Txaro Monologue

I regret many things of the past, and one of the main was not to trust Txaro when she asked me to after being kicked for no reason. As soon as I heard how everything was just a bad joke to denigrate her and stop our relationship and that everything was "my friend's" idea, I confronted him, but he only laughed and told me to chill. I was quite disappointed and astonished as I thought that there were only mean girls, not mean boys. I thought we were more friendly, but I guess we can be quite rude when we want to. Obviously, I created then a tense ambient between him and me, as I hated being played in that sick joke, and eventually that game came against me too, as they started insulting me too, with blank and empty words like "fucking-punk",
Actually, she also needed to find the words as I did, because the next day I had her reply:

Txaro: Hello, Shaun. Thank you for being sincere. I'm glad you understand now what happened, and I understand that you were fooled by your friend. Right now, I don't have the guts to write nor tell no more, you know I'm kind of a coward with dealing with people. Shall the future bring us together or not.

And we didn't speak since that, I didn't even try and she never reached me, but I knew from some mates that she never had a relationship after and when people asked her why she would get all blushed and say: "I really have bad luck with that, and I'm too afraid to start another one." That's one of the reasons I realized the boy that was her Plus One wasn't actually her boyfriend, so as we walked through the grass, I asked her, that special girl with who I wanted to solve some things, for their true
She blushed and made a step away, scared. It seemed like she remembered really bad times.

-It is known that ex-boyfriends can cause tears...- someone suddenly said. It was her mate, Filip.- Hey, are you fine? Oh, how lucky you are you didn't put any mascara on- she giggled and said:

-Of course I didn't, mascara's for pussycats- that made both of us males laugh- but I'm okay, you know I am a baby-crier.

I looked at the other boy, as he did, and I felt he though the same as I did: she couldn't help herself, though being fragile she seemed tough. Then, suddenly:

- Oh dear, what kind of grown-up men make my childhood bff cry today?

-Not me, babe.-the couple of today came, as after what Albert said, Clara nodded and then kissed him in a lovely way. Then they took her with them even though she stated she was fine. Filip and I rested alone, and then he said:

-I must admit, you do not look so bad. Are you single?-he asked in a playful way. It shocked me, as I expected everything but that. After all that happened with Txaro, he wasn't straight at