I wonder if the pain she’d inflict would be slow and savored or quick and painless. And after all that’s transpired, if she’d be the one to end me or leave it to someone else.
Should I survive all that she is, will I ever be the same? Do I even want to go back to the way things were?
Saving some sancocho for me?
Doe
I planned on it. I made too much to eat all by myself.
Who taught you about the plantain balls? You got other Puerto Ricans or Dominicans in your life?
I thought I was special.
Doe
Lol, Scar. I’m from fucking Brooklyn. Of course I know other Puerto Ricans and Dominicans.
Though, you hold the crown of the ONLY one who pisses me off on a daily basis.
I’ll proudly wear that crown.
And Thong Song? Really? Funny that you’re wearing one right now.
Doe
Now, wait a minute. That song is a certified classic that aged incredibly well.
Next, since you insist I’m wearing a thong, what color is it?
Not purple.
Doe
Fuck you.
Whenever you think you’re ready for that, mi beba.
Doe
¡Nunca!
Well, that was sexier than just saying no. Gotta turn that never into siempre.
Doe
I’d like to see you try.
Say no more.
20/
normalcy announcement
Deirdre
9:15 p.m. | 30 minutes before ‘the fourth incident’
AFaceTime from Alora lights up my screen, and I swipe to answer and am greeted by her rosy face and glassy eyes. As if she’s been crying.