Memories * The End*

*All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons is purely coincidental.*

Alex and Bella meet – last part

Isabella slept during the whole flight to New York, after the night with insomnia and memories, the minute she got on the seat she couldn’t hold her eyes opened. She woke up to hear the announcement that due to the bad weather conditions, the plane will not land on JFK, but on New Jersey’s international Newark airport. The pilot and the crew were apologizing for the inconvenience and assuring the passengers they will be well taken care off. As she was waiting for her luggage, she dialed the publishing house to let them know about the delay.

In the same time, Alex waiting near her for his suitcase, being on New Jersey’s airport for the same reason Bella was, he heard her saying: –“Hello! Can I please speak to Mr. Joey Amaba?”. That name immediately pricked up his ears, his body and mind stood alerted, waiting for the rest of the conversation, he listened to Bella carefully.
–“Oh, he is not in! Can you please let him know, my name is Isabella Valor, I was supposed to arrive in New York today, but there is a delay because of the weather and I am in New Jersey now, but as soon as I arrive I will call again. Thank you very much!”

Bella was a bit annoyed with the flight situation, with not being able to find Mr. Amaba and as she was thinking about it, two policemen and a man showing her a badge with FBI sign on it came close to her and she heard the man saying:
–“Miss, my name is agent Alex Castillo and I am with the Federal bureau of investigation, could you please follow us?”
–“I don’t understand!- Bella said in surprise, wondering what was going on, why the police would come to her and why this man would look so angry with her? She didn’t even know him. In fact she didn’t know anybody here, but she followed them silently.

They took her in a room with a table and two chairs only. Like in the movies, she thought. Like I am the bad guy and they brought me for interrogation, great, her brain wouldn’t stop thinking and panic got to her. She heard agent Castillo asking the two policemen to leave them alone and then he asked her:
–“How do you know Joey Amaba?”
–“Joey Amaba is my publisher! I am about to publish a book and work for his publishing house. I’ve never seen him in person though, I’ve always communicated with his assistant.”
–“So you want to tell me that you have never seen this man here?”- said Alex and put a picture on the table.
Bella looked down and bad pain chocked her, with Charlie’s face in front of her, the emotions from the day she last saw him were not too late to come back. Hatred and disgust. How much someone needed to keep all the rage locked, she wondered.

–“This is not Joey Amaba!”- she looked Alex in the eyes with firmness and her voice couldn’t be any colder. The thoughts were running, chasing the ends of the bits that will become a puzzle once she figures out what was she doing here, why this man, for unknown reason furious with her, was showing her picture of Charlie and what has Joey Amaba to do with all this?
–“Don’t lie to me”-Alex snapped out at her, hitting the table. -“You just said you haven’t seen Mr. Amaba in person, right? How do you know that this is not him?Are you trying to cover this monster?”

He could kill her right now!Alex thought he would jump over the table and just squeeze her neck and she was sitting there, looking at him heartless.
–“This is not Joey Amaba!”- Bella said again, trying to not raise her voice, trying to keep calm. And then the tears came again, those nasty tears, with broken taste, that she remembers so well.
–“This is Charlie Damilo”-she continued quietly. -“We were supposed to get married, nearly two years ago and this is when I last saw him.”. She lifted her head and looked at Alex, who didn’t know how to react on her tears. He sat down exhausted, like all the torture this girl was feeling, accidentally moved into his body and listened to her story. Now he understood why they couldn’t find anything about Joey Amaba. First, he was in Europe and second, it wasn’t his real name. He apologized to Bella for his bad tone and explained to her who Joey Amaba was, all the things he has done and how lucky she was to get away from him. Bella was blaming herself for being so naive again and when agent Castillo asked her for help to catch Charlie, she agreed without second thoughts.

She went to New York on the next day and to the appointment Joey Amaba’s assistant arranged for her to meet with the publisher. She looked absolutely calm when Charlie appeared and made him feel nervous, because he expected her to be worried, instead the police arrived 5 minutes later and arrested him, the look on his face, betrayed and hurt, gave her a small payback.

