Catarina
The anger and frustration in me is huge and it is not slowing down. I don't know why and what caused me to break out so much, but my pride is too big now to go there and apologize to Hero. I slam the door of my room and grab my suitcase stubbornly. I don't want to be around people who think I am incompetent and if Hero thinks that then why are we even trying? "Catarina please let me in" Hero says from the other side of the door and I can hear his head getting rested on the door. I just keep quiet and throwing my stuff in my suitcase. I never realized how much clothes I actually have. "Please let me in, you know I don't like to fight with you, Catarina, you are my everything, I care about you the most and why I was like that is only because I am worried about you, not because I think you can't be alone" I let out a quiet sigh on his words and just keep quiet again packing my stuff. My heart gets a little bit warmer when he says that I am his everything, but still that doesn't change my stubborn attitude. "If you let me prove you what I feel for you I promise I'll make it" after some time of thinking and thinking trying to set my pride away and listen to my heart I open the door without saying anything. Me and Hero stare at each other's eyes until he finally speaks. "Let me show you something" he says and I furrow my eyebrows a bit. "What?" "You'll see, just come" he turns around and starts walking, I follow him to the end of a huge hallway totally confused without any expectations. There is a door at the end of the hallway which are always locked, Hero never showed me what is in there and I was always too scared to ask.
"This is a room I don't like taking people to, but I don't want any more secrets between us" I furrow my eyebrows more curiously and walk in the room slowly when he opens the door. The room gets me even more confused.
It's a normal room, a bit bigger than the guest room and it has got only shelves and closets. It has got one vanity. On there, there is makeup, a lot of pretty expensive makeup brands. With being Kristina's best friend for a long time you learn a bit about makeup. There are also perfumes, a hair brush, a hair straightener. On the shelf on the wall there is women jewelry, on the one under it there are sunglasses and on the hanger next to the window there are hats.
On the other side of the room the closer is open and there are the prettiest dresses I have ever seen. Under them are some shoes, mostly heels and a couple of sneakers. As much as this clothes and stuff look fancy, they are not slutty, they are expensive and refined.
Along with all the beautiful and amazing stuff here one thing catches my eye the most. It's a huge picture on the wall, on it there is Hero, with a girl. She has long brown and curly hair like mine, she also has brown eyes and she is smiling. Hero is hugging her waist and he is also smiling, the true smile. Something inside me is telling me this is a long and important story. The girl on the picture is wearing a beautiful white dress and when I turn around I see the exact same dress hanging in the closet.
I turn around to face Hero, but his look leaves me confused and a bit worried. His eyes are sad, really sad, he is pale and his posture seems tensely. "I don't understand" is the only thing I say when I turn to him. He grabs a small picture from a shelf with only the girl on it. "This is Maya, she was my girlfriend, but" he stops and looks down. I just stare at him trying to understand what is happening right now and trying to read his body language. "One day she was going alone home from the store, late at night and just like that, the guy shot at her, and she died" he says and my heart immediately breaks. I don't know what emotion fills me the most: guilt for what happened to him or confusion because I thought I was his first girlfriend.
I decide to keep all my questions to myself and look at Hero sadly. "I am so sorry" "Do you understand now why I don't want to leave you?" he asks and I nod my head. "Yes, I am sorry for not believing" I look around the room one last time until I notice something I didn't see before. On the little table there is an open box with two rings inside. I furrow my eyebrows more and look at Hero. "Are those wedding rings?" I ask and he just nods his head. Now it all makes sense. She was his first love after or before the sluts, I don't know, but he obviously loved her and he still probably does, but she's dead and he is keeping all her stuff as a memory. It doesn't make sense to my why would someone shot at an innocent girl, but I decide not to make any more questions.
"I am sorry, I, I really don't know what to do right now" I say and Hero nods his head. "I understand, take your time thinking, I'll be in the garden" he says and I just nod my head before he leaves.
There are so many things I am curious about right now. He mentioned so many times I am his first girlfriend and the first girl he loved, he was hiding this from me, he was hiding the fact that he had a wife from me for months and I don't know if that's because he doesn't trust me or because he doesn't feel comfortable with it. I'll talk to him, I'll make him tell me and explain me everything, but for now, he needs to relax somehow and he needs to realize that sometimes it's good not to let go of the past....
