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I saw a few people littering the sidewalk as I trudged past.

This, however, didn't phase Hero as he raced after me, screaming to stop. 

"There was no need for that!" He yelled. 

I turned my head as I still walked. 

"It was well deserved! Why don't you call that slut that was perched on your lap? I'm sure she'd be more than happy to change you!"

Before I could move further away from him, Hero grabbed onto my arm, unwilling to let go. 

"Don't you realize how stupid you sound? It wasn't what it looked like!" 

I swiveled around, pinning him with the nastiest look I could muster. 

"Then what was it, huh? Was she just dry humping you? Were you making out? Was that it?" 

"You're going to cause a scene," Hero said through gritted teeth, "I need you to shut up for a second so I can explain." 

I scoffed. "Why would I do that?" 

Hero paused, staring at me with a soft look in his eyes. 

"Because you love me too much to not want to know what I have to say."

I had to agree with this. He had a point. I did love him too much for my own good. Maybe even too much to say no. 

I sighed. "Fine. You have one minute." 

Hero smirked, as if knowing he had a chance. 

"I didn't plan on seeing that girl at all. I will admit that I needed someone to talk to. I planned on speaking with her at some public place, but she insisted we come here." 

I closed my eyes after hearing this. Had he really changed or had the badboy side of him remained?

"I knew something was off when we began talking," Hero went on, "I pulled out my phone and recorded our conversation secretly. At one point, she admitted she'd been coerced to seduce me. Diedre. She knew her."

I shook my head already feeling dumb for trusting in that woman for even one second. 

"Did anything happen?" I breathed. 

"No." Hero replied adamantly. "Not even a kiss. She climbed on top of me when I told her to stay away from me. At the end, when you walked in on us, she told me she just wanted to play." 

I wasn't satisfied though I was glad to hear him confirm what I'd heard. 

"I hear what you're saying." I said. "But I don't know how I can trust your word."

Hero signed, accepting this fact.
 
"I had a feeling you'd say that. That's why I have the recording on my phone." 

Without hesitation he held it out for me. I took it in my hands, running a finger across the black screen. With this evidence there was no way I could stay mad at him, though him leading that whore to our apartment still nawed at the back of my mind. 

Instantly swiping, I saw the saved video in his gallery. Pressing on it, I heard the grainy voices. 

"So what's your name?" Hero asked calmly. 

"Paris." The girl responded as she fastened her hair. "Exactly the place I was conceived. So... you said you don't have someone to talk to. Are you lonely?" 

I saw a grim expression cross Hero's face. 

"Far from it. I need more of... a friend. Companion. My girlfriend and I are at odd ends with each other. She infuriates me so much." 

Paris seemed interested. 

"How so?" 

Hero sighed.

"I have a past. She has a past. They seem.... so alike in many ways but it never fails to create issues with us. I love her to death... but... when her past rears its head, it causes so many triggers for me..." 

Paris cleared her throat. 

"Why haven't you spoken to her about this?" 

Hero paused, searching for an answer. 

"I can't. My therapist says I should communicate but it's nearly impossible. There are already so many fights between us. When I see her, loving me the way she does, with her soft, giving nature I don't want to ruin that. I want her happy with me." 

It didn't take long for Paris to switch the conversation. She lowered her training bra, trying to give my boyfriend a better view. 

"Well, I don't know anything about that girl, but I can promise you I'll be happy with whatever you do. I've heard about you around town. This is your one chance to get laid because we all know you don't get it with her." 

At this comment, I wanted to throw the phone across the block. How dare someone like her judge me this way. 

She was trashy.

She didn't have any sense of morals. 

She was a prostitute. 

Then, just in time, Hero backed away from Paris, utterly uncomfortable. 

"It's time you leave." He growled. 

"I don't think so." She replied, cornering him. "I've come to keep a promise. I've been paid good money." 

Hero scoffed. "What the hell are you talking about?" 

Paris cackled. "Your grandmother paid me to sleep with you. Said perfect Kristina needed to learn her place. I'm not going anywhere." 

Hero practically ran as he dodged her advances. 

"I've never hit a girl!" He warned as he threw a cushion. Still, Paris was adamant on tailing him.

As soon as he had thrown the rest of the cushions, he flipped the couch to try to defend himself but like a track star, Paris catapulted herself over. 

She tried to plant a kiss, but Hero managed to dodge it, causing her to face plant across his shirt. Then, very quickly, with strength I didn't think she possessed, Paris shoved him on the chair. 

Setting herself onto Hero, Paris began moving, running her hands through his hair.

He struggled, doing his best to push her off. 

"No! What the the fuck are you doing!"

"Relax," Paris purred, "I want to play with you."

As soon as I saw myself walk into the frame, I locked the phone, handing it back to Hero. That was I needed to see. All I wanted to see. 

He was telling the truth. 

"Are you upset?" Hero asked as he placed the phone in his back pocket. 

I nearly choked. 

"No... I'm... I don't know what I'm feeling. Hero... if all of what happened was a mere accident... why did you make me think you really were messing around with Paris?" 

He contemplated his answer for a moment. 

"I was mad at you. I wanted you to feel how I felt." 

This fact upset me, but after hearing how much he loved me in the recording, I just couldn't stay mad at him. 

"We need to stop doing this." I said. "Constantly hurting each other. If we don't, it's going to be constant and never ending. I don't want to spend my life like that. I want to have kids. And get married..." 

I clasped my hand to my mouth when I realized what I'd said.  

Hero on the other hand looked quite uneasy. He scratched his neck and any other crevice his nails could reach. 

"I agree." He coughed. "Will you come back to the apartment with me?" 

I pursed my lips, teasing him with silence. 

"Of course I will." 

Hero moved excitedly, grabbing ahold of my hand gently.  

"Come on, baby. I want to make you feel good." 

I instantly planted my feet. 

"Wait- no. I want to do something for you." 

Hero raised a brow. "What is that exactly?" 

I smiled.  "It's a surprise. All I'll need is ice." 

He quickly gathered me into his embrace, running a finger down my back. 

"Anything else?" 

I gasped, taken aback by his velvety voice. 

"No. Just you."

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