Her name is..?

“Open the damn door!” Roy yelled his fist banging on her door. Beryl cried softly while leaning behind the door. Her face was swollen, her upper jaw was bruised, her nose was broken. She was a mess.

“Darn it!” He yelled.

And ruffled his hair.

“Baby am sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you. Baby, just opened up okay. I’ll buy you a lot of chocolates. Your favorite. We could see your favorites movie in the cinema. We could play games. Cuddle all night. Listen to you while you...”

“Just go away.”

“Don’t tell me to..?” He howls, and hit his hands on the door again, harder than the first time.

“Baby, am sorry, am truly am. Let’s fix this please Baby. Just open the damn door!”

Beryl cried more. Hugging herself.

“If you ain’t gonna open up, if I force my way in there, you’re gonna regret it. So open now!”

Beryl shivers a little and turned to the door. One thing she can’t do was to ignore Roy else she waiting for more beating. She unbolted the door held the knob and open.

“Good girl.” He pulled her in a home.

“Now, clean up, we’re leaving.”

“Where to?”

“My fathers study.”

He disengaged and held her chin. She whine at the pain.

“You love me don’t you?”

She nodded.

“Answer me!” He yelled.

“I love you Roy.” Her voice quavers. He pulled her into a hug again.

“Let’s get going.”

Dixon was at the place he had met ms Teresa, the place she had asked him to meet her, he was quite early, he didn’t know why, she had asked him to meet up

He waited.

Emotions he couldn't decipher were bile gutting in him. And he had left the alien, the name he find more appealing to him. At home all by herself, strangely, he felt he shouldn't have leave her alone.

He paced to and fro, with his hands in his pocket. It was getting a bit late and ms Teresa wasn't here.

Weird.

What could have been wrong.. maybe he should wait for another hour or so.

******

They went down to Lucas study again, searching everywhere. But couldn’t get what they were looking for.

"It isn't here!" Beryl exclaimed, standing beside Roy with her hands on her hips. Roy nodded. He had notice, the book was missing. But how, who could have been here. Just when he was in thought.

Beryl saw the dark shade of a person. She staggered backward..

"R..o..y" she called fearfully. Roy turned to her and tailed her eyes. He caught the sight of a shade outside the French windows.

Instantly he raced out, pulling out his gun from his holster.

"Stay here!" He ordered, she nodded obediently. Wrapping her hands over herself. What has she gotten herself into...

Roy glance around, there wasn't anything in sight, could it be that someone else knew of her existence. Who could it be, who the hell is helping her?

When he turned, he saw someone exiting the building, immediately, he took to his heel.

Ms Teresa, was already burning the book. When she heard footsteps approaching her. She hasten up, destroying everything. And began running for the exit.

Her steps couldn’t be compared to that of Roy. Who caught up with her before she could reach for the wicket gate.

He dragged her back.

Falling the old woman on the ground. He doubted if she was the one.

She was old.

Why would She be here.

It ought to be someone else.

But there isn’t anyone here.

“Who are you?”

“Someone you don’t want to know.”

“Why are you helping her, where is the book?”

“You should ask the flame over there..” she smirked.

With annoyance, he hit her with the butt of the gun.

“You old rag.”

He whacked her head again.

Then draw her towards a convenient place for him.

“How you’re gonna meet your end will be worse.”

“Shut your mouth.”

He slapped her.

“Why make her suffer?!” She yelled.

“I see, you are the one sneaking around, perhaps you did, destroy what we had been working for over the years. You killed my father and ruin us.”

“That’s right, I did that. “

She shown her teeth at him.

Roy was panting heavily. The anger he felt was too much, and this woman would be enough to let it out on, but, still she not gonna leave her alive..

Beryl moved closer to the window, watching. And then she saw him cocked his gun.

She had known Roy for three years now, two years after Dixon was arrested. He was sweet and loving that she had forgotten about Dixon so quickly, he was just the perfect man for her. But since the past few days, she couldn't say if he was still the Roy she knew or it was just s facade.

The way he changes emotions was somehow. Though she tried everything she could, it just felt like she was invisible. That he doesn’t notice her at all.

All he sees is someone else.

She was old, yet he won’t show mercy, he beats her, kicking and punching her, like she was some kind of bag and not human.

She was feeling tears falling down her cheeks.

She pulled back from the window.

She not gonna watch anymore.

Roy was a beast.

She heard him pulled the trigger.

Boom! boom! boom!

It was almost evening, Dixon was still on the same spot, he was now seated on a small stool, he would seat them stand. she should be here and he was damn worried about the alien in his house.

How is she feeling, has she eaten?

He hadn’t given her a phone, he would have called.

To check if she okay?

He couldn’t leave without seeing ms Teresa either.

He should wait a little longer.

If she didn’t come.

He might have as well.

Leave.

He palmed his forehead and whispered.

" Ms Teresa"

He could feel it, something is wrong. And when he looked up, he saw something that ripped his heart apart.

"Ms Teresa"

"sorry I kept you waiting, it didn’t go as planned.”

He jaw was ajar as he watched her , walk towards him with the blood dripping from her gown. Right in front of him she slumped on his feet.

He squat, holding her hands she gave him a tight smile.

"Ms Teresa"

"Sshhh"

She shut her eyes and exhale deeply. She didn’t know she was gonna meet up, but she did.

"How is the girl?"

"We should get help, you’re dying..”

"Am fine" Dixon snort at her statement

" Just tell me how is she, that's all I care about"

she was hyperventilating.

"Why are you doing this ms Teresa..she's fine"

"Thank you" she squeeze his hands.

"I have done all I could, its my fate to end this way Dixon, so take care of her,that's all I ask"

She closed her eyes, her grip still on Dixon.

" Who did this to you?"

She didn’t reply.

" it was supposed to happen, I did try my best, they won’t be able to get the book anymore..”she opened her eyes and fixed her gaze on Dixon.

“you need to stay alive, there are a lot of things am gonna ask you, whose gonna help me now, I don't have anyone"

He held her tightly, blinking his tears away. Ms Teresa smiled out tears.

He didn't know when the tears start falling from his eyes. Ms Teresa breath was rough and her grip was lessen.

" Don't forget her name"

"What's it"

he sniffed, holding her closer, it was just few days he knew her yet it felt like he had known her all his life.

"Her name is Maeve"

Then she breathed her last while whispering

" Maeve"