"Nah man, she wanted to know a little bit about the boys. She'd never let me, even if I wanted to."

'f.u.c.king a.s.shole.'

I wander across the hall and into my room.

"How long have you been in my f.u.c.king room?"

"Well h.e.l.lo to you too Ricky."

"Get the f.u.c.k out Layla."

She walks over to me and puts her hands on my chest,

"But Ricky, I miss you papi."

I smack her hands off of me.

"I don't give a s.h.i.+t. Now get the h.e.l.l outta here, you know you can't be within 100 yards of me."

"But Ricky I love you!"

My blood is boiling, it's taking a lot of self control for me to not hit a woman.

"Layla, if you loved me, you wouldn't have f.u.c.ked that other guy."

I spit my words out as if they were poison.

"Ricky, I was drunk! I needed you but you weren't there and besides,"

She puts her hand on her stomach,

"I'm pregnant Ricky and it's yours."

"LAYLA, I SAID GET THE f.u.c.k OUT OF HERE!"

My sudden outburst makes her jump.

"But Ricky-"

"I swear to G.o.d, if I have to tell you one more d.a.m.n time i'll kill you."

She looks at me and down at her feet. She drags herself out of room and down the stairs.

"Carlos, the next time that crazy b.i.t.c.h gets in here, it'll be your a.s.s."

"Y-yessir."

I close my door and throw off my s.h.i.+rt and change into my boxing shorts.

I make my way down to the gym.

"Yo, back so soon Ricky?"

"Yeah, I didn't think that i'd be this p.i.s.sed."

I start punching the bag.

"Is it Layla again?"

"Esa puta puta ¡La mataré la próxima vez que la vea!"

"Ha, you have every right to."

***

I sit in the corner of the rink, exhausted from fighting.

"Aye ese, go get some sleep. If it'll help, go sleep with the new girl, she's a hot little pice of a.s.s."

"No way mane, she's definitely not like that."

He helps me up and I stagger back to my room. Before I walk in, I stop by her door.

'Should I knock? Is she asleep yet? Should I even be at her door?!'

I step away and head towards my shower.

"Why the f.u.c.k am I even concerned about her? She's a d.a.m.n killer, no better than me."

I let the hot water hit my face. I try to wash away today's event but they're sewn into my flesh. I cut the water off and wrap my towel around me.

Once I hit my bed, I have no energy to put clothes on. I'm more tired than I thought.

'I hope your first day was better than mine, Zero.'