*Harry's Pov*

"Wouldn't be the first time." Estrella said sounding so cold and heartless.

I couldn't believe what she said, I refused to believe it. How could a girl with an angelic face be a murderer? She was so little and petite no one would believe she would be capable of doing such thing. My mind was racing with so many questions, but I couldn't say anything I was in shock.

"Wh-what?" Was all I was able to get out. She smirked at me and closed her eyes still leaning her head against the head rest of the car as if remembering the event.

"I accidentally killed a girl years ago. Sometimes I regret it, sometimes I don't." She said so bluntly. Wow she actually admitted it, she really is a killer. I put my hands on her face turning her head towards me.

"What happened?" I ask looking at her blank expression. She opens her eyes and they look lost, she seems out of it.

"It’s a long story I'd rather not tell right now." She said sounding annoyed.

"But how could you not regret it?" I know I'm not perfect either and I've made my mistakes as well, but I regret mine and I do them for a reason.

"Harry I'm not that innocent girl you think I am. I'm not perfect I make mistakes, but believe me I wouldn't kill person just cause I felt like it. I had a reason and it was a good reason, plus I said it was an accident." She puts her hands up to mine to pry them away from her face. I let go of her face and turn to look straight out the front window and she does the same. I couldn't help it, but I was mad at her for some reason.

"When we get to the hotel you are telling me." I demanded instead of asking. I turn on the car exiting the club's parking lot.

"Man what a waste of a good dress. That girl ruined the night." Star said sounding annoyed yet amused.

"You could have just ignored her and we could have still been in the club." I said also annoyed.

"Nope, you see I wouldn't have cared if she called me a bitch, but call me a wetback. Hell no that crosses the line that goes to a whole nother level. I will not accept any sort of racist shit from people. And ima stop there before I get angry again." She said closing her eyes.

I guess I couldn't blame her, it must be hard having to be called many racist names in a country that is racist toward her race. I know she plays it of as anger, but I think its sadness and hurt. When she says she cries of anger it’s just the hurt she feels in her heart.

"I'm sorry." I say without thinking, but I know I meant it.

"Don't be. It's in the past now, who cares." She says smiling while rubbing her Hakuna Matata tattoo. As I divert my attention between her and the road ahead I smile. She had that smile that would brighten up the room and lighten up anyone's mood.

"Hakuna Matata." I say stupidly smiling even wider. Her smile stretches even more looking over at me.

"You got to put your past behind ya." She says blankly.

The rest of the car ride was silent. She looked out the window as in a deep thought. I also had many thoughts running through my mind. But the main one was; what could that girl have done for Star to have killed her. I knew she was hiding her past from me, but I was never expecting this. She could have killed that girl tonight and would have gone to jail. Wait why isn't she in jail if she killed someone. I looked over at her and saw she was smiling. Her eyes seemed bright with excitement as she continued to look out the window. She was a different Star then the one I saw earlier. This Star seemed friendlier the one that I saw working and playing with her nephews.

"What are you smiling at?" I say snapping her out of her thoughts. She was startled by my question turning her body to face me.

"Cause I was looking up at the stars and moon reminiscing on good old memories." She smiles and turns back to look out the window.

"Well we are here." I say parking the car. We get out and walk into the lobby escaping the cold air from outside. We go on the elevator up to our room and I open it turning on the lights. Star goes into the room and comes back out with a tequila bottle.

"Let’s finish the night?" She smirks waving the bottle in her hands. I sit on couch my elbows on my lap with my hands in my face. This girl never gets tired of drinking. I could see why they wanted her to stop.

"No you are going to tell me about the girl you killed." I demand standing up in front of her, my body towering over hers. She walks around me and sits on the couch.

"Fine, but sit down cause it’s kind of long, but I’ll make it short." She winks patting on the empty space next to her.


*Estrella Pov*

Harry lets out a loud sigh and sits next to me. I wasn't really in the mood to explaining anything to him, but I know he wouldn't let it go. So might as well tell him know.


