Catarina
I can't believe my eyes when I come in my old bedroom. So many good and bad things happened in this room, but those good ones made me think there's still something left in Chad and that I shouldn't lose hope, I loved him with my whole heart and I always tried to fix him, but I was wrong. Now that I see what's going on, everything is clear, he is definitely a lost case. "I told you to don't move!" Chad yells to the poor girl that's tied to the closet. Her mouth is taped making only some whimpers and pantings being able to come from it "Oh gosh" I quietly mumble with my heart beating faster of nervousness. He is still not seeing me, he's too busy looking through his drawer trying to find the right needle, I know him. I need to help her, she is looking at me with pain and fear in her eyes, but also in the begging way to help her. I slowly make my way to the work desk as quiet as possible, with my whole body shaking and sweating a bit because of all the nervousness and anxiety that is rushing through my body currently. I slowly take off the lamp out of the electricity and grab it in my shaky hands. I insecurely walk behind Chad. He still didn't notice me and that's good, my plan is to hit him in the head making him faint, I hope I'll succeed and not cause any other problems. Only a few centimetres are separating the lamp in my hand and Chad's head. Come on, Catarina, you can do this, do it for the innocent unknown girl and do it for Chad. If she goes to the police he won't be able to get away. He's lucky I never went to the police. I close my eyes trying to think of something happier and brighter, puppies, yeah, definitely puppies. Puppies make everything better and- paaaammmm!!!! The lamp hits Chad's head and his body falls on the floor next to my legs seeming lifeless for a second. My breathing is now way faster and I open my eyes widely in shock. I never thought I'd do something like this to save a stranger. Only coming to grab my books turned into something I didn't expect.
I fastly untie the girl before he can wake up and help her standing up. Her brown hair is messed up and her face is red full of dry tears. She kinda looks good for someone who was tied for the closet for god knows how long. "Are you okay?" I hold her arm worried while she's standing up. I don't even know this girl, but yes, I'm worried about her because I really know how does it feel while waiting to be abused, I feel every her tear, every her whimper, I feel the scared look in her eyes, I just feel her and I know that for the regular teenage girl, that's the worst feeling in the world. She nods her head slowly and replies to me. "I'm fine, thank you" I nod my head with a tiny little supportive smile trying to get all the traumatizing images out of my head. "Nothing, let's get out of here" I say trying to keep my eyes away from her real diamond jewelry or her Gucci shirt. Something about this girl isn't quite alright and it's suspicious, especially the fact that she was with Chad, but I refuse to put my nose into other people's business and cause myself more stress. I gotta focus on school, the year has just begun and I really need to give the best of myself.
I grab my books and me and the mysterious girl walk out of the house. She said she can walk home and that's when we separated. In these 15 minutes of "saving her life" I found out her name is Melanie and only that. But as I said, I don't need to know more. I get in the bus to college and one thing is repeating in my mind constantly. This morning I told Hero that my life is all fucked up and that I hate my past so he told me "I understand you, I don't want to be in the contact with my past either, but it will get better as soon as you find the real people to be in your life" and I can't stop putting those words on repeat in my mind and thinking of their meaning. What does Hero have to hide from? The fact that he is an actor just like the most of his family? Or something else that he still didn't tell me, something juicy that isn't for everyone's ears?
