The same roof 3|| HEROPHINE

forty-nine: guest room

♫- 305 by Shawn Mendes

꧁ Hero's POV ꧂

I take the stair with her , keep stepping the infinite number of stairs in completely silence.
I'm regretting the many times the I complained about Josephine mocking me because I'm so slow compared to her when it's about to step into our 11 stair cases.

I really would pay to hear her voice right now.

I hate not being able to know what she's thinking.

Knowing her and how pessimist she is, I think that her mind in this moment is filled by the many possible options about the therapy.
Also it could be filled with the many bad things happened in her past making her feel even more empty.

Once we step into the apartment I let her walk in first and she goes straight to her bedroom.

When she doesn't takes her shoes off is always a bad sign.

I don't follow her.
She needs to let all the pain out so I give her 10 minutes to stay all by herself.

I still have tattooed on my mind her reaction to the devastating news.
Her lower lip started to tremble, her face went pale but her cheeks turned into an intense colour that I never saw, even when she was mad at me.

I knock to her door and there is no answer.
I open it an dI find her laying on the bed all curled on herself till her knees reached her chest.
She is staring the wardrobe without blinking an eye.

I can see the many tears that signed her face, taking away that soft layer of foundation from her skin.

I slowly get closer and then I slide right next to her laying on my left hip.
We are so close that I can feel her breathe on my skin.
A tear falls from her eyelid and starts to run on her skin and then cross her nose bridge and reach the other side of her cheek since she's laid and not standing straight.
I brush it away, staring at her red eyes.
I get close and I hug her knowing that she really need one in this moment.

I discovered that nowadays, we have so much power in so many things thanks to the innovation and technology but there is one thing that stills so imprevedible : cancer.

Cancer is something really indesiderate that can change your plans and your life in less than a blink of an eye. It also has the huge power on our emotions, it knows how to make people suffer in a really bad way, in the worst way ever.

I stroke her hair while she stays still, without hugging me back.

"I know how you are feeling, it's horrible but trust me...' i start and then i lean back to be able to stare at her ocean eyes that seems to go through a storm of emotions right now.
"Eleanor is strong and she will win because the cancer doesn't have a chance against her." i say and I see her rabid eyes.
"How you can say something like that?" she asks pissed at me, furrowing her whole forehead.
"You basically met her today for the first time since you don't remember of any of us!" she yells at my face.

I get that she's literally mad with the whole world today but I hate when she remind me about my memory loss using that against me like what happened is actually my fault.

I didn't choose to forget about her. It happened like everything happens in life.

"I'm sorry. I didn't meant to use that against you." she says with a lower voice tone realising how rude she was.
"It's fine but I want you to know that I don't like to see you this hurt." i tell her stroking her cheekbone with my thumb.

She close her eyes for a sec.

"And you are right, I don't remember anything about her but I just need to know how much you've her and Christin to feel empathy for them." I tell her ask I see her looking at my lips couple of times.