“What the fuck, Caleb?!” Jarrod asked slapping him upside the head, rather harshly.

“I said I’m sorry! If you guys wanna go bang again be my guest. I won’t get in the way this time, prometto. ” He shrugged turning walking back to the Honda Civic.

I raised my eyebrow when he said ‘prometto’ and looked at Jarrod.

I could see Caleb roll his eyes from under the car. “She’s looking for a translation. It means ‘I promise’, Jayden.” I smirked at how he knew what I was doing even when he couldn’t see me.

“That’s not the point and you know it.” Jarrod exclaimed.

“Whatever, she wouldn’t take you back anyway.”

“I bet she would take me back in a heartbeat. You on the other hand are a dirty player.”

“So are you. You’re still jealous of that one time when I slept with that girl you were trying to get with. What was her name? Cindy? Sandy...” Caleb said scratching his head.

“Sheryl, it was Sheryl. See what I mean you don’t even know what their names are let alone what disease they’re carrying.”

“Are you trying to say Jayden has an STD, because I’m pretty sure unless you have one, she wouldn’t have one, which brings us back to you.”

“No that’s not what I’m saying, but she could have easily got one from another guy she screwed!”

“I don’t think she has…”

“Guys! I’m standing right here, and in case you forgot, you’re speaking English.”

“Oh yeah, so have you slept with any other guys?” Jarrod asked and Caleb turned to me also looking very interested.

I glared at them. They’re hopeless, I stand here while they talk about whether or not I have an STD and they don’t even apologize…

“You haven’t, have you?” Jarrod looked excited and turned to Caleb. “Wouldn’t that be cool popping a girl’s cherry and her not even having…?”

“Okay, okay! Enough, yes I have slept with other guys alright? Now can you please change the subject?” I groaned.

Caleb and Jarrod both looked disappointed at my answer but changed it anyway.

“Well there’s nothing wrong under the hood, it must be somewhere else.” Caleb said looking back to the Honda. “Did you check the undercarriage?”

Jarrod shook his head. He went across the garage to get skateboard that Caleb used the other night. He got on it and slipped under the car.

“Jarrod siete affamati?” I heard a scratchy woman’s voice ask seconds before I saw her.

She had short white-gray hair  with kind hazel eyes. She looked to be about sixty, with her deep laugh lines and wrinkles around her eyes and forehead. She had a big old smile and stood around 5’2. She was the cutest little ol’ lady I’ve ever seen.

When she finally looked to me and then Caleb, her smile got impossibly bigger.

“Caleb, il mio bambino!” She said her voice going higher, as she ran towards Caleb. She grabbed him in a big hug and he bent down to hug her back. She then grabbed his face and kissed both of his cheeks.

“Come va?” She said finally letting go of his face.

“Bene e si?” He asked grinning at her, but it wasn’t the big grin he gave me, this one was full of adoration and respect, you could tell by how he looked at her, just how much he loved her.

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