Afraid to Love
Episode 72
Allan’s three words jolted him back to reality. Tell us? Tell us? Tell us? He blinked twice and used his right palm to rub his face. “Tell you what?”
“How you met Purity Theodore, dated her, fell for her and proposed to her,” Alan elaborated.
Jeremy disagreed. “I don’t really want to talk about all that. I might just get depressed again and again.”
“I don’t think so. Please, tell us,” Darren insisted, using Allan’s words, “You see, I haven’t seen the love of your life, not even a picture.
I’m curious to know about the beauty who have stolen your heartbeat. I used to know you as a play boy. Please, talk to me.”
Jeremy laughed softly. His friend’s thoughtful expression lightened him a little. “Alright.” He grinned widely, remembering how he had met with Purity. Pretty wtch – the name he had given her that very day.
He had also silenced her with a breath taking kss. “Well,” he was feeling shy, “Um, we were not the best of friends when we met. More like enemies, very good ones.”
Darren was intrigued. “Have you heard this story, Allan?”
“I don’t think so, please carry on,” he prompted Jeremy to continue.
“Do you still remember the girl who I told you two about? The girl who practically made me deal with women the way I did?” Jeremy inquired, he wanted to relate his love story in a way that his friends would contribute.
Allan thought for a while. Then he got it. “The little girl who used vile words on you after you helped her out?” His eyes widened, “That’s Purity? Is this a joke?”
“Wait, wait,” Darren was smiling in a funny way. “The little girl that practically turned you into a play boy is the same girl you’re crazy about?”
Jeremy nodded, confirming their suspicions. “She’s a woman, now.”
“This is interesting!” They exclaimed in unison. Soon, they all cackled with laughter.
Jeremy was beginning to feel better. Talking really did lots and lots of good. “I still felt hatred for her and did not want to marry her. She hated me too. But our parents were determined to see us end together. They set a date for us and I met her at a restaurant. And that was how our love story began…..”
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Ernest was roaming around the sitting room from one end to the other. Anger was boldly written on his face. One did not have to glance at him twice to know he was extremely angry.
They beat him to his game. No one has ever done this. He’ll see to it that they fail woefully. He’ll definitely ruin their plans. He angrily hurled a vase against the well. It hit the hall, creating a loud, ear-piercing sound, it broke into pieces and laid shattered on the floor.
“What’s gotten into you, huh? Are you gonna do this again? Get a hold of yourself!” Tricia yelled at him, fuming at his violent attitude. She was disappointed that they could not find the tape as well. What they needed was a solution to that and not smashing vases on walls.
He sneered at her. “What more can I do?”
She gave a sardonic laugh. “Now, I can see you don’t have a single thinking faculty. We didn’t find the tape. And so what? All hope isn’t lost yet. You drugged, kidnapped and a$$aulted Jeremy with a mask on. There’s nothing to prove that it was you. Unless you made a silly mistake. Just stop doing this rubbish and take that woman faraway.” She paced, getting more ideas. “Do something, something to her that’d make Jeremy despise her. She’ll become yours.”
“That’s very easy to say.” He faced her sternly. “I am so mad because this have never happened. Whoever took that tape is asking for trouble. They could nail me to the crime.”
“They’ll definitely do that since you’re feeling nervous, already.” she threw at him.
“Are you sure Jeremy is not out of the hospital? He is the only one I suspect.”
“He’s not out and the doctor is at the hospital. He hadn’t discharged him yet. They will get started tomorrow. The police isn’t aware yet.
They have not done anything at all.” She sounded convincing and persuasive. “You have all the time now to get going with her.”
She was right, but she was wrong. “I have all the time. Running away with her would only arouse suspicions.
Taking things slowly is the best option for now. I need to cover my tracks cleverly and avoid making mistakes. One has been made already.”
She nodded. “I’ll watch your back.”
“Yeah.” He was okay now and the anger had left him, completely. “Get going now, it’s late.”
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