ฅ * . Máximo Cabrera ˙ ⊹.

—What does that mean, Máximo?

I heard you exclaim in fury. I quickly realized something was wrong because of your tone of voice; you never used that tone unless something truly enraged you. I got up clumsily, still feeling the effects of last night's drinking, and quickly headed to the bathroom. My blood ran cold, and for a moment I felt like everything was moving when I noticed a red lipstick mark on the collar of my shirt and a hickey on my neck.

-Dear…

The words caught in my throat as I turned around and saw your face. I couldn't remember anything, I didn't know how it had gotten there, and you probably wouldn't believe me. I felt like my whole world was crumbling as I tried to remember, but I just couldn't; everything was so blurry.

-yo-yo…