My alarm rang, waking me up from my very pleasant Oscar dream that I'm not admitting to anyone. As my eyes adjusted to the lighting in my room, I noticed the three teens staring at me.
I yelled, sitting up from my bed covering my body. "first of all, you're in a tank top relax, and second of all, you were dreaming of oscar," Ruby wiggled his eyebrows, which earned him a hard smack of the pillow to his face.
"Que diablos quieren?" You mumbled, rubbing your sleepy eyes. From one day to the next they had forgiven Cesar, and then things went quiet. Now Monse, Jamal and Ruby were watching me in my sleep.
"You're gonna help us, take Cesar out of the gang," Monse added.
"are you out of your mind, if he's been jumped in its too late," I knew enough about gangs to know its almost impossible to leave once your inside, and there's no way I'm going to go behind gang's back.
"Come on Carmen, you've known Oscar the longest and clearly you want to talk to him," I groaned, falling back into the bed.
"First of all, if word gets out that I had a dream about Oscar, I'll make all your lives a living hell," I threatened, making all their head move in unison.
"Second of all, just because I knew Oscar before doesn't mean he wants anything to do with me now," Once he joined the gang the dork that I use to know is gone.
"Come on Carmen, please," Ruby pleaded, but I shoved him away, walking to the drawer to grab some clothes.
"You're on your own guys,"
Monse pulled me into the group as I walked past them in school. "The longer we wait, the deeper Cesar's in." I turned to Monse, keeping my comment to myself. Monse was talking about being interested in a person. "Right now he's got no responsibilities," I felt guilty for Cesar, he had no reason to join the gang as his brother did.
"We got to get him out before he puts in work." I spotted Cesar coming from the stairs, giving Monse a nudge, but she didn't notice.
"Who's putting in work? You still with that?" Cesar surprised the guys.
"No," Monse and I said at the same time.
"With what?" Ruby sputtered. Cesar smirked, draping his arm across Jamal.
"Jamal?" Jamal couldn't even hold on for a second before he immediately blurted out.
"We're still with it," Jamal gave in apologizing immediately after.
"This isn't funny anymore," he got in front of us, stopping our walk.
"Trying to reason with my brother's dumb, Carmen you should know better, you know my brother," He had a point Oscar was stubborn.
"You gotta promise you're gonna drop it," Monse didn't make any eye contact with him.
"You're overreacting..." Cesar's face shifted, with fear in his eyes. Scared of his own brother?
"Especially you. Promise." she nodded her head.
"I promise," she promised, now that was a lie. We waited till Cesar was out of earshot. I went in front of the team, stopping them.
"I am not gonna talk to Oscar alone, you three decide who will talk to him and I'll go to stop him if he tries killing you," A girl from my class called me out from across the hall. "I have to go, let me know what we're doing," I left the team deciding who was gonna talk to Oscar.
I opened the door to the house, as Ruby shouted, "This is reverse sexism!" I came inside, dropping my bag off. A girl came behind Ruby, rubbing her hands on her skirt.
"I can sleep on the couch," She apologized. Ruby stood up straight as he heard her voice, slowly turning to face her. I asked my mom what was happening.
"I told Ruby that he has to sleep with the twins, while you and Olivia sleep in the room," giving me a quick rehash on who she was. I walked up to Olivia, nudging Ruby as I walked past him, giving her a hug. "welcome to the family, ignore Ruby,"
"Since when?" I chimed in.
Once Ruby finally gave up, I took Olivia into the room. "If you need anything, I'm literally a bed away," I grabbed my bag, taking out my binder to start on my math homework.
"Hey, your mom told me you're a writer," I grinned, nodding my head. There goes mami talking about her kids.
"Yeah, I went to Gardenfields from my freshman year to junior year," I spent most of my days in that school, the only times I came home were for Christmas and Thanksgiving. In Gardenfields, your best bet to stay up with GPA was to spend your summer in the writing camps. Catch up on assignments, and work on your story manuscripts.
"why'd you leave?" shrugging my shoulder, I set my book down onto my desk. Knowing not to press into the topic, she changed the subject.
Ruby and I were heading out when Mami stopped me, "Mija can you come here for a second," I hurried Ruby along.
