La Muerte// [Oscar Diaz]- On My Block [ 1 ]

Ch. 11

*Rosario's POV

I shut the car off as I pulled into the drive way.

"Bitch you said what's up to Celeste but can't say what's up to me?" Ceci exclaimed from my porch.

I was so tired and I didn't have time to deal with them.

"Did Spooky send you," I crossed my arms.

"No," they both said in unison.

"Mhmm..." I looked towards Oscar's house and saw him sitting outside with the guys looking our way. "Tell Spooky he can suck a dick." I turned around looking at the girls.

"But."

"But nothing, Celeste! I had a long day at work and I don't have time to be dealing with this shit." I pushed passed them and made my way inside. I opened the door and saw the two girls walking away. "I'll text you guys later!" I shouted feeling bad that I was kicking them out. I mean it's not like they had anything to do with it.

It was all Oscar.

"Ma! I'm home!" I shouted tossing my purse onto the couch along with the car keys. "Ma!" I yelled walking into the kitchen. "M-" there was a plate covered with foil and a piece of paper.

I'm over at Teresa's. It's baraja night. Luego regreso.

I peeled back the foil and my stomach grumbled at the sight. It was carne asada and some pico de gallo with rice on the side. I popped it in the microwave and went to my room to change out of my work clothes and into something more comfortable.

I threw my hair into a messy bun and wiped off all my makeup. I changed into some shorts and a black spaghetti strap. I made my way back into the kitchen and brought my food out the microwave. I sat down in the kitchen and ate. As I was eating I saw texts from the girls in the group chat.

Celeste💋: Oscar is pissed.

Ceci👀: Like really pissed.

Me: I don't care. Did y'all tell him what I said?

Celeste💋: Yes...

Me: And?

Ceci👀: Bitch I almost saw my life flash before my eyes.

I got a text from Celeste outside the group chat.

Celeste💋: Did you eat the food I left you?

What?

I looked down at the plate in front of me. No way did this bitch cook this. Celeste can't cook for shit. Trust me, I know. She almost burned my house down when we were in high school because she forgot to put water in her Maruchan.

Celeste💋: ???

Me: Bitch.

Celeste💋: What's up?

Me: I think I'm pregnant.

Not even ten seconds passed by and my phone was ringing already.

"Hello?" I answered it.

"What do you mean?"

I fucking knew it.

"What the hell are you doing with Celeste's phone, Oscar?" I yelled.

"No don't try changing this on me," I heard a door close in the background.

He must have went to his room.

"I'm not pregnant dumbass." I sighed getting up from the table not even finishing my food.

"Oh, okay." I walked over to my room and closed the door.