RIDE OR DIE ➸ OSCAR DIAZ [1]

THIRTY FOUR

THE DOORBELL ECHOES through the empty house and makes me flinch. Just when I had finally managed to fall asleep for the first time since last night, someone decided to ring the goddamn doorbell.

I angrily push the covers off my body and stand up but then immediately regret getting up so fast. My entire body lapses into pain and a soft groan passes my lips. Fuck Elijah. I hate him. I can't even be sad over what happened. I'm just mad. I'm just so fucking angry. But if Oscar were to find out, he'd be even angrier than me and he'd possibly end Elijah's life. Even though that sounds so tempting, I don't want him to go to jail again.

I slowly make my way to the front door and pull it open. Oscar is standing on my front porch with his face twisted with worry but when his eyes land on me, they light up with relief. "Why didn't you answer any of my texts? I was so fucking scared. I thought that pendejo did something." Oscar says hastily as he walks into my house without even asking me.

I blink a few times and then slam the door. "Yeah just come right in," I say sarcastically, prompting him to turn around and raise an eyebrow at me.

"What's up with you baby?" He asks as he exhales a breathy chuckle and steps towards me. Instinctively I take a few steps backwards and put some space between us, and watch as hurt flashes through his eyes. But he swiftly covers it up. "Mi amor what's going on?"

"It's nothing. I just fell asleep last night and never had the chance to respond. How'd you know I was at home anyway." I smoothly lie to his face as I fold my arms across my chest.

"Sam texted me," Oscar says, stepping towards me once again. Of course, I immediately step backwards and this continues until my back is pressed up against the wall. I stare into his captivating hazel eyes and suddenly find it hard to breathe. "Why you lying to me Cami?" He asks in a gentle tone as he lifts his hand and brings it towards my face. I flinch and squeeze my eyes shut as my chest tightens, and the memories of last night begin to dance before my eyes. I exhale shaky breaths as Oscar says, "Cami open your eyes. I'm not going to hurt you."

I hesitantly open my eyes and see his concerned face looking down at me. "I know," I whisper back, swivelling my eyes around the house and looking anywhere but at him.

"What happened last night? I want the truth." He says firmly as he steps away from my body and finally gives me some space to breathe. I can't tell him. No matter how bad I want to, it isn't worth it.

"Nothing happened Oscar, just drop it." I sigh as I push myself off the wall and anxiously run a hand through my hair. He grabs my arm as I'm walking by him, and yanks me back so I'm standing in front of him again.

"Camilla stop fucking lying," Oscar says with narrowed eyes. I pull my arm out of his grasp and wince when his fingertips brush against the bruises on my arm.

"Calm the fuck down. Nothing happened." I say over my shoulder as I walk away from him and into the kitchen instead. Deep breaths Camilla, and everything will be okay.

"Bullshit!" He yells from behind me. "You flinch when I get too close and you're barely breathing." He sighs loudly and adds, "Just tell me the truth, Camilla."

I spin on my heel to face him with a raised eyebrow. "Why can't you just let it go!" I exclaim angrily.

"Because you're mine! You're fucking mine and I don't want anyone hurting you!" Oscar shouts back, and his voice echoes through the silent house. I simply drop my gaze to the floor and inhale a shaky breath. He has the right to know. "Camilla if anyone hurt you, I wanna know. I swear on my life, I'll make them pay."

"Oscar it's not worth it." The words barely leave my mouth and my eyes start welling up with tears. "It's not worth it," I whisper, repeating myself through my tears.

"It is worth it. You're worth it baby." He says in a soft tone, prompting me to look up from the floor. Through my blurry vision, I see him walking towards me. I blink several times to clear up my vision as a shaky breath passes my lips. "Camilla," Oscar sighs as his eyes land on my neck. A spark of anger dances through them, as he lifts his hand and brushes it across my bruised skin. I bite back the groan of pain and look the other way. "Who did this?"

"You're going to kill him," I whisper as Oscar grabs my chin and forces me to look at him.

"Camilla, this is the last time I'm gonna ask you. Answer the question otherwise imma go kick his door down because I know he did it." Oscar spits angrily as I push his hands away and turn around so I'm not facing him. "Camilla." Oscar sighs as he cracks his knuckles.

"Just leave him alone Oscar," I say quietly as I grip the edges of the counter. My eyes start to well up with tears and my breathing becomes heavier. Get a grip Camilla, this isn't you. But who am I anymore? I can't keep blaming Elijah because I've lost myself and my way. "Just leave me alone Oscar. I need some time."

"Camilla what the fuck. I'm not-"

"Oscar please." I plead as I spin around to face him. "And don't you dare touch him or I swear to god."

Oscar clenches his jaw together tightly and I can see the anger in his eyes but he doesn't say anything. A few seconds of silence pass between us before he storms out of the house without even saying goodbye to me.

I exhale a shaky breath as I slowly walk over to the dining table and sit down on one of the chairs. A deafening silence rings through the house as I hold my head in my hands. Did I make the wrong choice by telling him to go?

The front door swings open and Oscar marches through the door, loudly exclaiming, "Fuck it." I snap my head up so fast that for a second, I thought I broke my neck. "Camilla you mean the world to me, and I'm not leaving you alone to deal with whatever happened last night," Oscar says nervously as he walks over to me. He kneels down in front of me and holds my hands in his own. "Imma be right here the whole time. Just tell me what you want me to do."

A small smile finds its way onto my face as I pull Oscar into a tight hug. "Thank you." I whisper, swallowing past the lump that had formed in my throat. If I had lost my way because of Elijah, then maybe Oscar will be the one to help me find it again.

A/N : hey look at me updating on time. I honestly have such bad writers block which is why this chapter is so shit yiKes. if I can somehow get over this, y'all can expect a chapter by Tuesday but if not, then next Sunday at the latest.

alsooo the golden globes were on tonight and rami malek won best drama actor for bohemian rhapsody and iM so proud of him wow. we stan a legend.
-h