The stars filled the night sky. The moon was full. The lights produced by the electric bulbs of the restaurant and street lights gave beauty to the surrounding. It was a very unusual night. People flooded the street as well as the restaurant. Was as if there was a national festival, but nothing like it.
Jeremy took Purity by the hand as he pushed through the crowd. Finally, they made it. They got to Purity’s car, she unlocked it and slid into the driver’s seat. Tho door was still open and Jeremy held it.
“Are you not going home.”
“Nope. Still got some unfinished business to do.”
“And you’re not going to tell me about it?”
He shook his head. “Till I’m done.”
“Its alright. Thanks for tonight. It was- was…”
“Special?” he found the right word for her.
She nodded. “Yeah. Special.”
“I really want to drive you home.”
“I do understand. Good night.”
“Be careful. Drive safely.”
“I’m not a baby. I know what to do.”
He shut the door and watched her drive off. “You will soon be my baby.”
He put his hands in his pocket and walked to his car. He got in and drove off.
“Who’s out there?” Purity questioned the security guard as she slid out of her wheels. She noticed him checking the gate, as if seeing someone.
“I’m not sure. I think there is.” The guard replied still peeping through the gate.
She walked up to him. Has some one followed me home? She thought to herself.
“Open the gate.” She instructed.
The guard complied.
As he pushed the gates open, he and Purity caught sight of a man, few meters away from the gate.
Purity was stunned. A man outside her father’s building this late? It couldn’t be Jeremy. He had followed her or was just looking for someone? Perhaps, he was lost, got the wrong house number. He might also be a criminal, a murderer, an armed robber, name it. Her heart began pounding fiercely against her chest. Her lips quivered, she was frightened. She quickly glanced at the guard, he stood still, probably waiting for more orders from her. She wasn’t alone and wasn’t going to show her inner fears in the presence of her security. She braced herself, pulled her cell phone from her purse and shuffled to meet this unknown man. She didn’t go close to him. She stood at a considerable distance. “Who are you?” She asked, trying to sound courageous.
The unknown man made to leave.
“Stop right there!” She ordered, “If you move, I’ll call 911.” she began punching the figures on her cell, her eyes still fixed on him.
The security guard, moved towards her to support her. “She’s not alone, two against one.”
The unknown guy swiftly turned to face them.
She could see his face. Those brown eyes. Why did they look so familiar?
His lips moved.
“There’s no need to call the cops. I’m actually searching for someone.”
The voice- it sounded strangely familiar. She’d definitely heard it before, but where? Who was he? She had to find out.
“May I know who you’re searching for? I could be of help.” She requested.
That was also familiar.
“Don’t know her real name. But have you heard of anyone called Melisa or who once called her self that?”
Her lips quivered. She sputtered. “M-Melisa?” She tried to laugh it off. “I don’t think there’s anyone by that name. I don’t know of any.” She denied. “Do you, Peter?”
The guard shook his head.
“I better be on my way.” he turned to leave.
“Wait.” She stopped him. “Why are you searching for this ‘Melisa’?”
He faced her again and smirked. “Reasons best known to me. Why are you curious about that?”
“Um… I…,” She was short of words at that instant. Carefully, she searched for the right words. “I might come across her someday, will want to help you find out. Of course, if its not for something evil.”
A smile played on his lips. “Thanks for that. Whenever you come across her, let her know it was Ernest,” he really stressed his name, “She’ll know instantly.”
Purity wasn’t comfortable being with this man- Ernest. She nodded and turned to leave with Peter.
He stopped her. “What’s yours?”
“I don’t give my name to strangers.” she replied without looking back. She resumed her walk with Peter into the compound. As they got into it, Peter closed and locked the gates while she marched into the house. She fidgeted while doing so.