Matt
Well, it's kind of embarrassing to talk about that... That first night when Jay showed up I tried to talk with those assholes, I didn't even make it to the door of the bar when I heard them laughing. Like nothing happened, like everything was normal. Every laugh felt like a slap I was so pissed that I knew going inside was going to cause trouble.
So I didn't, I spent a few days ghosting them, in part to calm down, in part to see what they'll do.
So... that backfired... They didn't do anything. Not a single fucking text. They were ghosting me, ME!!! So instead of calming down I just got angrier and angrier.
Damn those bastards!!
I didn't know if I should continue ignoring them, or beat the crap out of them.
I did nothing until two days ago, I was in a meeting with Gaucho's mom, designing her claustro yard, it's coming along pretty good if I say so myself.
She is usually really nice, never saying a bad thing about anyone, but yesterday she was infuriated about how Jay didn't come to his mom's wake, and now he kicked his aunt out, and not only didn't go to say hello to his friends, but came up with lies to arrest Quentin's kids.
I was shocked! If the nicest lady in town is saying all of this, what about everyone else???
So I told her everything, absolutely everything. Even Q's little secret, so what if I outed him? After what he did, after what he made his kids do, he'll get no consideration from me, whatever happens, he'll had it coming.
She couldn't believe it. But I was involved in everything, mostly, I was a part of it all, so the nonsense her son told her was exposed as the disgusting lie that it was.
She was so fucking pissed, and embarrassed, but mostly pissed, because turns out they not only didn't tell him about his mom passing, but they told everyone that he was out of reach, so no one else tried to contact him. I mean, they could have send their regards or something anyway, but fuck it, I just let her redirect her anger and indignation to her son.
Later I found out that she told everything to the other moms, I mean... The guys are almost forty but they still got a good scolding from their moms. And their wives.
How did I find out about this? Well the next morning I was at her house taking measurements, so I heard everything, it was so awkward, but also really fun, I could help it but chuckle on the down low.
After everything was said and done, Gaucho came to curse at me, his mom's hand imprinted on his cheek, literally spouting all kind of shit, hateful homophobic shit, so I punched him. Hard.
I was looking at my fist horrified, while he laid semi unconscious on the grass.
His father, who was watching the whole time came running, checked that he was ok, and looked at me "well, he had it coming, but next time try not to put so much weight into it, or you might end up killing someone"
"I.. I... I never punched anyone before"
He had a laugh while his son was trying to sit up "that was a good start then!" He kept laughing and spend the next hour teaching me how to fight, it was so much fun, apparently I'm a natural. Who knew?!
"I forgot to ask you... What happened to those catfishing assholes??"
"Well, nothing much..." So I told him the abridged version
He is laughing so hard that he almost fell from the chair, after he regained his breath again, he told me Gaucho senior tried to teach him how to fight when he was a teen, but he was in his Gandhi fase (his words, not mine) so he had to learn later from Fel, who apparently is deadly, I have no doubt about it.
So he offered to teach me a few moves, and he said next time he'll teach me how to fight with a knife, I don't think I'll ever need to do that, but he said that since I'm living in the hills I need to know how to fend off cuatreros... I don't get it, but sure, knife fighting sounds fun.
We've been practicing in the garden for a good while when his car goes by, the moment he sees it he goes running after it.
Damn, I want someone to run after me too.