CXXVIII
CXXVIII
KENNEDY POV
Someone has been following me. And it makes me terrified because I might know the culprit, and it might be the same Clyde killer we have been hearing on the news for months now. And he might be my father, my biological father.
But there is no way to say this to your girlfriend, there is no way to break such terrible news to her so I limit my going about in the open, as a matter of fact the last time we were out was a month and few weeks ago when we visited her mom in Jersey. If she noticed she does not say anything.
"Is Cam really going to keep dropping me off at work and picking me from work every day now?"
She asked as she walked out of ourbathroom, I say our because she practically lives here now.
Swaddled in a pink fluffy bathrobe and a small towel on her head, plus her petite size she looks harmless. Her up turned mouth and the reign of terror in her eyes though, it makes me shiver.
"I asked him for a favour."
Cam my best friend and my girlfriend have not been getting along. Even when his relationship with Zach is looking likely, I think that was the only reason he agreed to dropping her off, so he could see Zach every morning under the guise of dropping her off.
"Why can't you drop me off? You sit at home doing nothing and i have to be stuck in a moving vehicle with Cam for at least thirty minutes every day."
"I would drop you off if I could okay? Just let him drop you off for now."
She squared her shoulders defensively. Looked me square in the eye from across the room.
"Why can't you drop me off? Tell me the reason."
I open my mouth to defend myself when she goes,
"And don't tell me you don't want people seeing You, nobody knows you are the C.E.O. And there have been plenty of times where you dropped me off."
I swallow thickly. We never fought before. We argued but silly arguments that were cute. But there was no way to explain to her that I was paranoid that someone was following me, watching me. I did not want to scare her away.
"I can't okay. I just can't."
She exhaled forcefully as if forcing herself to remain calm. She started preparing to climb into the bed. Peeling off her bathrobe.
"Then I will be taking the bus or a cab from now on. Tell Cam to stay home."
"No!" I say so sharply she turned halfway to climbing into bed with me.
"No cabs or buses."
It would be too easy to get to her then. She needed to be safe as well. I can't stop her from going to work. But i can make sure she is safe.
"You can't tell me that. In fact you can't tell me anything if you can not give me a tangible reason as to why you won't drop me off and why I can't take public transportation and have to suffer through with Cam."
I rub my palms against my eyes in exasperation. I wish I could explain. But what would i say that would not sound strange?
She scoffed and got into bed, straying as far from me as she could.
"Lisa.." I call out gently.
She keeps her back to me. We never slept back to each other before and i feel like shit for being the cause of it. And for being unable to fix it.
"Hey look.. I did not mean to make you mad."
She abruptly turns to me.
"Really?"
I nod eagerly. She sits up facing me.
"Then tell me what is going on."
I open my mouth and no sound comes out. Her face falls and she quietly falls back to the bed and in the morning she quietly leaves before I woke up. And I have sent a dozen texts, each met with silence. I felt like clawing the skin off my body.
"Carriage has arrived malady." Cam hollered his call sign from outside.
"She left."
He looks surprised. To see me outside or because she left before him, it isn't really clear.
"You look terrible." He says as he enters the house.
"Thanks. Want coffee?"
He gives me a stink eye. He only likes hot chocolate.
"Is that not like your.. third cup?"
I look at the other two mugs that I had chugged down.
"Yeah. My mood is shitty."
"You don't say."
I ignore his jib and pull the curtains close. I could not shake off the feeling if being watched. It felt like having too many eyes on me, like I was naked.
"Okay Dracula. What is going on?"
"She does not want you chauffeuring her around. What did you to make her hate your guts?"
Cam raised his hands in mock surrender.
"Nothing. We just don't mix, like oil and water. Is that why you are mad?"
I heave a sigh as I finish the last of the coffee.
"She is not responding to my texts I don't know if she is safe. And I can't go outside because I am a coward who thinks his past is after him. And I am terrified of facing that past. I can't go outside but outside is where she is."
"I.. don't get it."
A shiver racks through my body.
"I'm texting her. I'm sure she is fine." He tells me as he fires off a text to her.
His phone dings and he thrusts the phone in my direction.
"She is fine. She got to work safe."
My entire being sags in relief and i just hold my head and thank every deity I could think of. She was safe, nobody got to her. She was safe. And I won't be risking her safety anymore. She was safe without me around. The safest place she could be was her own home. Lisa has to leave me to be safe. To be safe from him. At least until I know he won't be able to hurt anybody ever again.
"Cam.. I am about to tell you a story. And you can't interrupt me until I am done. And Then, I am going to need your help."
Cam gulped.
"This is a story I haven't told anyone. A story of pre adopted Kennedy... a story of Clyde Jacobs Hansen."
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