The Devil on High Heels

The Ex-Girlfriend

So long as the next day came.
I decided to take Martina into town, just spending some time with her.

"I'm actually pretty good in doing my nails"

"Alright, Your turn"

"What is your biggest fear?"

"I don't got any fears Martina" I grin.

"Come on, everyone does. Like spiders or-"

"Seeing a girl wearing white leggings underneath dresses, It's seriously terrible"

"Okay" she laughs "Your turn"

"Hm, Are you still scared of being followed?"

"You mean after our second meeting?"
"Yes, But also..You know"

"Jorge, I'd rather forget about all that drama. It was pretty scary"

"That's why I want to talk about it, we never had the chance to"

"What do you wanna do about it Jorge?" She asks a bit irritated" Are you hiding something for me?"

"Me? No I don't" I mocked while I shallow my words trough my throat.

"Okay, but if there is something you want to tell me. Then do it"

"Yes" I smile to her a bit overacting. "Ofcource"

"Alright, my turn again. Wich kind of a man is your father? Nice or..?"

"My dad?" I ask a bit suprised. "Ehm, he's just my dad. Not really special"

"Jorge he has his own company, at least you could tell me what he's doing"

"Like I said before, It's just a trade company"

"Okay, than tell me wich kind of trades"

"Martina"

"Jorge it's me remember?"

"Alright, end of this game" I added. "Shall we go shopping?"

"Jorge" she sighs "No, I know something else"

"What?"

"Why won't we visite the church at the other side of the street?"

"A church?" I ask amazed. "Why a church? You're a believer?"

"No, I'm not. But I've never been there before so I'd like to see it"

"Alright, But not longer than five minutes"

"Thirty"

"Ten"

"Twenty"

"Fifteen"

"Okay deal"

●● Time Skip●●

"What are you doing?" I whisper while I walk towards her.

"Just reading some names, many people have been here. Would you think they still have the other books?"

"Probably yes, why?"

"Well, Jorge I haven't told you something yet"

"What?"

"My biologic parents has lived in this town. So would you think they've ever been here?"

"Perhaps, you want to ask if anyone knew them?"

"No" she mumbled. "It keeps spinning around in my head, but we both know I never will find my answers"

"Hm" Now I start thinking, if her parents are murded over here. And people are stalking her. This could get quite intresting.

"Jorge?" She whispers.

"Shall we burn a candle for them?"

"Yeah" she nodded a bit sadly to me while we walk near the other candles. I add some money into the scale and set fire to one candle. While my hand hold grib on her back she rests her head against my shoulder in a sigh.

"My father is a self-fish person. Since that one day he never looked at me as he used to do"

"What do you mean after that one day?"

"Since the day my sister died" I mumbled.

"You had a sister?" She asks suprised.

"Yes I had"

"I'm so sorry for her Jorge, how did it happen?"

"Ma-"

"Jorge?" We hear a voice come from behind our backs. I turn my face and look at a girl. Brown hair, green eyes. The fact is that I know her. But how does she knows I'm here.

"Stephie Camarena Caire"

"It looks like you haven't missed me".

"What do you want" I mocked while I hold Martina now even more tight to me.

"Jorge, what I want isn't that important right now. It's more important of what you want" she winked to me while she she gazes to Martina.

"I'm sorry but you guys know each other?"

"Hm. She's cute Jorge"

"Martina, could you leave us alone for two minutes?"

"She also just can stay, I mean what would you been hiding for her?"