Kennedie
“What are you looking for?”
I looked up from rummaging through my cupboard only to see Marvin looking at me like I had two heads.
“What?”
He heaved a sigh “are you sure that you are alright Kennedie he asked?”
I blinked once, then twice before putting on a fake smile. “I am good Marvin. I mean- why on earth wouldn’t I be?”
He folded his arms “I don’t know Kennedie you tell me”
“I don’t understand what you are trying to say Marvin”
“You have been jumpy ever since and for some reason you can’t seem to stop going through your cupboard like you are expecting some bomb to burst out of there or something”
He was not wrong.
That text message was doing things to me and I hated it. I felt unsafe and even now, just sitting here I could not help but feel that eyes were watching me
