Hood fever | Oscar Diaz

Chapter: 32

Monday afternoon
October 13th 2018

Oscar

"Eh, it's kind of busted." LaLa said as we walked through the empty house.

"That's the point, it's a trap house." I said as I tapped the walls to see if they were sturdy.

The house wasn't even bad, it was your typical house in the hood, LaLa lives in an ugly ass apartment anyways so I don't know how she would know shit about looking at a house.

"I'm just saying, like who would want to live here?" She shrugged.

"No one, were gonna sell and make drugs here, estupida." I said as I looked out the windows.

"The last trap house was nice, we fucked in the kitchen remember?" She said as she looked at me, I turned to look at her she leaned over the kitchen counter showing off her chest.

"And the bathroom, and the lab, hell you even bent me over in the backyard." She smiled as if she was having sex flashbacks.

"The walls are hollow, termites." I said as I walked out to my car.

LaLa climes into the passenger seat.
"There's another House on dream, more expensive a little nicer let's look at it." I said as I started the car.

"You ignored what I said back there." She said eying me as I drove.

"Because you wasn't saying shit worth acknowledging." I said paying attention to the road.

"Why you stay acting like you don't think I'm attractive." She yelled.

God I hate yelling.

"You are, you're a pretty girl." I said, a smile crept onto her face. "I just don't want you."

Her smile disappeared. She looked hurt and frustrated. She let out a deep sigh as I parked the car.

We walked into the house.
"What you think miss house hunter?" I laughed.
She didn't respond.
She just started playing with the paint on the walls.

"Now you all emotional and shit?" I scoffed.

LaLa turned and faced me.
"How do you expect me to be?" She yelled.
She took a breath and closed her eyes.
I just stood there and watched her.

When she finally opened her eyes a few tears fell.
"I've been in love with you since I can fucking remember, it was always someone else it was always Tyla." She cried.

"And when you finally showed me attention it was only to be a booty call, I gave you my fucking virginity spooky, I lost that shit to you when I was fifteen!" She raised her voice slightly as it cracked.

"I try my hardest and you never want me you never see me!" She was so close to me now.
I was so shocked by her words I didn't even realize she was walking up to me.

She put her hands on my chest and looked up at me.
"I could be great, we could be great."

Slowly her hands lifted to my face.
I don't know why I didn't move.
It was the guilt, I realize I led her on.
I hurt her, I only used her for sex then tossed her to the side over and over again.