Some destruction is beautiful. |OSCAR DÍAZ|

12. Bullshit

India's Pov

I woke up lonely at the hospital. Oscar was really mad with me. I felt alone in here.
No one came to see me. Nobody called me to talk about what happened.

My regrets wouldn't change anything but I was feeling like shit.
I killed Trace without doubt. I wanted to leave but things became so difficult.

I tried to talk with Oscar last night but he didn't answer my messages. I've lost him. When he killed for me the people whom murdered my father I only could think about my fucking revenge.
My fucking stupid revenge.

The bed was cold. I didn't know what time was at that moment. My phone started ringing and I knew it was Oscar.

"I'm going to the hospital." I sighed. "You have to hide in my house." He said angrily.

"I'm so sorry Oscar." I spoke.

"Fuck you India! I don't have time for shit right now. I'm only protecting you. When everything is over we are done. Forever." He hung up the phone.

Tears were running on my face.
I loved him. I still do.
I can't believe what he said, he did the fucking same thing to me and I forgave him.
Well, I tried to play with him but my feelings were still there.

He was tired of my anger attacks, but he knew me a lot. He sould've known that I was going to do something about Trace. Damn, he was my fucking friend, and he did kill my father. If he only had tell me the first time, I would trust him. But he hid it from me until was done. 

Cesar killed Latrelle and I killed Trace. The Prophets wouldn't mind to pull the triger if they found what we've done. So I understood Oscar's reaction.

All my life was fucked up at this time and I didn't give a shit about anything, only Oscar. He wanted me to leave and he seemed really meaning that. I couldn't give up right now. He'll be back. Like I said I was going to dump him, but finally we got together again.

*flashback*

Oscar was sitting on my bed while I was trying to win the game. Playstation 2 sounded good for us. 

He started laughing at my angry face. He said that I was angry all the game.

''You look like a pitbull.'' I laughed too. 

''Cabrón.'' He always said that to me when we played. ''These assholes are killing me all the time.'' I said pointing to the Tv. We always played GTA San Andreas. It was the only game we had, because he said we were training for the future.

''Is this how you train for future business? Because you suck!'' He laughed again.

''Fuck you. You can't play good too. You have more practice in reality.'' He sighed because I was mad at him for leaving high school to star working on the streets. I thought it was too soon.

So I realized that he was mad at me right now for the same thing I was on the past. But he was only 16 at that time. I didn't care about he doing some things for the gang, but he hadn't got the chance to finish school. 

We had the same reasons for each other, but instead of leaving this shit we stayed there too many time. And we couldn't do anything to solve it.