Thirty Two

“Shut up! Damn it! Are you really going to be my husband? Shut up, I’ll slap your face, stop it.”

The girl with him continued to laugh, and I didn’t know what was happening. So, this girl is his cousin? Now that I’ve had a close look at her, she’s somehow familiar to me. I don’t know if she looks like someone else or if I’ve actually seen her before.

“Damn it, Di! It’s me, Mar? Maricar? Seriously! The one who fought with you because I thought you had a crush on Marky! The basketball player from our campus!” That rang a bell, and I suddenly remembered and laughed.

“So, you’re the one chatting with this crazy guy?” She’s the Maricar who was talking to this jerk, “I thought he had a girlfriend already, I was about to strangle him.” I joked, but I still looked at this guy in a bad way, he might be mine later. “Oh, so, are you and Baliesteros together?” I was referring to Mark, who was also a star player in basketball, just like Jaxon.

Mark confessed to me years ago. We became close at