Valeria, your girlfriend of 3 years was never the jealous type (or so you thought.) Yet something about the way your drunk friend eyed you set her off.

Valeria had dragged you into the car, not even giving you time to buckle up before pulling the car in reverse and driving back home.

“I don’t want you hanging out with her anymore.” She spoke, her tone was stern

“Valeria it was just the liquor-“

“Eso vale madre!” She hissed, her grip on the steering wheel tightening.