"Yo afligido hermano." Marcos spoke with his eyes lowering.<br/><br/>"Madre no puede soportar a mirarme. Papá me tiene miedo. Hermano... I am losing myself. I think the only reason I haven't yet is because you are the only one who cares." The man decided to switch to english for a split second. His Hispanic heritage bled through his english accent.<br/><br/>"All is not lost hermano. Estoy haciendo porno para escuela." Marcos chucked as he saw the dumbfounded expression on his face.<br/><br/>"¿Por qué?! Are you sure you want to do that? I mean, you gave up after I..." the man spoke, but trailed off at the end when he was about to mention something.<br/><br/>"Jesus. I have forgiven you. You were drunk and had no control of the car." Marcos said as he tried to ease the now named Jesus.<br/><br/>"Yo te había herido. I left your entire body full of scars. I can't be forgiven. I betrayed my blood. I betrayed you hermano." The man droned in sorrow.