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He was so hispanic

Something odd happened earlier. I couldn't stop thinking about it, Laura was currently doing me and mom's makeup. She had always been good at these kind of stuff. It had only been a few hours since it happened but I couldn't get my mind off it. I also did something I thought I would ever do. I invaded Eric's privacy not just by eavesdropping but I couldn't help but open his phone..

Eric can speak Spanish.

When I said he was a man of many talents, I didn't expect this. It had been an hour since he left to go run my dad's errands with the tuxedos for tonight. I wanted to ask him something that I had completely forgotten about, I just sped up to the guest room without knocking well it's not like he ever knocks when he comes around in my room.

At first I thought it was just the television playing, me being delusional and oblivious to the fact that of-course Eric can speak his father's mother tongue. Well I just didn't expect it. It all sounded like gibberish and he looked beyond aggravated, he was pacing back and forth around the room shirtless. I suppose he intended to take a shower before heading out to fetch the tuxedos.

"Por que me estas llamando, Luka?" Eric hissed, the door was slightly open and I stayed still in my position. He wasn't focused on it. My heart was beating fast, I could feel myself shaking in fear of messing up. If Eric found out I was snooping around his business, he wouldn't open up to me and we had made so much progress. I took Spanish classes in high school but it would never be enough to fully understand this heated conversation. He was just speaking way too fast and the way he spoke to fast confirmed that this wasn't a second language where you stutter for bit while thinking for the next word in the particular language. Eric had a pure british accent, it surprised me how he could just switch up and now he sounded like a real hispanic. Was he a con artist? How he could easily switch accents shocked me.

"tu padre no es mio.." He continued, he was literally pulling the roots of his hair, his frustration was clear.

"Lo siento por tu madre, pero mantente fuera de mis asuntos y nunca me vuelvas a llamar." He paused. "Bye Luka."

He spoke so fast I couldn't fathom what he was saying but I did catch a name and figured he was speaking to his brother. I stayed still in my position and panicked when he turned to look at the door, he shook his head then threw his phone on the bed and then I heard the bathroom door close. I waited a bit more till I could hear the water running, I didn't want him to come back and see me-

I tippy toed towards the bed. There were no footsteps noise considering this was a carpeted floor, thanks mom!

I grabbed his phone and mentally rolled my eyes when I saw the password. There was obviously the fingerprint ID but a backup pin. I tried multiple ones from the song mess around or Manchester or one of the neighborhood songs then it hit me. There is no one he loves more than his mother so I tried 'Lizzy' and it gave definite access.

With my hands shaking, when the water stopped I quickly threw the phone on the bed and ran out the door. To my surprise he continued showering, it was clearly a false alarm so I went back, got ahold of the phone and went straight to the contacts and recent calls.

I grabbed my phone, from my jeans back pocket and switched off the volume to silent. I knew I didn't have time to take the numbers one by one and what if I did take the numbers one by one but later realized I left one number out and it couldn't go through. Making sure the phone was on silent and the volume on zero. I took a risk and snapped multiple picture about four. The first picture wasn't clear enough so I had to take a few more when it was now clear. I heard whistling then put back the phone in its position and went out.

The number started with +34 so it was definitely not a local number.

I was still waiting for Laura to make her arrival so I had a bit more time before the gala to make this call. Curiosity was killing me. I went back to my room, locked the door. Taking a small piece of paper I quickly copied the number down from the picture then went on the balcony.

It rang three times before I got an answer.

"Hola.."

"Hi, am I by any chance speaking to Luka?" I said in a cheerful tone but I was dead scared. Thank goodness, Eric's room was four rooms away so his chances of hearing me were slim.

"Sí, you're speaking to Luka. Who are you?" He said in a deep Spanish accent.

"I'm Leona Winters, Eric's girlfriend." I got ahead of myself and said it like that. I yearned to say these words without feeling bad or feeling like a liar. I wanted to be Eric's girl..

"Girlfriend?? He never say.." Luka responded, by this I figured English wasn't his best. That's why Luka spoke in Spanish then but I hoped he understood what I was saying and could give me more information and Eric had said his brother hated him?!

"Yeah, it's still a new relationship anyways please don't tell him that I called you. I just wanted to speak to one of his family.. he said he didn't have family." I lied and explained here and there making sure I spoke slowly so he understands.

"Oh, I know Ricardo always angry since he is child." I understood that he meant to say Eric was an angry person ever since he was a child. I had to bare with Luka's broken english. I knew he would be helpful now and in the future.

"He never told me much about his childhood. He is very quiet."

"Sí, I call him to tell him that my mama passed away but he is not care much."

"Oh, Luka I'm very sorry about your loss."

"Gracias Leona, I tell Ricardo that he come home for funeral but Ricardo says no."

"I'm really sorry, I know how Eric can be sometimes."

"Yes but how you love someone like him? I'm happy he is not alone. Ricardo disappear a lot. I never know where he go."

"He is currently in the USA, that's where we met and don't worry he isn't alone. So Eric has been to Spain before?" I asked.

"Sí, after Ricardo's mama passed on, he come stay in Madrid with my mama and papa. He was angry and run away later. He go to Manchester. He stay for four years in Spain."

This was a lot to take in, obviously he had learnt how to speak Spanish while staying with his Father and step mother in Spain.

"Oh.." was the only thing I could mutter.

"Sí, Ricardo stay at orphanage and refuse to stay in Spain. My papa become so sad. I tell Ricardo he come home and meet my daughter, he shout and be angry. I call Ricardo for my wedding, he become angry. My papa before he passed on, he made me promise that I protect Ricardo, my brother and keep him close to family but Ricardo hate me a lot. I try.."

This was really sad.

"Don't worry, Luka. Eric is just figuring himself out and he will change. I will help you don't worry, he will come to Spain to visit you and all will be well, I promise." I had no idea what I was promising knowing Eric was a hardheaded. I would certainly try my best.

"Gracias Leona, I'm happy Ricardo has you not that bad girl Debby. I'm not like his girlfriend from past very much."

This was new info.

"Debby, oh he never speaks about her." I said softly.

"Sí, Debby go to Jail for one year now. I am scared, Ricardo has to do with this. They always together and be bad influence since Rickey was in high school they stay together at orphanage."

Oh my word, Debby must have been the girl who called his phone and he got super mad. I suddenly heard someone knocking on my door. I panicked.

"Leona, come on now. Sorry I'm late Sam was you know being a bother argh since when do you lock the door is Ricky there?"

I quickly said my goodbyes to Luka and promised I would update him on how Eric was. He thanked me and I wished him a great day ahead.

That was super close.

My heart was beating fast.

I had to find out more, I just had to.

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