Tattoo Artist | o. diaz

setenta y nueve: ruin my makeup

"Thank you for pickles." Luis smiled sheepishly. He looked up at Oscar, then hugged his leg before walking away to sit on the couch.

The majority of the cholos were still mad at Oscar, so his house was pretty empty besides the cholas who wanted him and the cholos who couldn't care less about his relationship with Venus. "Your turn."

"My turn what?"

Oscar tilted his head, then looked over to Luis. "You said you wouldn't forgive me until he did. And he just did." Oscar stated. "Come on, mamas, you just pulled a bullet out of me and stitched me up. You can't still be mad at me." Oscar pointed to his bandaged up side and looked up to Venus who was still holding his bloody shirt.

"I didn't want you to die, doesn't mean anything."

Oscar pursed his lips and side-eyed Venus. "Sure about that? Cause you were crying."

Venus kissed her teeth and glare at Oscar with her arms crossed. "Cállate." Oscar smiled at her, white teeth and all, then wrapped his arms around her, picking her up while her arms stayed straight down. "Oscar, what the hell?" Venus groaned out.

Oscar smiled wider as he set her down and grabbed her face. "You called me Oscar."

"That's your name, isn't it?"

Oscar nodded, his smile getting smaller but the sparkle never leaving his eyes. "You stopped calling me that a while ago."

Venus stayed silent and watched Luis take pickles from Oscar's only jar. It was supposed to be for the barbeque he was having later in the week, but Luis deserved it more. "Is it because she's skinnier?"

Oscar looked down to Venus and he was really confused. "What?"

"Lupita." Venus said, not looking to Oscar to avoid the awkwardness. "Like, did you sleep with her because she's skinnier. I mean, I know I have stretch marks and this little thing from Luis, but-"

"I didn't sleep with her because of that, Venus." Oscar stated. "I wasn't thinking and I just- I don't know. But I do know that I regret it, because I lost 2 of the best things I've ever had in my life."

Venus finally looked up, but now Oscar was avoiding eye contact. "Are you crying?"

Oscar scrunched his face up and turned in the opposite direction. "No, I got allergies." Venus laughed at him, but they were both surprised when Venus hugged him by wrapping her arms around his waist.

"Sorry I ignored you for so long."

Oscar shook his head and held the back of Venus', running his fingers through the curls he missed so much. "I deserve worse. You could've shot me and I would've been okay with it." Oscar smiled with his arms around her shoulders, but Venus just laid against him with her arms around his torso.

Oscar couldn't see it, but Venus shut her eyes and was basically falling asleep to the sound of his heartbeat. Luis saw Oscar staring at him, so he waved, accidentally sending his pickle juice flying.

"Papá, mamá sleeping now."

This is my shortest chapter ever, ew