Bad Decisions, Good Intentions

chapter 13

Thursday
June 20

Gabriela's POV

I kneeled infront of a picture of Sad Eyes we placed at the head of the grave. I placed a small plaque with his name that said, "Our Santo on earth is now an Angel in heaven" I pulled his bandana out of my pocket. I wrapped it around my hand holding it to my chest. I lowered my head as I said a little prayer. His bandana still smelled like him. I kissed it. Folding it in a triangle. I saw my tear drops fall against the plaque as I placed his bandana on it.

I ran my fingers through the engraving of his name Christopher "Sad Eyes" Guzman. "Mi amigo, mi amante. Siempre te amare. Gracias por todos los lindos recuerdos" I whisper as I wipe the tears from my cheeks. I look up and see Oscar in a distance watching me. That was our sacred rule: no beef at the cemetery, especially at a funeral.

Narrative: it's been 4 days since everything went down. I went to Sad Eye's funeral today. It was nice. We all wore white, played Vuelve by Don Omar as the pallbearers pulled the casket from the Hurst. The pastor gave a nice sermon. I found myself staring at Oscar alot. Partly because he looks so good in white, with those diamond earrings and the chain cross. But mainly because he just stood there holding Sad Eye's mom as she cried knowing damn well he put him 6ft under. That's Spooky for you. I don't fall too far from that hypocrite tree, I'm the real reason why he's gone.

I place my keys on the island. I grab a bottle of water and head up to my room. I fall back on my bed and scroll through social media. A bunch of posts honoring Sad Eyes were posted. I went into a secret folder on my phone. Entered the pin and unlocked a secret gallery of pictures of Chris.

Sitting at the steps of my school. In the alley after tagging it up. My eyes begin to water. I go to my gallery and scroll through pictures of Oscar.