I did it, I fell inlove with a Cholo. In my defense, Oscar wasn't your typical gangmember, slanging dope in the corner covered in Tattoos. He had so much potential to be more. I noticed that the night we met at Jake's Frat party. Something drew me i...
"Look B, I don't know where your loyalty lies anymore," I say as I drive to Tia Nora's house. "I know you told Spooky where I was Thursday night, did you think I wasn't going to connect the dots?" "V, cmon I'm just trying to help, he's so hurt" Bernice says through the car speaker.
"So am I!" I say offended. "But because you want to be! you choose not to be with him, like there's not a plethora of women trying to get in his pants". "That's all irrelevant B, look I don't even give a damn that you talk to him, but when he asks about me a simple 'she's good' is suffice, dont tell him anything more!" "Whatever V" *Despacito continues playing on the car speaker* "bitch" I whisper as I pull into Tia Nora's driveway.
Tia Nora
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*laughing* "you were so young to remember that, but you stood up on the table and yelled 'cake!' and threw yourself ontop of it!" I'm gasping for air as I keep laughing. "Your dad about had a heart attack" she said placing a hand on my knee.
"So what did we eat if there was no cake?" I asked fanning myself. "The boys ran to the bakery down the street and bought all the desserts! they brought back tres leches, pastries, cookies..." I smile, "Good times" "We always had them mija. Your dad always tried"
I nod my head drinking some lemonade. Tia Nora clears her throat, "what happen to Oscar?" I choke on my drink, "Whatchu mean titi?" I ask playing dumb. "For the past 6 months you have been coming up every Sunday con Oscar" I sit back in the chair. "And now after 2 weeks you finally come up and no Oscar" she says sitting back crossing one leg over the other.
"It's a bit complicated titi, deverdad I don't want to talk about it" I say looking down at my cup. "You love him?" I look at her. "Then be with him, it's that simple" she says interlacing her fingers resting her hands on her stomach. I scratch my head. "Mija cojeconsejo: mas sabe el diablo por viejo que por diablo" she says. I nod in acknowledgement.
"Bueno, it's getting late mi'ja" Tia Nora says. We stand up, I place my arm over her shoulder as we walk to my car. "Take my advice" she repeats. "I will think about it" I say reluctantly, giving her a kiss on the cheek and driving off.
*Bossman calling* "what up bossman" I say happily. "Viviana, I am sorry to call you on your day off but I'm looking for the witness statement for the Thomas case, they moved the court date to tomorrow and I need that" he said shuffling papers. "Oh... um...I'm actually like 5 minutes away I can stop by and get it" "thank you" he said relieved.
*15 minutes later*
"Thank You and sorry again" Bossman says. "It's cool, anything to help" I say grabbing my keys. "Viviana be careful," he says, "it's dark outside and the drunks get crazy coming out of the bars" "I will, I'm parked down the block" I reassure and head out.
I walk past the first building when I hear footsteps and a loud laugh behind me. From the building infront of me comes out a familiar figure.
Johnny B
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He chuckles, "I told you I'll find you babygirl" Johnny B says rubbing his hands together smiling. Someone covers my mouth from behind and carries me into the alley as I kick with muffled screams. The man holding me begins to nuzzle my neck as I keep kicking Johnny B to keep him away.
He pulls out a gun and points it at me. "Be careful with that" the guy holding me warns. He gets close to me, placing the gun on my temple. "You're going to be mine, I wont stop until you are babygirl" I breath hard and fast as the guy holding me tightens his grip around my mouth and waist.
"I know you live on Palm...115" My eyes widen. He chuckles, licking his lips, nodding. I stare at him as a tear falls from my eye. "And don't be stupid and run to the cops," the guy holding me whispers, "because we know where your aunt and white friend live too"
The green and yellow Continental pulls up, signaling them it's time to go. The guy holding me pushes me off and heads to the car. Johnny B grabs me by the hair, pushing me against the wall, tracing the right side of my face with his gun. He licks his lips and smiles, flashing a mouth full of gold grills. "Remember what I said" he whispers.
He walks away and runs to the car. I place a hand on my chest and gasp for air as I watch the Continental drive off. I run to my car locking the doors. I push start the car and drive off. I grip the steering wheel, looking back through my rearview mirror.
My breath is shaky and the tears run down my face onto my shirt. "I should go to the cops" I whisper. I turn onto Magnolia and drive straight. From a distance, I see a green impala parked across the street of the police station. My jaw drops and I make a left turn to go another way. "Fuck Fuck fuck!" I say banging the steering wheel. "What am I going to do?" I repeat to myself.
