I left Rosa in the bathroom and went to speak with Brando to find out what the f**k happened. Blood pumped through my brain so loudly I could hear it. The phrase seeing red was accurate. I was there.
The guys were quietly drinking beer and talking about Armando. They were furious but then so was I.
“She okay?" Brando asked after I left the room.
“You tell me!" I exploded and swiped a bunch of s**t off the coffee table, sending it crashing to the floor. “What the f**k happened?" My anger was off the rails and I knew it.
The guys stayed seated and simply watched me.
I took a breath. “Rosa is in the shower. I'm losing my f*****g s**t and need to know what happened."
I also needed my hands around Armando's f*****g throat. I wanted him covered in blood and for his life to be nonexistent.
