willed. Despite everything I did for her then, she's really not the type to flee in times of trouble.
So, what had happened to the Jones I know?
Doesn't she love me anymore? Maybe there's more to it that I don't know.
"All I'm saying is that I want a breakup. We are not compatible and it's disturbing," her voice cracks and shrink into a whisper, " I want you to go and not come back for me."
I take a step towards her, " Are you going somewhere? Where are you going to?"
She takes the bag and attempted to walk past me. I stop her by holding her hand. I whirl her towards me and pull her into a tight hug.
Gosh, I don't want this to end. I don't want to let go of her. Thinking about it alone makes my heartaches.
"Let go of me Dave," she says somewhat commanding, " Let go of me!" She screams and jerks herself out of my reach.
I look at her, but she's not looking at me. It's like there's something she's hiding on her face. We haven't had a face-to-face chat and it's also bothering me.
"I want us to go out separate ways, it's for our best."
" What best Jones?" I'm still yet to believe what she has just said. Was she really threatened?
She didn't say anything again. She's still looking everywhere but me.
I sigh, "Jones, look at me," I say to her softly. She wouldn't even look at me. That alone makes my heart ache so much.
She didn't do anything. She's still staring at the tiles on the floor. And I wonder what is going on in her head. I wonder who and who she meant recently. I know something must have instigated her.
"Jones! Look at me please," I tell her, my voice deep and commanding. I never expected for it to be like that, "Please," so I add softly.
She looks up at me now. There were tears in her eyes. My heart aches to see her cry.
"Jones, did my father threaten you?"
She sobs silently, her eyes tell me I'm saying the truth. My father must have seen her while I was still in the hospital. Yes, my father must have seen and spoken with her in the hospital.
It's something my father can do.
I move nearer to Jones again and touch her shoulders slightly. I was expecting her to recoil away in fear like she did the other time. But she didn't, she only went ahead sobbing.
"Jones, tell me. Did my father threaten you? Tell me and I know what to do."
She looks up at me, " What will you do? Will you fight with your father because of me? What will you do if he's really the one?"
I stare at her, unsure of what she's talking about. I will do anything if it's because of her.
"Just tell me, Jones, if he's the one and leave it all for me."
"No," she lets go of my hands slowly, " it's not because of him. So, don't go ahead making unnecessary allegations. Don't fight your father over me, it's not worth it."
I raise a confused brow at her. What does she mean? My father really didn't threaten her?
I sigh with relief. I know my dad can do something like that but I prayed he doesn't. I may not like him but he will always be my father. Though, if Jones is involved, I don't even mind disowning him.
"So, what happened?" My mind is telling me there's more to it that I don't know.
" Nothing. I just want us to break up. This relationship is not worth anything. You should have agreed to marry Cynthia then I wouldn't have been in the mess that I am," she stops for a while, " I might have been dead if you had come a minute late!" She screams at me.
" Jones, I understand but I got you," I try to explain but she cut me off again.
" And you almost die too," she screams at me," what would I have done if you had stopped breathing?" She says softly now and looks away to wipe away the tears on her face. I blink once, then twice as I watch Jones.
She's right. What if she had died? What if I had died? Is there a way to avoid disaster with her around? I couldn't protect her once, how am I sure I will be able to protect her again.
But that doesn't mean I want to let go of her. I don't ever want to lose her.
"Jones, calm down, and let's talk this over with. I know I failed to protect you once but I promise to protect you now. I will keep you safe, Jones," I stop slightly as I think of it, " I don't care if I have ten police to escort you around, I will do anything for your safety."
She nods slowly, " I know you will. And that's why we must break up. May you find someone better than I am," she says, picking up her bag and made to walk away.
I pull her back again. Is she kidding me?
"Jones, I'm not breaking up with you, please don't. Have you forgotten what you told me? You promised never to leave me, please don't do so now," I beseech softly. I couldn't think properly. I had to just say everything that came to my mouth.
Gosh, I can't afford to lose her. I don't want to lose her.
Why can't she realize I'm trying so hard for her? Why can't she appreciate me by staying with me forever?
"Why do you think breaking up with the only way?"
She sucks in her breathe and looks up at me, " Because I don't love you again."