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Chapter 8

2019
Season 2, Episode 5
TW: curse words

Leslie was going through some stuff and hadn't left her bed all day, Lillian tried to get her out of bed but she wouldn't budge. So she called Oscar, he was already on his way but he went to get Ruby first.

Lillian was waiting anxiously for him, not because she was unsure if he was able to get Leslie out of bed. Um, they had sex the last time they talked face to face, anyway, we just don't mention that.

A little while later, someone banged on the door and Lillian went to get it. She opened the door and there was Oscar, his hands in his pockets. Just chilling.

He stepped in and Lillian shut the door behind him, "So where's her room?" Oscar asked. She pointed towards a room way down the hallway, "Be quiet though, Leslie might lock her door if she hears someone." Lillian warned.

Oscar nodded and headed over there, his steps were careful to avoid sounds. Once he got to her door, he turned the knob around and stepped in. "Mom, just leave me alone. I don't wanna get up or just do anything, lemme just enjoy that I'm not wearing a cast." Her voice muffled since her face was in her pillow.

He took some steps forward and Leslie then pulled the covers over her head, "Mom, just go, man." Leslie placed her head in her hands, "get up." Oscar pulled off her blanket.

Leslie was surprised as hell, I mean it's not every day some gang leader is making you get up. "What the fuck, why are you here like let me sleep." She groaned, Oscar sat down on the edge of her bed and glanced at a photo beside Leslie's bed. It was just her brothers and Leslie.

"You're going to a party with me, you can go like that." He sat up, and Leslie made a look of disgust. "Just before my mom drinks every time she's upset doesn't mean I do too." Oscar pinched the bridge of his nose, "You're not gonna drink. You're fucking 8."

She rolled her eyes and got up. "Well, ladies first." Leslie pointed at the door, he cursed under his breath and just continued walking. Leslie followed behind, while Oscar was walking. He saw some childhood photos on the walls, Leslie looked so much like him as a baby. Oh, how he wish he could've been in her life.

Lillian was in her room, she just wanted Leslie out of bed so it didn't where Oscar took her. Some time later, they got to his car and Mario was there in the passenger seat. He got out of the car for Leslie to get in the back, Oscar pulled down the seat and she saw Ruby.

"Dude, why are you here?" Leslie asked.

"I was forced here against my will." He replied.

Leslie sat on a couch with Mario when Ruby came up to them, "How's this supposed to make me feel better?" He asked. Leslie nodded and lay down, "we just got here." Mario replied with some hand gestures, "And I already wanna leave." He did the same with his hands, "You know let's dip. No one is gonna notice," Ruby continued.

"No dude." Mario refused, Oscar then came up to them and dared to ask "Having a good time?" Like look at Leslie, she is lying down. "Honestly-" "the best!" Mario warped his arm around Ruby's shoulder.

Oscar gave them both shots of tequila and they did a tequila toast, Mario and Oscar just went straight for it while Ruby just stood there. "I prefer to sip." Oscar shook his head disappointedly and left, Ruby just dropped the shot glass.

"Dude relax, we're at a party." Mario places his hands on Ruby's shoulders.

"A Santos party." Leslie corrected.

"So? It's not like someone's gonna come in here and wet the place with the truce and all, so just breathe. Have a drink, or four. I'm not gonna tell Mom, all right?" Mario reassured. "Look. Think of today as a rare chance to hang with your big bro all right? Cause tonight I got you. I got you!"

"Dude you're talking way too much shi-"

"Doesn't that look like... oh, shit! It's Angelica. Oh, my god. I can't face her. I'm... I'm a dropout living at home. I'm a cliché!" Mario worried. He whispered something to Ruby and Leslie wondered what he said, "I gotta hide." He pulled away from Ruby.

Leslie watched as Ruby kept on muttering stuff to himself, he got up and went to a table filled with drinks. He looked like he was bossing around the Santos and telling them stuff about how to fix the table full of food. Leslie rolled her eyes and played with her bracelets.

Sometime later...

Leslie was talking with some girl whose name was Sarah and she was 24, she was friends with Lillian so they knew each other a bit. "You know I think getting shot is pretty cool, makes you badass." She said, Leslie smiled a bit and took a sip of her coke.

"And I mean your curly hair is amazing, I don't know how you could hate it. Also, that fit is amazing, SpongeBob pants are pretty cool." Sarah complimented, she leaned against the wall and glanced down. "Some of my bullies say that my curly hair is weird and sometimes all fluffy."

Leslie was gloomy, Sarah noticed and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Hey, screw them. And you mentioned how they're white and lowkey suck at soccer, right?" Leslie nodded, "Um I've seen you play and you're amazing, curly. I bet you're better than you're the whole school." She reassured.

Everyone then started shouting Ruby, Ruby. "What up, everybody?" He held a microphone so Leslie was gonna hear him, and they all started cheering. And Ruby looked messed up, he was all sweaty and his shirt was wet. "I wanna give a big shout-out to Spooky" Santos chanted Spooky now.

"Yo! I didn't wanna come tonight, but Spooky made me come." Ruby pointed at him, Leslie was disgusted and so was Sarah. "That sounds wrong..." she nodded in agreement. "And now I feel great! Like a new man. Thank you spooky. Oh! I also wanna give a shout-out to my big brother, Mario. I love you!"

"I love you!"

"Ha! And thank you for making me an uncle in the next couple of months!"

Angelica seemed pissed and punched Mario hella hard. "Oh, uh. Anyways, uh, I've been in a really dark place. But tonight, yo, you guys, you've shown me the light. And I wanna give something back. DJ! Spin that shit!" Ruby demanded.

"I swear if he starts rapping-"

"I'm like 4 foot 11, I nearly went to heaven. But god said it wasn't my time. Sent me back to spit this rhyme! Weight on my chest, got me feeling depressed. Make me wanna choke like a spooky cigarette. This is my modern-day thesis. My life went to pieces. The prophet could shoot straight now I'm reeling with grief and hate. A killer roaming the streets. You better hope we never meet. Sock a prophet like a mic. I'mma drop him! Aye!" Leslie would've thought he would drop the mic but no.

The Santos started chanting prophets suck, all that shit. Some Santo went up the front and said how they were gonna roll up on them so they all left, except for Leslie, Sarah, and Oscar. Ruby and Mario just bounced, "I'll take you home." Oscar said.

"Alright."

Wtf I posted again

Anyway bye bye😘