Chapter 73 - shameless

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As promised, after class we all hang out at the graveyard for some time together, I pull Billy to the side to talk to him about his situation.

"How much do you owe them?" I sit on the ledge with him while sipping on a beer.

"500,000." He says hesitantly.

"Carajo, esos putas malditos. It's not your fault Billy, you did nothing to cause this. Who are these fuckers?"

"Viper mafia." Of course, this all leads back to Alexander, poor kid. Billy doesn't deserve any of this but I can't get involved.

"Oh, OH, yep they'll do anything to drain you of money. Well not on my watch, I have some uh..... complicated things that happened between their leader and me but I'll give you the money to get them off your your back."

"How could I ever repay you? Seriously dude, no one has ever done that for me, you may have saved my life from turning into a bigger shit."

"No need, You standing by me for this long is all I could ever ask for." He dabs me up then soon goes in for a friendly hug.

"So what happened between you and him, let me guess you guys smashed then he left you high and dry. Not that surprising if you asked me, I've met him, rich guys are the most annoying little shits ever."

"I second to that but no, it's a long story and no one ever leaves me high and dry. I'm Esmerelda fucking Santos, of course, everyone wants a piece of me."

"You get 'em, sister, I honestly had never thought I'd come back to the feeling of having a family again but here I am. I swear you are most nicest meanest person ever, People should start being nice to you."

"I'm not Marcus, I don't follow the rule, "treat people the way you want to be treated". I treat everyone like shit, I know that but not everyone knows why I am the way I am. It should stay that way, I like being disliked, it's fun." I drink a long sip of my beer and can see Billy staring at me.

"Gee, you downed that so fast like someone was gonna take that away from you. Hard few days huh?"

"You have no idea." We go back to the rest of the guys sitting and getting drunk and so high that they might fall off the roof.

Out of nowhere, a group of people come in, turning up the music louder. The horny teenagers are making out, the junkies hitting lines and blunts and the legacies talking shit like always.

As I'm talking, I start to realize that everything is starting to get blurry, it's like I can barely stand on two feet.

"Why do Mexicans like refried beans y'all? You ever heard a Mexican doing something right for the first time?" Brandy spits, Before I can blow up and say something to her, Marcus beats me to it.

"Esmerelda no!" Before he can grab me in time, I Throw a beer bottle at her, The first time was Marcus with tequila in his cup. Now it's me with a beer bottle.

"Hey, brandy you bigoted piece of shit!" I yell as he tries to hold me back.

"That almost hit my head! Fucking whore!" She gets up fast and starts to charge at me but Marcus stops her.

"She's drunk," Marcus explains to her and carries me bridal style to my room. I start to fall asleep in his arms.

"Mmmm, you smell nice."

He laughs and somehow opens my door open, to lay me down on my bed. He places my blanket over me and as soon as he tries to turn off my lights, I pull him by his shirt.

"C'mon pretty boy, please stay with me, I'm cold," I whine. He rolls his eyes mad places me in his arms with my head on his chest. Whatever of my stomach is exposed, I poked at it.

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