On My Block Imagines & Preferences

Sad Eyes

|Trouble|

It was your normal day in Freeridge, the sun was just setting, letting a beautiful breeze hit the kids face who were running up and down the block enjoying their innocence blossoms. Mothers were calling the kids in to come eat and the dads who were there was just getting off of work and of course the Santos were posted up throughout the neighborhood. A group in particular sat comfortably in front of Oscar "Spooky" home, some were sitting around playing cards and some were drinking and talking shit to each other.

Spooky leaned on the fence watching over everything, his face hard as nails.

Spooky was the leader of the gang, The Santos. Everyone knew not to fuck with him, he was scary and his temper was even scarier, without thinking he was quick to whip his gun out and shoot first! But his anger all stemmed from his childhood, if you call what he had a childhood. The man around here feared him and the woman wanted to be with him but he wasn't interested in no chick, a quick fuck, but nothing serious.

"Hey I'm heading over to Ruby house for a minute." His younger brother Cesar says walking out the house. His black hair all in shambles, he had bags under his eyes as if he gotten little to no sleep....under the circumstances, his break up with Monse, did a big number on him.

"Don't forget what we talked about earlier.....you need to be here today." Spooky says without looking at his brother.

"I told you I'll be here." Cesar says aggravated. He lifts his heavy clothes filled bag up on his shoulder, he wasn't planning on coming back. He was leaving because he knew once he came back he would have to make a life changing choice, follow in his brother footsteps and join the gang or be turned away for life. As Cesar walks down the stairs and head off to one of his friends house, another Santos walked up the stairs, shaking Spooky hand and leaning against the fence frame.

"Where's he off to?" Angel "Sad Eyes" asked pulling out a cigarette.

Spooky eyes his little brother as he walks down the block, a tan car passing by him. The sounds of children laughing rang down the whole neighborhood, Spooky shakes his head and look at his right hand man "A friends house." Was all Spooky says.

Sad Eyes watch the tan car pulls into the driveway at the house across from Spooky house. The house of the "Boss Man" before Spooky there was "Boss Man" he was captain, the leader, the man in charge of the Santos. Once he spoke no one else's spoke, he gave out the rules and what to do but he was older now......his time was almost up so that meant that Spooky was next in line. "I see Boss Man back in town." Sad Eyes nods at the car parking.

"Yeah....and he's waiting for Cesar answer." He says the last part quietly, inside Oscar didn't want Cesar to have anything to do with gangs and shit. He knew his brother was much smart and had more potential then this shit, but Spooky understand that he had to make a choice and fast! Being blood related to someone who was in the gang almost instantly placed you there as well, it was no escaping it, they were a family.

Two big dudes get out the front seats of the car, they had black suits on and glasses.

"They look like two big ass secret service agents." Sad Eyes jokes puffing on his cigarette.

"Ain't no damn secret when you're that big." Spooky jokes back, both man laugh and watch the two guys open the car door. Stepping out was short older man also dressed in a suit, he had a blunt in his mouth, he looks over at the gentleman across from him and give them a nod. "I wonder if he got everything situated out in Miami." Spooky question.

"Fuck happened in Miami?" Sad Eyes asked looking at his friend.

Spooky turned to him "Family issues.....supposedly some real bad shit went down." Turning his attention back over to across the street, the older man whispered something in one of the driver's ear.