CRIMINAL

Life back then

My mom always told me how much Diego wanted a sibling. And when I was born he used to be up till midnight making sure I was breathing and alive.

When we got older we were always together. The 2 year gap did not make a difference.

I was around 14 when he started bringing home Diablo. And since then we were three. Always hanging around.

And suddenly after few years Diablo stopped showing his face at our house.

Well at least after that one night...

I was 16. It was a usual friday night. My parents went out with Diego to the store. I was having some period pains so I decided to stay at home. Feeling so ill I fell asleep. All of the sudden I woke up by loud knocking.

I was confused. If that was my parents why would they knock? They have the keys. I go down the stairs and open the door.

In my surprise I see Diablo. His face and hands all bloody.

"Is your brother home?" He asks in a calm voice. But his eyes seemed panicked. Moving from one object to another. Not making eye contact

"No he is out with my parents. Are you alright?" I ask concerned.

"Forget it. When you see him tell him... I'm sorry. And tell him to visit the hood" After that he just looked at me. And then walked off.

I noticed his clothes ripped also too.

After a couple of days I told my brother everything. He didn't respond. He just sighed.

It was weird because Diego always told me everything and I told him everything. But he never explained what was that night all about....