Hood fever | Oscar Diaz

Chapter: 80

January 31st 2019

Oscar

I'm bitter.
I'm bitter as fuck.
I haven't talked to Leilani, I been picking up Gazzy and Gio, she rides with us but I don't talk to her.
She just sits there and texts her little bitch ass white ass ain't bout shit ass boyfriend like she's doing right now. I said I wouldn't be in her life, but obviously I fucking lied because they need rides to school.

I was driving back to freeridge from Brentwood when's she finally spoke up.

"Are you still mad?" She asked.
"I don't know, are you gonna fuck Gustavo?" I asked.
"Actually yes I was planning on it tonight" she said.

I'm not about to let this little ass girl make me cry.
No no no no.

"Okay, do you." I said.
"Thank you, so were cool." She asked.
"Mhm." I said.
We're not cool.
"Oscar, you're mad still." She said turning to me.

"Nah, I'm great I'm good, fantastic." I shrugged.
She just laughed and stared at me.

"What time is your little funky ass dance anyways?" I asked.

"Why does it have to be funky?" She asked.

"Because I fucking called it that." I said
"It's at 9" she said leaning back in the seat.

"Gio's game is at 3 I'm picking you up after school." I told her. "No it's cool." She said.

"Giovanni's game is at three I'm picking you up after school." I said again.
"You're not my daddy." She said.
"I'm sure Gustavo ain't either with his weak ass." I snorted. "Why are they so mean to me babe?" I did the whitest voice ever.

"Ew I can't believe you like that shit." I said.
"Funny when Stavo found out you're my ex he said the same thing." She laughed.
"He was talking shit?" I yelled.

She didn't say anything.
"Tell me what the fuck he said." I yelled she didn't answer so I punched her arm.

"Ow puto! He said he can't believe I ever was with a lowlife like you!" She yelled.
I got quiet, not gonna lie it hurt.
I didn't say anything back.

I hated when I was judged, called a lowlife.
Shit cut me deep.
I'm a product of my environment I do what I gotta do to help my family.
"Well, your boyfriend is an ass." I finally said.
I didn't want to talk about it but I love that she was talking to me even if it was fighting.

"He's not my boyfriend." She mumbled.
"I can't hear you." I said.
"He's not my fucking boyfriend." She said louder.
"When did you break up?" I asked.

She sighed, "Last night he started asking all kinds of questions and I told him about you and then he called you a lowlife."

"So what happened?" I asked.
"I broke it off." She said.
"Why?"

"Because I didn't like him talking about you like that, it pissed me off so I dumped him." She sighed as she laid against the door.
"Now I don't have a date for the ball and i spent so much on my dress." She said as she played with her fingers.

"I'm sorry I ruined another thing for you." I sighed.
"You didn't, Gustavo should have kept his mouth shut about you." She said.