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CHAPTER 6
Chris
It’s nearing the end of the day, so I no longer have work in front of me to distract me from the fact that Peter was at Sam’s house last night talking to Don. His face continues to haunt me. His chuckle is engraved in my mind, only fueling the anger I have towards him.
God says to love everyone, but I’m having a hard time loving Peter right now. He’s a snake, trying to hurt anyone who stands in his path of self-destruction. I’ve watched him treat people with such disrespect it’s hard to imagine him as another human being, like me.
I told myself I would protect Sam, but what can I do for her that doesn’t make me seem like I’m fighting to win her. If we slip up, even once, someone could know that we’re together. And our world comes crashing down on us. I love her, but I’m not ready to burst the bubble that we’re happily living in. I have her. And now that I do, I can’t lose her.
Would Peter listen to me if I spoke to him, man to man? Probably not. I think we’ve already tried that when he was spotted outside the office. What problem does he have against Sam? Why is he so obsessed that he would go to Don just to get under her skin?
I need to find out why he’s doing this. There’s got to be a reason. And I can’t just go snooping around, looking for evidence against him. That’s borderline obsessive, too. I feel stuck. I feel helpless. I’m unable to protect us from the things he could throw our way.
At this point, I don’t know what to do. I’m a pastor and I’m thinking about committing violence just so this man will get off our backs. Isn’t that a testament to how terrible he is? Or is it more of a testament to how bad I’m willing to be for Sam? I don’t know anymore.
Sam is a strong woman. She can take care of herself. She was in a relationship with the monster and got out almost unscathed. It’s likely that she could talk Peter out of whatever his plan is. She has a better chance than I do.
But I remind myself that Peter doesn’t fight fair. He could be the murderer we’ve been looking for this entire time. He could be the real threat we’ve been secretly fighting. It’s possible that he could have left that note for Don. And he just had dinner with the man.
He’s certainly a threat. And we’re going to find a way to take him down.
Sam
The worst part of the day is coming up. I brace myself as we walk out into the sunlight from the dimly lit office building. We have a strict rule not to touch because anyone could see at any time. It’s hot, but it’s so tempting to grab him and kiss him here. I’m not willing to risk Chris’ job just so I can make out with him in the parking lot. That’s not fair to him.
He walks me to my car, trying not to stand too close. “But I’ll see you after this, right?”
“Of course. I’ll be over as soon as I’m done with dinner. I think my dad is starting to get suspicious of how many meals I’m skipping. He might start to ask about my friends that I’m seeing every other night. I think he’s figuring out that I might be seeing someone.”
“Well, make sure he doesn’t.” Chris winks at me, and my heart stops. My hand gravitates towards his hips but I pull away as I remember our rule.
“Have a good night, then.” We nod at each other, and I watch him walk away to get into his car.
With a smile on my face, I get into mine. Tonight, is going to be amazing. Every time I go over to his house, we have the best time. It’s hard to believe we haven’t known each other for years. We’re so connected.
A knock at my window makes me jump. I wonder if Chris has decided he wants a kiss after all, but when I look up it’s not Chris’ face that I see. It’s Peter’s.
My breath gets heavy and quick. I remind myself to stay calm in his presence. He’s nothing to me. He’s just a very bad man. An ex-boyfriend who can’t seem to let me go.
He points his finger down towards the window, motioning for me to roll it down. I do, but only about an inch. “What do you want?” I yell out the sliver of space I’ve allowed between us.
His mouth gets close to the window, “I need to tell you something. Can I come in?”
“Into my car?! Are you crazy? No, I’m not going to let you into my car.”
He sighs. His arms are jittery, he’s anxious about something. Peter can’t sit still. “I just need you to know… I have to tell you that I didn’t kill anyone.”
“Okay.” I’m still in shock from the fact that he’s speaking to me right now. Why is he here? Did he come all this way just to tell me that again?
“I’m not a murderer. Stop spreading rumors about me, okay?” I nod. “You just couldn’t handle me. You couldn’t handle my success. You’re nothing to me, alright? You’re just some girl who used to have me. But now you don’t.”
Nothing he’s saying makes any sense. Of course, I know that we’re not together anymore. I don’t want him. He’s doing it again, turning everything on to me. Making me feel guilty or sad for things that he’s done. I’m not falling for it. But I’m not going to argue with a crazy man at my car window.
“Peter, please. Can you just leave me alone? Go.”
He shakes his head vigorously. “No. I’m not going to do that. Because you have to know what you lost. You lost the best thing that ever happened to you. You’re not going to get better than me. I’m everything. I’m the total package. I’m powerful. Do you hear me? You want to leave this, than good luck to ya. Because I’m not waiting around for you.”
I’d rather he didn’t wait around for me. I want him to leave me alone, and yet he still finds reasons to come by me. He’s still here. Why does he keep coming after me?
