She still won’t come out of her room.
Jade and I have practically been begging. But she just keeps yelling and sending us away, no matter how hard we try.
We can hear her come out at night to eat and use the bathroom. But that’s it.
One time, Jade even went out there and tried to talk to her.
That didn’t end well.
It’s been almost a week, and Jade and I just don’t know what to do anymore. She hasn’t even gone into work… Her boss keeps calling, and I’ve been making up excuse after excuse for her. But she’s gonna run out of sick days soon, at this rate. And then what? I can’t cover for her forever.
If only we could get Mari to show her face half as much as Diego has.
That little shithead keeps coming by our house almost every day, no matter how many times we ask him to leave.
Seriously? Well, the kid’s got balls. I’ll give him that.
And he was back at it again this morning. Gave me the usual sob story and everything. Disgusting.
I’ve been doing a pretty good job holding my tongue until now. But today, the moment I looked at him, something just snapped. I really let him have it. And you know what? It felt good. I don’t regret one word of it.
Here’s hoping we’ve seen the last of that bastard’s face around here. He’s never getting near my girl ever again. Not if I have anything to say about it.
Some days, I feel like this is seriously killing me. How am I supposed to just stand by and watch this happen when there’s nothing I can do to help?
I just wish there was something, anything I could do to take Mari’s pain away.
But I can’t.
I don’t think anyone can right now…
What are we gonna do?