~*~*~*~*~*~

The cold sun was trying to get to the curtains of the penthouse of hotel Claridge Paris. It was cold day in December, but today was looking bright outside. Bella felt lips on her neck and heard: –“Good morning birthday girl!”
She smiled and got close to Alex saying : –“Good morning baby! Let’s go and get my present!”
Alex laughed, she was so funny, his Bella was lovely early in the morning. A month ago he asked her what would she like for her birthday and she said that she would like him to kiss her under the Eiffel tower. He couldn’t believe he actually did this, brought her here only for a kiss, even though he would give her much more than a kiss when they go to the tower. Alex smiled thinking of the little blue box with engagement ring he had in his pocket, he kissed her again and said: –“Let’s go to get your present!”.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Bella never published her poems, but Alex offered her to stay in Pasadena. He introduced her to very dear friend of him working in the local newspaper and Bella is now a journalist there. Alex left the bureau and got a job as a coach in the junior football team in Pasadena high school. Charlie was sent back to Philippines, he is now in jail and it will be for many more years. Mr. and Mrs. Rico Valor went together with Alex’s parents on a trip to Puerto Rico, after Bella and Alex got together, and they so much loved the small country, that sold their hotel in Santa Pola and moved to Puerto Rico. Helena finally met in person her internet sweetheart and they are now married and have one of the best cooking TV- shows. Dina took part in a beauty contest, she didn’t win but the photographer of the contest is now her photographer and husband …

As for me … I’m here, smiling and living in a world surrounded most of the time by people like Charlie, but I have faith and I believe in all good things. I’m waiting for my “Alex” and my “happy end” with a kiss in Paris and I know, they are somewhere out, waiting for me too and until then … keep dreaming all of you that came here to read the story!

THE END

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Memories *4*

*All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons is purely coincidental.*

Alex Castillo – part 2

Alex Castillo was sitting on his couch, watching a football game. His favorite team NY Giants was doing great tonight. On sunday evening, before his flight tomorrow to New York, what better he could do? Few years ago he was a player, very good one. And right now he would still be with the team, playing and not watching them, but the death of his sister Leanne changed everything. His life, his job, his existence as a happy man. Alex’s mother was Miss Puerto Rico once upon a time and he sure took from her the handsome look and the green eyes with sparkles.

Having very silent type of character, not saying much, only when needed, he was many times misunderstood by women. They all thought he don’t care, so none of them lasted for a long time near him. At the age of 35, Alex Castillo was still single, even though handsome and smart, with good job and from a very wealthy family. He would sometimes, late at night, imagine the woman who would make him fall in love crazy. He would dream about her long, black curly hair, about her eyes-light brown, warm sand color and her smile -making any life beautiful. She would love to sit next to him on the couch, while he would watch a game. They will enjoy seeing new places and travel. And most of all, she would understand his silence, because she would talk pleasantly enough for both of them. But before he finds that lovely lady, he had to finish something.

He had to send to jail the murderer of his sister. That’s why he left the football team and became a federal agent.
There was a part of him liking the job, especially in the moments when evil people will get justice. Then he would somehow feel less pain, because of Leanne’s death. Leanne was four years younger than him, she was a bright girl,
bringing joy to everyone around her. She changed when she met him – Joey Amaba- if that was his real name.
The gym instructor from the Philippines, typical playboy. Alex couldn’t understand, how come women were blind to see his real nature? What was so special about him to drive them madly in love?

The day they found Leanne dead in the bathtub with water mixed with blood and her wrists deeply cut, with a note on the bathroom floor explaining why, the police called Alex first, because he was the last one she dialed on the phone.
He came running to her flat, two blocks away from his apartment in the town of Pasadena. The way he saw her, it broke all his emotional barriers. The note was saying about her love with Joey, how much she adored him, but how he used her. Being unreasonably, strongly in love and blindly attached to him, he managed to steal all her money and not only, but most of the family money too. And after all, he dumped her, saying she is worth nothing. Leanne couldn’t stand the shame, couldn’t face the family and the mistake she made, so she ended her life.

Telling his parents was the hardest of all. The amount of pills his mother needed to get through the funeral, his father crying like a lost child- something he has never seen before … it was dramatic. Alex though didn’t plan on waiting the pain to go away. Few days after the funeral he quit the football team and found way to join the bureau. Today, seven years later, Alexis Castillo was closer to Joey Amaba than ever. The bureau got an intel that Joey was in New York and
Alex was going there hoping to complete this case and to finally get a closure.

to be continued …

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