César walks back up to the group of teenagers standing in front of the house snickering. "You want some more?" He says holding his arms out looking at César who doesn't answer him. "Oh you think you're hard." He says dropping his arms tilting his head. "I'm not but he is." César says and the same Red Chevy Impala pulls up behind him. Spooky quickly gets out of the car walking in front of César smearing the guys fake teardrop tattoo.
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Running his fingers across his own. "This shits real." He says in a low angry voice. "Please what do you want." The boy says in a broken voice. He doesn't respond before he snatches the candy bags out of their hands walking back towards the car, we toss out things into the trunk before getting into the car. Abuela comes back and picks up Olivia, Ruby, and Jamal. "That could have been bad." I mumble to Monse as the two of us get into the back of his car. "I'm not your babysitter, learn to handle that shit yourself!" He yells at César who nods and looks away quietly. Not long after we're back in freeridge, Spooky drops Monse and César off at her house driving off. "I'm not a damn Taxi service." He asks driving down the block. "I'm sorry." I say looking into my lap the up at spooky. "Where are you going?" He says driving slowly. "I don't have my purse or keys, I must have left them at Ruby's." I huff feeling embarrassed. Spooky doesn't say anything, he continues driving before pulling into a driveway turning off the car.
"Looks like you're here for the night." He says opening the door letting me out. There was a few other guys sitting around the front yard drinking and talking not paying attention to the two of us. "Alyćia." I mumble looking up at the cross tattoo on his neck. He looks down at me raising his eyebrows not saying anything as we walk past the other men following him into the house. "So is this your place?" I ask as we walk through the living room down the hall. "Yeah it is. Any more questions you wanna ask?" He says visibly annoyed from tonight as he pushes a bedroom door. "No spooky." I mumble stopping at the doorway as he walks inside over to a dresser with a big mirror on it. "I'm not going to hurt you, I wouldn't have brought you here if I was." He says glaring at me rummaging through some clothes. I feel my shoulders relax and I physically exhale. "Here take these the bathroom is across the hall clean up." He says handing me a big blackshirt and ball shorts. "Thanks." I say sitting them on the dresser bending down pulling off my boots. "What are you even supposed to be?" He says closing his dresser. "Baby spice, ya know form the spice girls." I say pushing my shoes out of the way.
