Three Thousand Miles To You(23)

“Sophie I think that is a really brave thing for you to do, it just shows that you are the much bigger person.”

“I have been moping around for weeks but somehow now, I feel at peace with everything. I don’t know if it was the whole New Year thing but I feel different Alanna.”

I am so glad,” I say going over to her and giving her a hug.

“I really couldn’t have got through this without you Alanna.” I flash her simile.

After dinner I go up to my bedroom and switch on my laptop I lay back on my bed and log into my emails I look over to right of the screen and have a quick glance to see who Is online Jessica’s name sticks out at me so I open the instant message chat box and compose a message,

Alanna: Hi Jessica

I tap my finger rapidly on my laptop as I await a reply

Jessica: Hello, Alanna how are you?

Alanna: I am fine thanks, and you.

Jessica: Working hard, are you glad to be home.

Alanna: I have mixed feelings about it.

Jessica: Really, I thought you were missing your family and friends.

Alanna: Yeah I was, but I think it had more to with the fact that it was New Year’s than anything else.

Jessica: I see. So how is your family?

Alanna: Yeah-fine thanks and yours?

Jessica: The same old routine over here, I wish I were in New York.

Alanna: Ha, have you been working any events recently?

Jessica: I had one the other night it was a company’s ten-year anniversary party so that was worth the pay packet.

Alanna: Was anyone in particular there? I ask trying to seem laid back about the question.

Jessica: Are you referring to Adrian Black?

I pause as I type wondering if I should say yes or no. I go with the truth and type,

Alanna: Yes him.

Jessica: Sorry Alanna but he was not there, actually I do not think anyone has seen him since the New Year!

Alanna: Really, what ever happened to him?

Jessica: He will be around somewhere, Alanna do not worry!

Alanna: I am not worried, does he not have a company or something. How could he just disappear, I am sure he has many responsibilities?

Jessica: I don’t think he has disappeared, I hear of him going to France a lot so maybe he went there after the New Year for a bit of a break. Who knows he is a messed up bloke.

Alanna: Everyone says he has issues, but why, I do not understand what is so bad about him.

Jessica: The way the bloke acts for one thing, do you know there is not one bit of gossip or hearsay about his childhood. No one knows where he came from or what his parents are like.

Alanna: Perhaps he is just private about things like that. Tell me Jessica, when you first heard of him.

Jessica: It was about three years ago when he started his own company. All the newspapers where raving about this self-made millionaire at the age of twenty-one.

Alanna: When you first saw him, did you think there was more to him?

Jessica: I definitely thought he was different from everyone else, I never expected him to look the way he does.

Alanna: If you look past his looks Jessica, do you not see sadness in his eyes?

Jessica: I never thought about it.

Alanna: I cannot figure him out.

Jessica: Does he puzzle you?

Alanna: Yes, more than anyone else ever has.

The next morning I awake much earlier than Sophie does so I can be the first to get the door. I pace up and down the living room as I wait for Sophie to come down the stairs, I cannot contain myself I wonder what today will bring. Sophie rushes down the stair and to my relief she says she is running late for a shopping trip with her mom. She opens the door and I run over, and look outside to see if there is anyone there. As Sophie jumps into her car, I can hear the sound of another car pulling up. I bite my lip and I try to wave off Sophie as quickly as I can so I do not have to explain anything today. My plan works and Sophie starts the engine and drives out of the driveway. I wait in the doorway-hoping see the small fair-haired man I saw yesterday. As I watch him walk up the drive, I feel my heart beating a little too fast, is today the day that I find out who he is?

“This is a good sign.” The man says laughing.

“Miss Hart, I think you know the drill by know, I have a little something for you.”

I do not say a word instead; I just stand there looking at this man. He has a friendly smile on his face, I see him holding a white box.

“This is for you,” The man says, handing it to me.

“What is it?” I ask.

“I have no idea it’s just something he wants you to have.”

“Sure why else would he send it?” I say a little sarcastic. “The box you gave me yesterday was keys to car, a Lamborghini.”

“I knew this guy was rich but a Lamborghini.”

“Sir, I am a little confused, he sends me keys but there is no car what is this man all about?”