The Girl Is in Trouble Page #7

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100% Dominicano!

You told me

you like this sh*t dirty.

I know you European girls

like it dirty, now we going raw!

Get off me! F*** off!

In life,

you either f*** or get f***ed!

Now, I'm doing the f***ing!

F*** off.

F***! Are you crazy?

Stay away from me.

Watch where you point that.

You don't f***ing know me!

I f***ed up niggas

three times your size in jail!

So I suggest

you put that sh*t down!

Stay away!

Help me, please!

Hey...

Lovebirds.

Signe?

Signe!

Call 9-1-1. I don't wanna die.

Oh sh*t.

Sh*t!

F***!

Sorry.

Nicholas, it's me.

I did it. It's done.

I got what you want.

Now I want what we agreed on.

Where do we meet?

Huh-Huh...

Nicholas Feinman...

Hey Nick.

You like movies?

Cause...

I got a movie today.

Watch it!

Watch the whole f***ing thing.

He's begging you for his life.

That b*tch shot him.

And you put him in the ground.

That's ten grand.

You can have it,

no questions asked.

Don't worry, Nicholas,

I'm taking your money.

But first you and I,

we're gonna party.

You like cocaine?

Open it.

Open it!

Now take a hit.

I said take a motherfucking hit.

Now take another one.

I don't want to take

another one.

I ain't asking you.

You like to party

like a rockstar, whiteboy?

Do you?

We're gonna party all night.

Yeah, you're gonna do that

whole motherfucking brick.

Alright.

Faster!

Bottoms the f*** up!

Get your stuff together.

Amir's gonna get you

out of here.

So you believe me?

I never said that.

What Jsus said to you

about in life,

you either f*** or get f***ed.

He said that to me too.

Who wants to live like that?

I don't.

But the truth is,

people like us,

people like me,

we're all a little f***ed.

So you're going back

to Stockholm.

The ticket's

under your real name.

August, hey,

I'm sorry I lied about the fire.

But the rest was true,

he really did

those things to me.

I can't go back, if I go...

Get your stuff together.

If I go back, I go back to jail!

Put your stuff together now.

Signe, either get on the plane,

or we go see Angel.

No, no, no...

Remember, no eating until

the whole family together.

That brother of yours!

How come he no show up again?

Angel!

Abuela...

Oh, Dios mo...

So this is it?

Yeah.

How do you know

I'm gonna get on the plane?

Cause you can't cheat

what's coming.

I don't want to be just the kind

of person you think I am.

I said...

more things

that you don't understand.

Like what, Signe?

Like what?

Happy Fourth of July.

At the end of it all,

even though I still felt lost,

I realize now that the things

that change you,

are never the ones

you see coming.

They blind-side you

when you're most vulnerable.

I look back and wonder why

I was never aware of how much

anger I had inside me,

how much fear and selfishness,

and then I felt like

my heart was gonna explode.

I'm sorry for a lot of things

I said and did,

things I have to live with now,

for the rest of my life.

No way to fix it all.

I did the best I could

at the time.

But I still feel restless.

So I let my mind wander again.

In those moments, I confronted

myself for the first time.

No more excuses.

No more hang-ups

on chance and faith.

All that was left was

facing the hard truth.

There always will be

possibility.

But it was up to us

to find our way.

We had to do better.

I had to do better.

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