"It was when I was 16. This white girl called Emily I think, was bulling my best friend Ana. She would beat her up and call her all sorts of names. Ana was the opposite of me, she was nice and caring and a well a good person. She would never fight back she would always walk away, never said any bad words, she was truly innocent. I don't know why this girl started to hate on her and bully her. My friend never told me that the girl would bully her, she was afraid that I would hurt Emily and do something I would regret later on. But one day Emily beat the shit out of Ana leaving her in a coma." I look up at Harry and he seemed so interested in what I was saying.


"I didn't know she was in the hospital until I called her parents after Ana didn't show up for a week at school and wouldn't answer my calls or texts. They told me she was at the hospital in a coma, I ran to see her and she was beat really bad. Her parents told me she had broken ribs, her neck, nose, arm, and leg. I was in shock when I saw her, I mean what kind of person does this to a loving person like Ana." I let out a sigh continuing to tell me story.
"Before Ana was in the coma I had no idea who did that to her, I didn't know that Emily bullied her. But a week later Ana came out of her coma and I was there by her side. I would always be there with her after school talking to her keeping her company. So she told me what happened and who did that to her and I lost it. I had seen that girl at and noticed she would bully other kids, but I never got involved. So when I went back to school and saw Emily I flipped the fuck out. I pushed her against the wall and yelled at her for doing what she did to my friend. She just laughed at me and I laughed back, I didn't hurt her then and there because there were too many people."


"I later saw her when I was walking near the pond. You member the pond right?" I ask Harry. He nods his head and I continue. "Well I lost it, I started to punch her and the truth is I went black. There was no one to tell me to stop and I couldn't stop. My fist kept punching and punching and it felt good. Letting out all the anger I had built up. I also kicked her stomach and head. I didn't want to kill her, but once rage takes over there aint no stopping me. So I beat her to death and covered up my tracks making seem like an animal attack. I was actually scared of myself, I kept myself away from people. I locked myself in my room, not going to school. I would wash my hands a lot as if trying to wash away the blood that I spilled. I was scared of rage." I felt a tear roll down my cheek remembering the dark moment in my life. I put my head down ashamed of my actions. Harry wipes away my tear with his finger. His touch feeling so warm contrast of my cold heart.

"I don't even know what to say." Harry murmurs retrieving his hands from me. "So did they ever find her body?" Harry asks I let out a chuckle.

"Yea I had dragged her body near the hills though. Ana later found out what I did and was angry at me. She moved away because she was afraid of me and disappointed. I was hurt, but that just showed me what a great friend she is." I sarcastically say. "I was angry cause I defended her I killed that girl because she hurt my friend, but my friend left me because I killed her. Kinda funny huh?" I felt the pain rise in heart at the betrayal of my 'friend'.

"Wow and-" Harry started, but I cut him off.

"Oh and this happened at night too. Just thought you should know." I say trying to mask the pain with happy tone in my voice. I never liked being to serious so I would always turn everything into a joke or changed the tone of my voice making seem happier.

"Who else knows?" Harry asks. I could tell he was still trying to process everything in his head.

"I never told anyone only my big brother and my middle brother Leo. My parents didn't know and my little brother doesn't know. That’s why my middle brother is afraid of me and doesn't want me to fight his battles, he's afraid I'll kill someone else and go to jail. My big brother wasn't afraid since he was gang member himself he has gone through beating people almost to death, but he calmed down once he met his girlfriend and had his kid. But like I said there are times when I regret it and I'm ashamed, but when I'm angry I don't care and most of the time I don't care. That’s why I got this tattoo, cause I don't care about my past I have to put my past behind me. That's why I love Lion King so much it taught me to move on in life. I can't always be hunted by the events in my past."

"Wow- I -can't- I - you left me dumbfounded again." Harry says letting out a small chuckle.

"So are you afraid of me?" I return him the question he has asked me many times before.

"No, I'm just- I can't believe that an innocent looking girl like you would do such a thing." Harry looks at me in disbelief.

"So what’s your secret? Cause I know that you've been hiding something from me as well. Like you second job." I never told anyone my story before, but for some reason it felt good telling Harry. I felt as if I could tell anything and he wouldn't judge me, he made me feel like I could trust him. And I did.

"Well it’s a long story." He says standing up rubbing the back of his neck sounding nervous.

"Well it’s not like I'm going anywhere. So start spilling." I wink patting the seat again for him to take.

Notes

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