Oh Fuck No - Oscar Diaz

Chapter 2

"Wear something you'd look good in when you're dead, because that's what you will be by then end of the night." Ruby said nonchalantly as he lay in his bed whilst texting. God, I should've let him suffer sharing a room with the twins. I turned around and glared at him before going through more clothes in our now shared wardrobe. The neat and honestly straight up OCD part was his and mine was just the pile on the floor and the havoc of clothes that were poorly hung on the hangers. All just falling as I scanned through them.

"Fuck you, Ruby." I snapped, yeah fuck you for actually making me now think that dying really was a possibility. "What about this one?" I turned and held a little black dress, that should be a safe choice.

"Oh so we're going for murdered and raped!" He sarcastically smiled.

"You're so dark." I replied and quickly put it back which means I threw it on the ever growing pile.

"It's the truth, sister! Move, let me have a look" he nudged me out of the way and started going through the pile on the floor. "I saw something here yesterday, God look at this mess!" before I could say anything he pulled out a top. It was a black bandana printed cropped vest. "It'll look good with your blue mom jeans and the pair of heeled black boots that I bought you. You're welcome." He passed me the top and went straight back to laying in bed. I have to say, I had never worn this top in that style before, I wont lie it did sound like a good outfit.

"Okay...so um what should I do with my hair?" I asked cautiously as I looked for the jeans and boots. Safe to say, I'm not a high fashion Instagram model.

"Have it out and natural, your hair looks good" He said, not even looking away from his phone. Now that was exactly what I wanted to hear, realistically there was no way I was going to bother with it.

I was ready in about 5 minutes, thanks to Ruby, and Adore was waiting outside. I walked out quickly and he was on the phone. Unfortunately he was not in drag, the homophobia in this town was insane. He was wearing a pair of glasses and a yellow plaid top with a white t-shirt and ripped black skinny jeans.

"Adore dawlingg" I hugged him as he ended his call. He was about 6ft and I was around 5'6 which made us perfect height wise, not so much sexuality wise.

"Yes hunny. Oh I'm loving this outfit! Party!" He gleamed "The place is about 5 minutes walk so thought we could yaknow, walk." he grabbed my hand and we began walking. We spent the whole way talking about his drag show that I missed the night before, it was so nice seeing him so in his element and doing so well. Given that we both are going to start our Masters in about a week, it'll be harder for him to do both but he was passionate and driven. You never had to worry about that with Adore!

"Are you sure this is the right party?" I asked, hoping it wasn't. The house looked, well, like it was owned by a gang member. The music was booming and people were going through the side into the garden whilst drinking and smoking. Most of the guys had their heads shaven. Back in Britain another notorious gang did that and were called skinheads, they were racist white guys and made you pee a little when they looked at you. Now I'm pretty sure these Latina/Hispanic guys were not part of that gang but they did evoke the same fear in me.

"Yeah my cousin is inside, don't worry we're fine" he said as he dragged me towards the garden. His cousin being part of this gang, by the way. Cool cool cool.

"Danny!" Someone called and walked towards us just as we entered the packed garden. Danny being Adore's birthname. He was one of the shaven head guys, he was thinner and had face tattoos, which is never a good sign. I held Adore's arm a little harder than before.

"Sad eyes, hey" Adore replied as Sad eyes approached us, unable to give him a hug due to my steel grip on him.

"Welcome Homie. Glad your back from London." He smiled at him and then looked at me. " This your hyna?"

"No, my friend Sophia." Adore smiled down at me to which I gave a pressed smile. I didn't want to be here, Ruby was right.

"Hola Mami, cómo estás?" He winked at me with a grin, though I must note it was quite a friendly grin.

"Oh I don't speak Spanish" I replied looking away and noticing that the guys he was originally with were now all looking this way too.

"What kinda Latina don't speak Spanish!"

"I'm not fully Latina, I'm half Persian so if you speak Farsi, that would be great" I nervously chuckled.

"Mhm" He carried on looking at me and smiled " Well you're in Freeridge now mami, you'll learn. Anyways enjoy the party, and come round Danny, everyone's asking about you at home. Bring your friend too we'll teach her the mother tongue" and with that he began to walk back to his friends.

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. "I need a fuckin drink." Adore chuckled and motioned me towards the house.

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