Ferris Wheel - Oscar Diaz

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"Why do you keep getting yourself into trouble." Jamal plopped himself on my bed as I laid on my stomach staring off into space. Thinking

"Trouble? What do you mean trouble? I'm doing something to protect my family." I shrugged. I wondered if Oscar sent him here so that he could change my mind.

I knew Oscar was hesitant but how hard could it be to be in a gang?

I cringed pushing away the thoughts of my few unfortunate encounters with The Prophets back then when they were out for my blood.

"So what? it's like gang gang and you suddenly a Santos?" He questioned with his eyebrows raised.

Judgement I could feel it but what did he expect me to do. I had no idea what he'd say when he'll find out about the initiation all that years ago.

That's something I'm never going to talk about.

"Nothing bad is going to happen." I shrugged trying to reassure him. I wasn't so sure about that but I had to be optimistic.

He sighed before mirroring my position lying next to me.

"Natalia is back in Freeridge." I laid on my arm turning to face him whilst he did the same.

"Oh? That's good news I guess. Not that I care." I shrugged.

"Yeah. She has a man now so no Oscar obsession." He shrugged. I chuckled.

"No matter what you know these girls going to have an Oscar obsession." I rolled my eyes.

"That's because he is Spooky. Now that he back in the gang you know whole of freeridge, Well female population going to want him.." it's always been like that.

Before I could give Jamal a reply I heard the doorbell. We shared a look both of us frowning. I got off the bed and Jamal followed me as we walked to the front door.

It was a Monday afternoon and I was not expecting a visit from anyone.

"Who is it?" He asked trailing behind me. I frowned glaring at him.

"I don't know!"

"Well open the door. It's your house". He stayed behind me a look of uncertainty on his face.

It could really be anyone at the door. But who would be at my door this lovely afternoon if it wasn't Oscar or any of the boys.

I eventually opened the door and I had to hide my shock when I saw who was standing in front of me. I clenched my jaw hiding all emotions from my face.

"Camilla.." I called out her name as she stood there staring me down. My eyes couldn't help but go to her stomach and she must have noticed because her hand cradled her non existent bump.

She was not showing yet or maybe she was one of those lucky ones who didn't show until they were 6 months pregnant.

As I stood there I could see why Oscar would fall for her. She was pretty,beautiful actually and she was definitely not me. It looks like I was not Oscar's type because Camilla looked a bit like Natalia. Actually no they were both latinas and here I am...Afro Caribbean.

I felt self conscious all of a sudden.

"Can i come in?" Her question took me by surprise. I looked behind me to Jamal who wasn't looking at me but staring a hole through Camilla.

"Why?" I questioned "..Oscar is not here." I sounded defensive at the mention of Oscar's name.

"I know that. I'm here to speak to you." She glanced behind me and her eyes roamed my body.

"About?" I was not letting her inside my house because I didn't know what her intentions were.

"I'm pregnant!" She announced as if it was a big revaluation. I bit the inside of my cheeks not saying anything. It's like she was exiting the whole work to stop.

"I'm guessing he told you." I could see the pointed look in her eyes. It almost sounded like she was disappointed that I already knew. She thought she was doing something.

"Yes because Oscar doesn't hide anything from her." I could feel Jamal walk closer. He was standing behind me protectively and I didn't have to turn around to know that he was glaring down at Camilla.

"Yes. He told me. Congratulations." I faked a smile. Did this bitch want a cookie?

"He left me for you." Her gaze hardened as the mood shifted. She was not about to play nice.

"I didn't-." I was cut off by Camilla as she spoke over me.

"You didn't have to ask him because you being here made him do it." I chuckled shaking my head in amusement.

"I honestly don't know what you're talking about." I shrugged. Oscar breaking up with her was his decision. I remember telling him to be with his family. I told him to go to Camilla but he chose me.

"Don't play dumb. I don't want my child to grow up in a broken home. Oscar needs to be there for our child." She touched her stomach once again as I found myself squinting to find the outline of a bump.

I couldn't see anything.

"You shouldn't be having this conversation with me. You should speak to Oscar.. that's-." I pointed to her stomach ".. your kid. You and Oscar not mine.. so please go talk to him yourself".

"Stay away from him." she said after a few minutes of her scrutinising stare. If looks could kill I'd be dead but she'd have to try harder than that to kill me.

I could feel Jamal tensing behind me and I knew it took a lot for him not to open his mouth and say something smart.

He was doing a good Job at holding it in.

"Or what?" I stood up straight crossing my arm.

"You're going to regret it." She threatened.

"You can try Camilla. Try your best. We both know if something happens to me or my daughter you'd be dead. Not by Oscar's hand too. We know danm well other people won't hesitate to hurt you."

"Don't mess with me Leigh-Anne." She warned again getting in my face.

"Step away from her you Dracula looking Ferb ass bitch." Jamal pushed me to the side gently.

I stepped in-front of him.
"It's fine. She's leaving anyways. And she's taking her dumb idiotic threats with her."

This was my way of telling her to leave and thankfully she listened.

I'm Not sure who she thought she was coming to my house like this but I understood why she came. She wanted Oscar herself and their baby to be a family. Something I wanted for so long but I erase from my thoughts because I couldn't see it happening.

"What do you even think she means when she said that I'll regret it?" I couldn't help but ask no one in particular. Somehow those words bothered me.

But she was harmless. What could she possibly do?

"Possibly cry and throw a tantrum. Don't even worry about it Leigh. She's not worth it." Jamal replied.

You're going to regret it

Don't mess with me Leigh-Anne