Re: Atticus M/Cris M
I don't buy that kinda stuff, thinking with your dick. There was more to it. Course I was attracted to her. I loved her, I wanted to be with her, alla that. We met and it was this fast thing. I didn't know she'd be overseas for mosta our marriage, leaving me to raise Teresa more or less. In the end, it kinda just fell apart. I got jealous when she came home, followed her to this guy's house, who I thought she was seeing. I beat his ass. He killed himself not long after. She blamed me, wanted a separation. It's like there was a crack and then it just splintered to nothing. Right after I met Sam, 6 months later, Elena came back from DC with papers for me to sign. But, before she showed me em, she tried to get into bed with me. When I didn't wanna, she slapped me with em.
My relationship with Sam—[...]—lo admito, it started similar, huh? Fast and plunging kinda thing, but her ex showed too and she was real afraida commitment, so it wasn't real serious or nothing for a long time. I dunno. It feels different. She's different. We talk, listen. She never makes me feel bad for being who I am, and I hope I don't make her feel bad either. She wants to be with me, around me, with our kid. Elena was all about appearances, like most cubanas y cubanos, but it kept stuff surface a lot. But, not Sam. She's real and undiluted. Raw. If I thought it wouldn't make her split, I'd ask her to marry me. But, she was married off at her quinceañera or whatever gringos have to some viejo who was real possessive and kept her locked up, so I ain't even gonna go there.
That's prolly more than you ever wanted to know, pero there it is.