POV Roger

I could not believe the time Ivy punched me in the face. I lost my head and went up to her and raised my hand as if to slap her, but at the time Deacy appeared at my side:

"Please, Rog, do not do this, otherwise you will have serious problems. Commented Deacy.

- GO, KNOCK ME, COWARD. HOW DID HE HAVE THE COURAGE OF PUTTING HIS OWN FRIEND, HIS BAND COMPANION, THE PERSON THAT CONSIDERS YOU AS BROTHER? Ivy shouted.

At that time I came back to myself and saw Bri beside Ivy looking at me in disappointment.

"Bri, my brother, I'm sorry, I was unfair to you. I hit you because I felt revolt to see you dancing and embracing this liar, traitor, who only deceived me. He said in disgust.

"Rog, please, my brother, for that, forget it." I was just dancing with Ivy. The way you're her friend, I'm your friend too, I'm much more than that, I'm your brother, damn it. Brian said in alarm.

At that moment the shame consumed me and with tears in my eyes I embraced my dear friend. Bri hugged me back and we made up, but whoever thinks it's over has been deceived ...

"You're ridiculous, Roger. Has your friend cried because of me? There is something against me spoken in the face, imbecile. You son of a bitch, you bastard. "Ivy said to me." You're an idiot, macho, asshole. Hit me. If you do, you'll be matching your father on the brute matter. Ivy said angrily.

- CLEAR YOUR MOUTH, MISS. DO NOT COMPARE ME NEVER TO MY PARENT'S IDIOT, MICHAEL. I AM NOT HE. I HAVE MY FAULTS, BUT I'M NOT A MONSTER. IS NOT IT BECAUSE YOU ARE A WOMAN WHO CAN GRATE ME OK? I'M GOING TO DELEGATE TO TAKE TESTIMONY ABOUT YOUR AGGRESSION. I shouted.

- Come on, both of you. Enough. Said Bri. "Enough of confusion."

At that moment he began to play La Bamba by Richie Valens.

Para bailar la bamba,

Para bailar la bamba,
Se necesita una poca de gracia.
Una poca de gracia por mí, por ti.
Ay arriba y arriba
Y arriba y arriba, por ti seré,
Por ti seré.
Por ti seré

"You're an ogre, Roger, you son of a bitch, I hate you!" Ivy said. "You have no respect for your friends." It's ridiculous.

"Dear Ivy, please do not say anything else. Asked Freddie.

I looked at a nearby table and there were lots of pastries, desserts on the table. I took a piece of strawberry pie with whipped cream and threw it on Ivy's face.

"I do not hit women, because I'm not a monster, but I do torture anyone I deserve, Ivy. She laughed cynically at her.

Yo no soy marinero.

Yo no soy marinero, soy capitan.
Soy capitan.
Soy capitan

Bam-ba-bamba,

Bam-ba-bamba,
Bam-ba-bamba,
Ba...

"You pay me, Roger. Ivy said, taking a large piece of pie and hit my face.

And there began a war of pies and chairs flying all around. There were already drunken guests who came up on the tables and danced naked, including my three college classmates. Others threw chairs into the air.

"It's become a war field here. Said Freddie, startled.

Soon our friends entered the war of pies and chairs. Ivy was so angry that she was afraid of what was to come.

Para bailar la bamba,

Para bailar la bamba,
Se necesita una poca de gracia.
Una poca de gracia por mí, por ti.
Ay arriba y arriba.

R-r-r-r-r, Ja! Ja!

Para bailar la bamba,

Para bailar la bamba,
Se necesita una poca de gracia.
Una poca de gracia por mí,por ti.
Ay arriba y arriba
Ay arriba y arriba, por ti seré,
Por ti seré.
Por ti seré

Ivy went over to me, soiling my face and hair. I was lying on the floor, disengaging myself from it.

"You pay me, Roger, with interest and monetary adjustment." - She said with hatred coming off of me.

I saw Ivy heading toward the exit.

"Ivy, my friend, wait, you here, do not mess up. Asked my sister Clare.

But it was late. Everyone went after Ivy, including me.

Bam-ba-bamba.

Bam-ba-bamba.
Bam-ba-bamba.

Ivy climbed into the hood of my new car. She held my shoes in my hand and danced sensuously on top of my car.

- ALWAYS LEAVE YOUR CRAZY CRAZY. IT WILL SPOIL WITH MY CAR. - I screamed.

"ARE YOU PASSIONATE FOR YOUR CAR, ROGER?" Ivy shouted and then laughed sarcastically.

At this point she grabbed her pairs of shoes and started scratching the hood of my car. Then she stepped out of the hood and scratched all the bodywork in my car. Freddie, Bri and John prevented her from doing more shit.

- YOU WILL PAY FOR ALL THE REPAIR OF MY CAR, IVY. LUNATICA. I cried, running my hand over my desperate face.

Ivy danced to the floor sensuously, without her shoes on. Shortly after we hear police sirens and they stop in front and we are all searched.

"Everyone will go to the police station now. The party is over, "one of the policemen said.

Until he was not involved in the mess was.

At the police station the boys and I explained to the delegate everything that happened and I took advantage and said:

"I want Ivy to be convicted, and she assaulted me." He punched me at the party and there are witnesses. She has to be arrested and now. I said angrily.

To be continued...