*Catalina*
"Care to explain what you were doing with him ? And why was my kid on his lap ? You two seemed pretty cozy". Rafael is glaring at me after Zac has left, demanding answers.
I know I am in trouble, I just have to minimize the impact as much as possible.
I try smiling, acting like I don't hear the tone in his voice. It is a voice promising me a world of pain if I give him the wrong answer. "I just had a bit of trouble with the kids, you know how they can be, and he offered his help watching them. I just didn't want the kids to get lost".
"I know you are lying. You were flirting with him, making a w***e of yourself. Why would a movie star like him want to babysit someone else's kids, he wanted to get in your pants". He says in a voice that makes me flinch.
I shake my head, putting Adrian in the stroller. "I promise, there was nothing going on, nothing at all, I don't know why he helped with the kids, but that was all, we hardly spoke with each other".
Okay, so the last thing is a lie, we did speak a lot and he had been so sweet, passionate, smart and funny to talk to. It had honestly been wonderful for me to for once talking with someone interesting, someone who listened to what I had to say.
"I don't believe you, I can see the lie in your eyes. Your punishment will, however, need to wait till we get home". He says, grabbing my arm hard. It hurts and I whimper, trying not to show.
I am desperately hoping he cools down before we get home.
*Zac*
"That took some time". JR says as I catch up with them again, giving me a curious look.
My mind is still on Catalina, I don't like this, I feel I might have gotten her in trouble, which is the last thing I wanted.
I nod, looking at him and Lali, this is how a couple should act, they are always supportive of each other and loving, but also capable of teasing each other. I never sensed that with Catalina and her husband. But of course I only saw Them together shortly.
“Yeah, I stayed till the husband came. SThe mother was left alone with three small kids, I couldn't leave her like that". I explain.
"You are such a gem Zac, of course you couldn't". Lali says with a smile. I have a feelibg that she knows me too well sometimes.
I can't seem to get Catalina and the kids out of my mind as we continue our day. That husband really gave me a bad vibe and I seriously worry for them.
About two hours later I suddenly spot her, she is trailing behind her husband and the guy I assume is her brother-in-law, looking scared and upset.
I stop in my tracks, unsure if I should do something.
Lali’s gaze follows mine to see what has my attention. "That wouldn't happen to be her, would it ?"
"Yeah, that is Catalina. Do you have a pen and paper in your bag ?" I ask her, getting an idea, and acting on a spur of the moment feeling.
She hands both to me, and I quickly scribble a note, making Lali look intently at me. "What are you doing Zac ?"
"I am just writing her a note, offering help. I got a feeling she could use a friend. Her husband gives off a bad vibe". I say, folding the paper, handing her back the pen.
She looks at me with concern, as I slowly walk toward Catalina. I am wondering how to slip her the note. And I hear JR saying. "Be careful, don't get yourself mixed up in something stupid".
I see the two men walk inside a*****e to look at some T-shirts. Catalina is staying outside with the kids, and I hurry over, quickly slipping her my note, whispering softly. "If you need any kind of help, okay ?"
She just nods, slipping the note into her bag, then she sends me a smile and turns her attention away, as I hurry back to the others, knowing her husband shouldn't see me talking to her.
But I really hope she will take me up on my offer, that she isn't too scared of him to contact me if needed. I would really like to help her.
*Angel*
I know that daddy is mad at mommy for some reason. It almost seems like he didn't like us talking to Zac, but I don't understand why. Zac was being really nice, and he is in the movie too, so he isn't really a stranger.
In the car home daddy talks angrily to mommy several times, and I fear what will happen when we get home. Sometimes daddy is not nice to mommy at all. He yells really loud and uses bad words. I don't like that.
So I am not telling daddy that Zac came back and gave mommy something, because that would just make him more angry.
When we get home uncle Jorge takes his own car to go home, and daddy grabs mommys arm, pulling her with him, leaving us with our nanny and housekeeper Lucia. The boys start to play with their cars, but I crawl up onto Lucia's lap.
I don't like that daddy is pulling mommy upstairs.