i walk over to my closet and take a sweatshirt off the hanger. i zip it up and wear my slides. me and mar better be meeting up for something important because I'm so tired to be dealing with his bipolar ass. you open the door slowly and start walking to the park.
"what you wanna tell me better be important castano" i say
i look around waiting for someone to talk i stumble as i start to walk backwards
"yo jacobo why yu texting me girl shit" "huh" "you're telling alessya to kill herself" "i have no idea what you're talking about" "man quit lyin" "i don't even have her number or social media" "she sent me ss of the text" "well your girlfriend's lying" you say giving him a fake smile "you better leave her alone jacobo or I'll-" "you'll what shoot me" you say cutting him off
i look down and pull his gun out of his pants you point the gun to your hand and put his finger on the trigger.
"go ahead pull the trigger"
he stutters
"do it!" "i-i can't"
he puts the gun away
"pussy" you say walking back home
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