"Spooky is gonna kill me without you," Ruby pleaded, fear written all over his eyes.
"He's not killing you in the 5 minutes I'll be running behind," I rolled my eyes, nudging him to move forward as I walked to mami.
"Victoria left you a message," why is she calling. I wanted nothing to do with her, not anymore. My phone vibrated with a message.
"delete it," I checked it, seeing it was Ruby having a near panic attack with talking to Spooky.
"What did happen with you girls, she made you so happy, and I know it wasn't easy telling us about her," I should go, Ruby might get himself killed.
"We just didn't click mami," I closed my eyes, releasing a breath I was holding. "I have to go, I uhm have to talk to my counselor about Cornell."
"Okay okay, I leave you alone about it," She came up to me, giving me a kiss on the forehead. I left going to Oscar's.
"Its time to give Cesars his wings," I walked over, hearing the end of the conversation. "By the way hows your sister?”
"Yeah she's good, you know bossy as always," Ruby puffed the smoke of the cigarette, having a cough attack. Once I got alone with him, Im gonna kill him. I could hear Oscars laugh coming from behind the fence. Ruby walked to the front of the house, jumping when he saw me waiting.
"Should I kill you for smoking or for calling me bossy," I threatened him.
"I’m too pretty to be killed," Ruby dodged my hand as he ran away. I'd get him at home.
"there's my girl," Oscar called out, turning me around. God, he was handsome. His tattoos, he got muscles, he was no longer the skinny 16 year old, and I was no longer the nerdy 14 year old. I walked away from the fence, walking towards the tattooed man.
"Last time I checked, I was no one's girl," I joked around, walking up to him.
"Right, Right," He took another puff of the smoke, offering to me. I politely declined, crossing my arms. Might as well rip the band-aid now.
"I know you probably had a reason for joining and I won't bother you about it but why make Cesar join?" like I said, Oscar was smart, he probably had a good reason for joining, but why drag Cesar into everything.
"Cuchillos wanted it, not me," he snapped. I took a step back from his lashing. He apologized, throwing the cigarette into the ground.
"why keep it to yourself?" He licked his lip, shrugging his shoulders.
"It's better that way," We walked inside the garage, seeing the car.
"I can't believe you kept the car," I giggled, looking at the red Chevy Impala. When we were little Oscar and I would get in the car, pretending to drive it even if none of us could reach the gas pedal at the time.
"What do you mean, this sexy thing its been in the family since '69, gotta keep this baby spinning smoothly," he tapped on the car, grabbing the wrench, opening the hood.
I walked to the edge of the garage, hopping onto the table. "whatever you say hermanito," Oscar's face turned to a scowl.
"Dont call me that," He responded, continuing leaning down to face the hood. I raised my eyebrow.
"why not, you call me hermanita?" my feet remained dangling since the table was pretty high up. He started fixing up the hood, giving me glances.
"I never thought of you as a sister," he looked back down, leaving me confused.
"then why did you tell me that at the beach that day?" he shifted his body to look at me.
"had to make you leave somehow," I fell flustered, thinking about that night. How upset I was that the guy I was into had called me his sister.
"what's that supposed to mean," I asked him.
Oscar stood up, sauntering towards me. He moved to stand between my legs, resting one of his hands against the table. "Oscar?" He stayed quiet, as he inched closer. My lips parting as Oscar slowly moved his face closer.
His hand moved beside me, going around my waist. I heard the toolbox move as a pair of pliers came into my field of vision. "needed pliers," He smirked, walking back to the car, leaning his arms on the edge of the hood, continuing his focus on the car.
It took me a second to fix my composure before I could comment back. "right I knew that," I got down from the table, walking to the car. I looked at my phone, seeing another message from Ruby.
are you still talking to Spooky?
"Why do you let people call you Spooky?" He grinned, checking the engine.
"People take you seriously when they're scared of you," What a horrible way to live life.
"You’re not scary to me," I responded.
"oh really," He stood up again, a hint of mischief in his eyes.
"Nope," I told him, popping the p. I leaned closer, just as our lips brushed together he pulled away, going to the other side. He managed to not make any eye contact as he went back inside the house. I stayed outside, confused about what the hell just happened.
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