#31:

Two weeks later it was my state exam.
I got evaluated in surgery for the practical, and I came out alright.
Luckily, the older Montalvo was not there.
As his brothers were evaluated, Marcos decided not to be present at the exams, and I was grateful. Because otherwise everyone would have said that my note had been given to me for being the girlfriend of one of them.
Two days later, we presented ourselves to the written one and whoosh!
I passed with a grade of 86 out of 100, and I was so happy!
I was graduated!
I was already a doctor!
All the suffering and ups and downs of the course had been worth it, I only had to wait until September to receive my degree.
Yeah!
The Montalvos through party at their house and that's where it all went to hell.
All of my year, all of the fourth and third years, who were classmates of Ramses, were there, and the party was most enjoyable.
Even the head professor of the surgery rotation also attended. Accompanied by a green-eyed dark skinned guy, who I imagined would be his partner.
The music was quite loud, and the drink was not in short supply. I tasted champagne for the first time, and even everyone present raised a toast.
Later I dedicated myself to helping Lucia and Violeta, because with so many people in the patio they couldn't cope, and that's when I got mad.
Because Matt was talking all the time with a third-year girl, one of Ramses' classmates, and from the way he looked at her, I knew that our relationship was coming to an end.
That hurt a lot, but I had always suspected that sooner or later the passion would fade, and besides, I was never really his type. The Montalvos always preferred blonde girls.
"Now what is that idiot doing?" Mark muttered, standing next to me and looking at his brother.
"He's having fun, it seems."
"Rosy, I'm..."
I shook my head, going back to the kitchen.
I don't know how exactly, but while my jerk boyfriend was dancing with the fake blonde, I was getting drunk on drink after drink of Havana club, and avoiding looking at harpy Mildred, who seemed happier than a witch on Halloween, dancing softly and tight with Yunior.
When I was really drunk, to avoid making a scandal like "breaking that bitch up and hitting her with cookies in front of everyone," I decided that the best thing to do was go to sleep.
And I went down the hall, opening the first door I found, and falling exhausted on the bed.
***
I woke up at dawn with a terrible headache and an infernal thirst.
I got up and went out into the hallway.
The whole house was dark and silent, so I figured the party was over and I was about to go into the kitchen when I heard them.
"You're an asshole," Mark mumbled.
"And you, a son of a bitch" replied Matt. "You have no right to try to come between us."
"The blonde you were sucking face with was doing the job pretty well."
I sat on the ground, in the shadows. Listening to them talk was hurting too much, but it was the only way to really know what was going on.
"I saw it, don't play innocent," Matt protested. "I saw the hickey you left on her neck."
Oh oh.
" So?"
"She didn't tell me anything, she just tried to cover it up."
"Which instantly you thought it meant I'm fucking her on the side, and she's a liar betraying you with your own brother, right?"
"And what about when I saw her suspiciously whispering to you at the hospital the next day?"
"Oh, I loved that interview. Hmm. She told me that she loves you and that I disgust her. Undoubtedly one of the most beautiful compliments that I will hear her say to me."
"You kissed on her birthday."
"Yes, I saw that you saw us. Your agony face gave me enormous satisfaction. Too bad you didn't stay to listen when she told me she hates me."
Matt released a growl.
"I think I screwed up." he sobbed. And I heard that he sniffed through his nose." She must be mad at me. Surely she won't even want to see me. And God knows where she is."
Mark sighed.
"It's a shame, yes. But it opens a chance for me, because if she's upset, she might want to take the itch off with me."
"That's not funny."
"It's not supposed to be."
“Don't mess with her, Mark. You don't have any rights."
"Oh, and you do have every right, right? I liked her before you even did!"
" So? I didn't stole her from you, she never..."
"Whoever hears you fight would think that I am a bone, and you are a couple of rabid dogs." I entered the kitchen, and I froze.
Something had happened, and I could well imagine what it was.
Matt had a black eye and Mark a broken lip. I raised my eyebrows, looking accusingly at Mark, he gave me a crooked smile back.
"I just ran into a stubborn wall," he mocked.
"And I was kicked by an angry donkey."
"I see. I'm thirsty."
Matt nodded, moving to hand me a glass.
"Where were you, Rosy?" He whispered, handing me the water.
"I wasn't feeling well, so I lay down for a while."
The twins looked at each other.
'Where? We looked for you all over the house and we can't find you. We even went to look for you in the students dorms but you weren't there." Mark informed.
"I don't know. I think I was half drunk and threw myself into the first room I found.
Mark grinned from ear to ear.
"I think I've won without even doing anything, little brother." The only room where we didn't look for her was mine.
I put the glass on the counter, and looked at him sideways.
"Don't believe things. The truth is that I am bored with this situation. I don't want to see the face of either of them again.
That made them tense up.
"You're not serious, Rosy," Matt whispered, turning pale and making a panicked face.
I crossed my arms over my chest.
"Do you remember me now?" What happened? The blonde didn't want to?
“The party ended earlier than planned. Mark sulked because... - he swallowed dryly. - well, me and she... we..."
"They kissed."
"Mark," Matt muttered.
"Honesty above all else, little brother. And if I'm being honest…that dress looks particularly sexy on you, little one."
I rolled my eyes.
"Anyway, my brother came at me like a madman, and after hitting me he pushed me into the pool. Lucia kicked everyone out and the party was over."
"Glad to hear it. Now, could you take me back to my dorm. I have a lot to pack."
Matt looked at me pleadingly.
"Don't do this, Rosie. I know I was wrong. But I was jealous. I thought you and Mark..."
"Yeah, yeah, I've heard all of that. However, your logic fails at one point. " I moved closer to Mark and looking at him with a foxy expression on my face. " I don't need to hide to betray you with your brother."
Mark's eyes widened at the exact moment when I placed my hand on his cock, above the fabric of his pants and stroked it until he got hard.
"I know he would be willing to screw me, fuck my ass, and even throw his cum in my face with you standing right in this very room."