Visitor from Last Night

Chapter 7

Hi kitties

Brandon

"Are we going somewhere?" I asked the lady who was walking in front of me.

I didn’t realize how soon the time had passed. Though it has only been two weeks, it feels like she is pulling me towards her, romantically. She doesn't at all look like 32, and it is very hard for me to believe that, but nowadays, there are so many ways through which one can look young, but the way she is, she really doesn’t give any vibe of being a 32-year-old lady.

"Of course we are going to park. It's been days since I have gone to the park and today is my holiday, so I want to enjoy it." She said and I nodded. The way she smiles is warm. I don’t know since when but whenever she smiles in my way, it always feels pretty warm inside.

"I have a question for you." I said to her, and she looked at me and then looked forward.

"Ask." She said

"Are you really 32?" I asked her and she shook her head.

"Are you crazy? From where do I look like 32? Wait a second…” Then she giggled. “I forgot I was the one who had told you that.” She looked at me and smiled sweetly. “I am 22. I just lied to you about my age." She said and I shook my head. I knew that she wasn't 32.

"I am relieved that you are not 32." I said, and she looked at me with confused eyes and turned towards me and started to walk backwards.

"Why is it relieving for you?" She asked me and I shook my head. I could see how curious she was.

It is not easy for me to tell you that I already like you. Not only for your innocent beauty, but for the person you are. I have seen how you work for your living, from morning to evening and when you come home yet you have energy to do other work as well, and you also provided me with the time which I had always wished for with my family, but I never actually got it. Whatever I had ever lacked, was slowly being fulfilled by her. The emptiness which was there for a long time felt as if it had finally found someone to fill it.

"Why are you silent all of a sudden?" She asked.

"I was thinking something." I said, and she nodded.

“But you didn’t tell me the answer.” I looked away for a bit before looking back at her.

"Won't you fall if you walk like this?" I asked her and she shook her head.

"I have walked like this many times, so I don't think that...." Before she could complete her sentence, she lost her balance. I quickly went towards her and first grabbed her wrist, then pulled her in my way in order to hold her by the waist. She closed her eyes tightly, and I smiled when I saw her like that. She looked like a kid.

"I like you a lot." I mumbled and she opened her eyes instantly. I was shocked at first and realized that I might have made a mistake. She might have heard that. I was mentally preparing myself to hear whatever she was going to say if she had heard it.

"Did you say something?" She asked and I shook my head. I felt relieved. I don’t want her to know about my feelings in such a way.

"No, just that you are safe now." I said, and she nodded and stood on her legs.

"Let's go. We are still far from the park." She said and I chuckled. She is acting like a kid today.

I have come across many girls who just wanted to have a great night or wanted to be with me for fame, but no one was as plain and jolly type as her. She is beautiful inside and out. She could have turned me down at the door, but unknowingly, she let me inside and even suggested that I could stay with her even though I am a man, and I am pretty sure that her neighborhood loves to gossip about us, and they might have even reached her ears, but I have never seen her mention it once.

But sometimes my mind crosses with the thought that if the person who was there to kill me comes to know about Alicia, then her life will also be in danger. I don’t want to repay her kindness in the worst way. I have to find that person as soon as possible. I can't risk her life. She doesn't deserve that.

I also remember that she had told me she is an American, and yet she lives over here just to do the work of a waitress. Though I think that she deserves so much more than that job. She says that there is a story that has led her here but always says that she will tell me some other day. I am waiting for that day. But what could be the possible reason that she has to be here? One more thing: she never talked about her family like any other person. I haven't asked her about that either. Should I ask about that? I think I shouldn't. It may be a sensitive topic for her.

We had reached the park and Alicia ran inside the park and I chuckled. I don't know if she likes me or not, but all her actions are making me fall for her every second. She doesn't know that her every action makes my heart speed up. I think if this is an attraction, then it will fade away soon, because I don't think that if I go back to the USA then I won’t be able to meet her again.

Well, that thought makes my heart fill with despair. I picked out my phone and clicked a picture of her. I want to have some memories with her. I don't know how long I will be over here, but all I know is that all the moments that I had with her are all precious.

I had changed my number so that nobody could track me down, but I hope that my father finds me soon enough. Well, leaving her alone and imagining her with someone else makes me feel burned inside. This does make me feel that whatever I am feeling is not just an attraction.

"Brandon, come over here." I heard her voice and went towards where she was present. I saw that she was looking at something and I found some cardboard.

"What is over here?" I asked her.

"Here is a little puppy." She said, and I looked at the cardboard.

"I have never seen any puppies over here before. It is strange that a puppy is over here, and I think that he is two weeks old." She said and tried to call the puppy out of the box.

"He must be scared." I said.

"I think you are right because when he saw me he ran away." She said.

"I think he is hungry. You wait over here. I will bring something for him." She said and ran away somewhere. I don't know where, but I know she will come back. I looked at the cardboard. A puppy was there inside this shelter. He must have separated from his mom. It must be painful for him. I saw that the puppy was looking at me from the little hole. I smiled, looking at him, but he went inside.

“I am back." Alicia said, and I saw her. She was having a bottle of milk and a small plastic cup.

"Where did you get all this?" I asked her.

"Near this park is a small market. From there I got these." She said and I nodded. She sat down on the floor and opened the bottle of milk and put it in the plastic bowl. She just sat there and waited for the puppy to come outside.

"Do you think that he will come out?" I asked her and she nodded.

"I am 100 percent sure that he will come out. After all, hunger can make anyone do anything." She said and I nodded. Indeed, hunger can make anyone do anything, even if it could be the worst or best job. It was already 10 minutes, but the puppy hadn't come out.

"Come out, little one. You can have your feast." Alicia said, and I chuckled. After a few more minutes, the puppy came out. It was a golden retriever. He went out and started to drink the milk. Alicia started to caress him, and he didn't fight back either. I was happy when I saw this side of her.

"Where is your mother, little one?" She asked the puppy. She caressed him more.

"I think we will take this puppy home with us." She said and looked at me. I was blank for a few seconds.

"Are you sure?” She nodded. “It is your wish." I said and she smiled,

"I think you and I will be great friends.” She mumbled something, but I couldn’t understand it except for the last part. “Your story and my story could be the same." She said and I was confused.

"What could that mean?" I mumbled to myself. I saw that her eyes were having tears which didn't come out because she wiped them out before they could come out.

"I will call this new friend Romeo." She said and caressed the puppy who was now enjoying her caresses. I smiled, but I still wonder how could she say that her and the puppy story could be the same?