Perras Page #7

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I know that I'm great...

...I'm hot and

I'm pretty.

And I can say without a

problem that Tora has a limp...

...that Diana is blind...

...that Patricia is

full of complex es...

...that Alejandra is a lesb...

...that Frida is ugly.

I...

...don't lie.

Kids. Drunks and you

always say the truth.

Well yes.

I didn't do it and I

want to get out of here.

Aren't you terrified

with yourself every day?

To have to wake up with you...

...have breakfast...

...lunch...

...dinner...

...take a sh*t with you?

No!

I have a really great time.

You did it!

You've to be twisted to

do something like that...

...and you fit the profile perfectly!

Shut up limping b*tch!

Shut up limping b*tch!

Shut up limping b*tch!

Shut up limping b*tch!

Shut up limping b*tch!

Shut up limping b*tch!

Shut up limping b*tch!

We were driving back

from Queretaro.

My two sisters and me

in my uncle's car.

And my grandfather...

...who was taking care

of us from his truck.

Suddenly a car invaded our lane.

I felt as if time had stopped.

I still close my eyes...

...and see the car crashing

through the windshield.

I see it with all it. S details.

I see the bumper a few

centimeters from my eyes.

A few insects squashed on it.

I see the dirty headlights.

And the plastic car logo...

...that stayed suspended

in the air for hours...

And then. Like when a film

burns it disappeared.

I didn. T understand

until much later...

...some kid lost control of his car.

Maria. The oldest of my

sisters died there.

I was going to be totally paralytic...

...but "Thanks to god. S greatness...

as my mother says...

...I can walk with my apparatus.

Nothing happened to

Rocio. My other sister.

Nothing.

Not even a scratch.

Why God?

My grandfather turned

out really f***ed up.

Every night he has

nightmares about the accident.

My mom says...

...that what hurt him the most

was that when he got to the car...

...the boy who was

driving was already dead.

But my grandpa picked

up his head anyway.

Looked at it.

And smashed it against the ground.

Until he didn. T have any strenght left.

He end up very frustrated.

Cause he wanted to kill him.

Are you here to pick on me?

No.

Then what do you want?

To help you.

Why? We're not friends anymore.

If I was in your shoes. I'd

like someone to help me.

Your dad is a doctor?

No... But that doesn't matter.

Then how are you

going to help me?

My sister has abortions all

the time. I've seen her.

Your sister has abortions?

Yes.

And you know who she goes to?

She does it herself.

By herself?

I have seen her at least three

times. She says it's not that hard.

It hurts?

A lot.

But she say's it's worst to have a kid

that you don't know what to do with.

And the sooner. The better.

How?

With a hanger.

A hanger?

Yes. A hanger.

What happened?

We can go.

Can we leave?

Yes.

Who did it?

They say she did it by herself.

But the prefect said she was

with another student.

Yes. But the prefect wasn't wearin g

her glasses and she's really blind.

No offence. Andrea.

The Headmistress said

that she was alone...

...and that's the official truth.

The official truth?

That's what they told her parents.

Her parents came?

They saw when she was taken away.

Maria del Mar lost too much blood

and that was the cause of her death...

Well. Let's go.

Nothing is going to happen...

...Who did it?

Was it you Sofia?

Did you help her to abort?

I wish I have. But not.

Did you see your little brother?

What's wrong with you!!!

Wait.

Sofa.

What?

Are we still going to

your house in Acapulco?

Hell yeah.

Goodbye Maria del Mar...

Take care.

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