Safe | Oscar Diaz .

S e v e n .

Saturday .
10:58 AM

I laid in bed replaying the confrontation between Q and I. Still trying to wrap my head around the events that occurred over that weekend.

A soft knock laid upon my door, "Yeah." I stared at the ceiling.

"You've got company." Maya opened the door, and smiled at me.

"Not right now. I wanna be alone." I told her turning on my side.

"You okay?" She came up to my bed.

"Not feeling to well." I mumbled into my pillow.

"Okay, I'll tell him to come back later." I looked up at her rolling my eyes, and got up putting my hoodie on.

I slipped on my house shoes and headed to the door seeing Spooky standing there. I walked out passed him sitting on the swing pulling my legs to my chest.

"How you been?" He spoke softly into the silence.

"Numb." I spoke honestly.

"Why?" He came to sit next to me.

"I can't talk about it here." I stared out at the street, and repeated what my uncle told me. "Eres igual que tu padre, eres un protector."

"What do you mean?" He gritted through his teeth looking at me.

"Nothing." I quickly stated. "Who was she?" I looked at him.

"None of your business." He looked away.

"Okay." I let my legs down, and got up. "I'd rather be alone  if you've got a girl."

He chuckled and still looking out at the street. "I killed him." I whispered under my breath. Walking back inside to my room. I took my hoodie and house shoes off crawling back under my blanket.

Letting the tears of the truth fall from my eyes. I heard Maya's voice talking to someone in the living room then footsteps coming down the hall. They stopped by my door, "Just let me go in first." I heard Maya pleading.

"I'm telling you I got this." It was Spooky, and my cries became silent.

"After her seeing Carissa on you when she came home. I don't think that's a good idea." She paused trying to get quiet. "She's different Spooky. I don't know what it is, but I want it to go away. She's scared of something." Maya sobbed, and I heard her light footsteps approach the door, "Now excuse me."

The door opened, "Celi, hey babygirl," she sat on the bed wiping my tears, "um, Spooky's out there. He wanted to see you." She looked down at me, and frowned.

"It's okay." I sobbed, and sat up wiping my face with the backs of my hands, "You can let him in." I took a deep breath as more tears fell.

"Your hurting. Are you sure?" She caressed my face.

"I'm fine, whatever's hurting me I can't talk about. It's gonna continue to hurt." I shook my head, "It'll always hurt me. And I can't talk about it anyways too many ears."

She looked at me funny before getting up opening the door letting him in, and I quickly got up pulling my hoodie back on, and found some sandals, "If you wanna talk we have to go far. Somewhere where nobody around these neighborhoods can hear us. Where there's no Santos y no Phophets." I looked at him wiping my tears, "Just me and you."

"Alright." Was all he said as he opened the door for me, and followed as I walked down the hall.

- About 3 Hours Later -

After telling Maya bye we got in Oscar's car driving as far as we could. Not saying a word as I felt the gun against my back knowing once I told him he'd take me back to the house anyways so he could take it away. Afraid I'm probably thinking of suicide.

I rolled my eyes at the thought chuckling to myself, "What's funny?" He looked over at me.

"Nothing." I chuckled more, "Hey, can we go right there?" I pointed out a beach not seeing too many people; remembering how my dad used to bring us to the beach when he needed a breather.

"Sí, mí amor." He said turning into the beach parking lot.

"Don't... don't call me that." I stifled back a sob.

He had parked his impala, and I immediately got out taking my sandals off heading towards the sand. I heard Spooky close his door following behind me, "My dad used to take us to the beach when things got heated between the gangs." I started to speak knowing he'd be close enough to hear. "Always said he need a breather, but I knew it always meant more. Something more had happened, he was taking in the fact we were all still alive." I spoke stopping not to far from where the waves were crashing, and took a seat.

"What happened when you left?" He sat next to me.

"I was taken into the Prophets to take in all of Q's spots." I stopped looking around to make sure nobody was too close to us, "I couldn't do it, I heard him confessing to everything, and threatening that he'll kill me while I was there. I had a panick attack, and almost passed out." I turned to look at him.

"And?" He sat with his forearms on his knees; studying my eyes.

"I ask to talk to Maurice when Novah left because she believe I needed somewhere to stay, and wasn't gonna let me go. But I had asked Maurice to drive me a little bit out, until I knew I was safe. I told him I didn't feel comfortable because I had heard Q, and was afraid that he'd kill me." I sighed, and continued as I watched Spooky light what looked like a blunt, "He agreed, I got dropped 2 miles from Rickey's, but while I was on my way Q started following me."

"What do you mean?" He looked at me taking a hit off the blunt.

"He started talking about shooting Maya, and he got to me. Tío Rickey bought me a gun, so I pulled it out." I tensed up replaying the moments as I spoke, "I was scared Oscar, I was alone, he was talking about killing me, and how he should've killed Maya. He pulled a gun on me telling me I wouldn't pull my trigger." I felt the tears rolling down my face, "That he'd pull his first.... I brought hand up steadying the gun... pulling the trigger once hitting him in his stomach... he dropped his gun... started to reach for it." I sobbed while telling the story, "I pulled the trigger again... I killed him..." the tears began to weaken.

Spooky dropped the smoke in his hand, pulling me close to him. "I still don't know how to feel to this day, and I came home yesterday hoping I'd be able to come talk to you, but you had Carissa on your lap and it hurt me even more than what I'm putting myself through." I looked into his eyes showing him the tears falling. "I'm lost and I'm terrified."