If I Go Down...

{ARMANDO}

"Get out!" My father yells at Carlos.

"Don't," I tell Carlos.

Carlos chuckles, I am sure he is thinking of the same scenario that happened years ago, but at least back then, it was just a joke. From the looks of things, my father is not joking. He surely wants Carlos out. It is late and I have no time to stand and listen to whatever bullshit he has to say.

Yes, I hate paperwork, but I have done them meticulously.

I know what will happen if I mess up.

I have thought about why he wants me to go through them and maybe it is because of the lawsuit that happened years ago. I stare at his hand and he has no papers on them. Perhaps, to show me what I have missed and what I should have done.

So, that isn't there.

I am sure he is here to blabber how my life is shit and I should see a therapist. '