I was going to head home and have a late lunch with Milo.
That was the original plan. But Romi convinced me to grab a beer with her so we left down the road to the liquor store on the corner, grabbed a tall can & left to grab a poke bowl to go with it cus we were fucken starving. Sorry Milo.
We sat in my car underneath this massive tree at the far end of the parking lot we like to loiter at.
It was too damn hot to sit outside so we had lunch in my car.
This girl was flipping through the radio stations, sipping her drink.. talking mad shit about Beto cus she knew it was exactly what I needed to hear at the moment.
We were both so fucken tired from working under that sun all day. I just wanted to sit in a cold bath and drink wine until it knocked me the fuck out. But ya girl is avoiding all that. I'm trying to handle this shit in healthy ways.
"Omgg I love this song." She put the volume up & started singing along to Cardi B. "It's not a threat, it's a warning
Be careful with me."
"I'll tell you who needs to be careful with me. That bitchass Beto."
She burst out laughing but your girl wasn't playing. I'm plotting revenge on this man. Nobody talks to me like that..
"What do you think his problem was?" I shrugged. I really dont give a shit. I'm gonna make him pay.. he owes me two hours of life. In my world, what he did today is equivalent to stealing.. nobody steals from me and gets away with it.
"Aren't you worried about what he'll tell your po?" Pfft.
"I'm not scared of Beto. He can tell her whatever the fuck he wants."
I did nothing wrong. What's my po gonna do about this? All she cares about is me completing my hours. I will have those hours completed and turned in before the end of the month. Watch me.
"Well I'm worried that he'll call my po.. I don't wanna go back to jail, Izzy. I'm trying to stay out of trouble."
"Nobody is going back to jail. He thinks he's got me all figured out. He has no idea who hes messing with. I'm gonna make him eat his own words." I cant stop thinking of all the ways I can ruin this mans life.
"I'm scared I'm gonna fuck up. Idk how you're so calm. I even trashed my fake id. I'm scared of what he could do." He ain't gonna do shit. Lmao
"Beto has no power. He thinks he does because everyday he deals with people that are struggling to adjust to life after jail. Hes taken advantage of his position. He preys on the weak and talks down to us because he thinks he's better than us.. but hes just a piece of shit."
That's all it is.
"Beto wouldn't last a day in jail."
"I didnt think I would last a day.. I was scared as shit.. weren't you?"
I was nervous. Not scared.
"Do you know where I grew up, Romi? San Diego. The shitty side of San Diego.. right by the fucken border. The cartel would kidnap people from our neighborhood and dump their bodies on the side of the road.. with a slit in their bellies where they stuffed them with drugs. Half the people I grew up with are in prison right now or theyre fucken dead because they were murdered. I went to 17 funerals before I turned 18. It was a very rough neighborhood.. but that didn't scare me. I would sneak out and walk the streets alone in the middle of the night.. I seen some shit you probably wouldn't believe." The look on her face lol.
"For real? I wouldve been terrified to walk alone anywhere, even during the day. I've never been out there.. and i dont think i want to now. Did you know anyone that worked for the cartel?"
