CHOLA CLUB ( oscar diaz. )

CUATRO

PARTE QUATRO

i followed oscar into the santos' house. as usual, it smelt like weed, cigarettes and trouble. i followed him down the hallway and into his room, which i hadn't been to in so long. all of the memories came back quickly, and it hit me like a tonne of bricks. i was planning out in my head what i would say to oscar. i wanted to talk to him about everything that had happened, without trying to rip his head off. being in this environment again, i felt slightly uneasy. oscar promised me that i would always be safe, but safe was not a word to describe a santo. oscar leaned against his dresser, putting farruko on his speakers before turning to look at me. i sat on the edge of his bed, facing him.

"so what do you want?" he nodded at me, folding his arms across his chest. i arched an eyebrow at him, pulling off the flannel i was wearing leaving me in jeans and a black tank top. oscar's eyes travelled from my face down to my chest, frowning. "you gonna tell me what you came here for, or you gonna waste my time?" 

"you got cold, didn't you spooky?" i smirked, shaking my head. he narrowed his eyes at me, furrowing his eyebrows. "i wanted to talk." i finally told him. all he did was turn the music up, too loud for him to hear me. my stare turned into a glare, leaning forward and resting my elbows on my knees. i shook my head at him, making eye contact. we started at each other intensely for a few seconds before getting to my feet, and walking over to oscar to turn the music off myself.

"talk about what?" he squinted at me, licking his lips.

despite him being much taller that i was, i stood my ground and tried appearing confident. "about us." the tension in the room was thick. and i began to forget all the lines i had rehearsed to say to him earlier.

"how 'bout we get freaky first. it's always easier to concentrate on what you hynas say after a good workout." he smirked, rubbing his hands together and leaning back against the dresser. i scoffed, folding my arms across my chest.

"how 'bout you shut up and listen to what i have to say, spooky." i hissed, glaring at him. oscar knew very well that the hating him act was just a cover up for how i really felt, even though i would never in a million years admit it.

"i love it when you're bossy." oscar laughed to himself, resting his elbows on the dresser behind him. "alright yesenia. we can talk first if you really want to."

i arched my eyebrow at him, backing up to sit back on the edge of his bed. "why haven't you told anyone what really happened? even after you were put away?" 

"didn't bother me that much." he shrugged in the most nonchalant way possible. i knew he wasn't telling me the truth.

"you went to fucking jail." i exclaimed in disbelief. 

"and i got out. it's done. you don't gotta hold onto things for so long, fool. you're safe. i ain't gonna tell anyone." 

"until you feel like blackmailing me. again." 

oscar groaned loudly, rubbing a hand over his face. "de puta madre yesenia. i don't need you to like me just let it the fuck go. you're giving me a headache."

"fine. as long as you leave me alone." 

oscar's eyes looked straight into mine, arching an eyebrow. "i know that's not what you want, mamita." he knew exactly what he was doing by calling me that.

"how do you know that?" i challenged, getting to my feet once again and walking up to him. oscar's hand grasped my waist, tucking my hair behind my ear with the other. my nose filled with the scent of his cologne, and my eyes were glued to the ground. 

he brought his lips to my ear, "because if you really wanted me to leave you alone, you wouldn't have come here tonight." he whispered, and i was reminded of all the times i was with him before everything changed.

"i hate you." i exhaled, my breath slightly shaky. it wasn't true, no matter how much i wanted it to be.

oscar chuckled softly, pulling my body against his. "but morenita, i can make your legs shake." his words sent a shiver down my spine, and i almost fell under his spell completely.

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