It Wont Be Long ♡♡JWL (Completed)

Chapter 33

Me and John went home. I went to our room to lay in bed.

Johns Point Of View

"Paul-" I said

"John, I know she is terrified" Paul said sighing.

"I need to talk to Geo" I said leaving Paul in the living room with Jane.

I found George in the kitchen as usual. "George we need to talk"

He finished chewing his sandwich and gave me his full attention. "Yeah John?"

"Since yer the quiet Beatle, yer more observant. What should I do about Penny?" I said slouching against the cabinets.

"Oh. Well ye got to feel bad for her John. She's being constantly chased by a creep and he recently raped her along with her father being dead. She needs emotional support" George said taking a bite of his sandwich.

Everything George is saying is true. I never realised how hard life is for her. "Thanks George"

He nodded and I left the living room. Paul came up to me.

"Buy her flowers and stuff, or at least be there to comfort her" Paul said with his big brown doe eyes.

"Alright Paulie." I said grabbing a coat and left.

I walked down a local shop. They had beautiful dresses lined up showing against the window. Maybe I should take Penny out tonight.

I walked in the store and found a dress Penny would love. The dress was beautiful and elegant.

"How much is this dress sir?" I said pointing at the dress in the window.

"6 pounds" said the store owner.

I nodded and found Penny's size and took it to the check out lane.

"Are... you John Lennon?" The store owner said.

"Yes" I said.

"Oh my goodness. Can I have your autograph?" He said pulling out paper and pen.

I nodded and wrote in the paper. "Do I get pounds off for this?" I said cheekily.

"You can have it for free" he said smiling.

Well I guess its my lucky day. "Thanks"

I put the dress in the bag and went out to a record store. I searched along the names and I found some Elvis Presley vinyls. I knew Penny would love this so I bought a few for her.

"4 pounds" said the store Clerk looking at my vinyls

I nodded and handed him some pounds. I left the store and went back to the hotel.

I passed a bar.

Men were slurring their words and fast women were all over them.

"Ye know Eleanor!" Said a drunk man.

I nodded. I hope I wasn't like this when I was drunk.

"Come in here and tell me about er" the man said with a sneaky grin.

I shook my head. "No thanks"

The man got up from the stool and started approaching me on the street.

"Tell me about Eleanor" he said getting angry.

"Get the hell away from me" I said gritting through my teeth.

He smiled and held out his hand. "I'm Mark Chapman"

His tone of voiced changed along with his attitude. He obviously has problems. More like multiple personality disorder.