"I wanted you to leave the gang. Because of it you are in danger. And why you still here, conmigo?" He said softly on my ear.
"Just because some destruction is beautiful."
It's been a whole week. A whole week since we fucked again. We didn't talk to each other since then, but he was always in my house doing some Santo shit. I helped my father with minor things, he doesn't want me to get hurt without a reason. And I'm ok with that.
I was in the bed like all week, I've been thinking a lot on what happened between us that night. I felt so ashamed, I lost my shit. He doesn't deserve anything from me, and Im keeping him hurting my feelings. This sucks. I called Trace looking for some advice but he hates Oscar since forever, and he doesn't want me involved with him. But he is with that fucking bitch Abiona.
"Trace I know you don't like him, but we are just talking. I am telling you how im feeling about this." I tell him trough the line. "We just had a sex meeting, but I wanted more, and I know this is all fucked up, life is playing with me again."
"He never wanted you to stay for him. Do you think this shit is going to be different from now?" He tells me angry. "Oscar has been destroying you for four fucking years and are you dumb as fuck thinking about giving him another chance just because you guys hooked up."
"I don't know if it's going to be different. But I know that you are annoying" Said rolling my eyes. "I hate your bitch and I never disrespect her." Well that wasn't true, but I never said to Trace anything bad from Abiona. And he was being so rude with me.
"Oscar is not your bitch anymore. You have to think about the present, Indi." He said gently. "You have to think about yourself for first."
"I think about myself, Trace" I said seriously. I was mad at Oscar and if I wasn't thinking about me, we probably will be together. "Call you later tomorrow." I speak leaving the phone.
Oscar's pov
Since I came back shit has been so fucking different. India is no longer talking to me, and I feel pissed but India is right about what she says. We hurted each other like shit, but when I went to prison I wasn't able to watch India visiting me. I know this is bullshit for her, she doesn't want me around, and I understand it. But damn, we fucked. She always does that, she fights like nobody else, and she didn't wanna hear my explanations, like always. We stared fucking since we went to high school. It was kind of a friend benefits thing. We never shared feelings, but we had a beautiful relationship.
India was always a baddie, for no reason she stayed with the gang. Not like his brother that went to college instead of getting inside the gang. She was different. She didn't have any fear to die. And she was a cool gang partner.
"Hey yo Spooky" Said Daniel looking confused about me. I was on the couch smoking marijuana since I came back from India's house. "You still there? You look like a piece of shit."
"Yeah I like it here." I said taking a hit of my joint. "I missed this couch in Prison." Bullshit, I just missed India. And that hurted me a lot, because she is okay with not being around in my life. And that is bullshit again.
"Babyyyy" I heard as I see Brenda coming to the house. She was talking to someone. I didn't know who was. But then India showed up. We made eye contact, but she didn't say anything.
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She was so different from other girls I knew, she was damn hot without trying.
I messed up. She is made for me. I know and she knows it too.
India's Pov
Brenda showed her ass in my house asking to me if I can come with her to visit Daniel and have fun with his friends on a party.
At first I didn't want to come. Oscar was going to be there, I was sure about that. But Brenda really wanted me to go with the boys so I said yes. I looked like shit. But I don't fucking care anymore. We drove at Daniel and Oscar's house.
"Pass me the blunt Brenda, I finished driving." She was angry because I was smoking when I started to drive. "Pleaseeeeee."
"No! You are going to kill someone in that car if you ain't stop smoking." Brenda was so dramatic. She joined the santos for no reason, and she was complaning because I was smoking.
"Give me that, Brenda." I said serious. "I just need to relax my ass before I come inside this house." Said pointing to it.
"Don't talk with him. You are strong woman India. You don't need that 'Santo' anymore." She said with an accent in spanish. I laughed, she was so American that the word santo was really funny when she said it.
Then we entered de house.
"Babyyyy" Said Brenda to Daniel. We said hello to Daniel and there was him. Looking at me with an angry face but kind of smiling. Oscar stop doing this.
The rest of the night we kept dancing and drinking. I was really drunk Im not gonna lie. Oscar was doing a lot of shit looking at me that way. I was horny with that face just looking at me at the party. But I was really angry because he was talking to Sierra, a bitch he used to fuck long time ago, while he was looking at my face.
I wanted to talk with him, and I was drunk enought to have that conversation. He was going to kill me for making a scene. But I didn't give a fuck about that. Not now.
I went where he was sitting with that bitch. "so you are still ignoring me, puto?" I asked being a little bitchy. "You only say shit about us but you never showed me anything. We fucked last week and that's it?" I asked again loudly. I was so mad at him. "And now you are looking at me like that."
"Hey mama. Take it easy! I did nothing this time. Why you acting like this." He was trying not to shout at me. "I thought that you didn't want to talk to me anymore." He said while he was kissing Sierra. Fuck I lost my nerves.
"Do you want to fucking play me???!!!" I screamed. He was doing it again. He was hurting my feelings with purpose. "You came back like you did nothing and still doing it. Fuck off Oscar, you are a fucking asshole." He is watching my face gets angrier. He was in real anger now. But he didn't say anythinhg and just grabbed my arm and took me inside the house.
"What the fuck India?! what's wrong with you?! He said touching is head. "You only wanted to fuck, and that is what we did. You told me that you didn't want a conversation with me anymore. So why the fuck are you mad?" Okay India you deserve this. I was feeling sick right now. I said nothing. Just looked at him.
