"This is my life forever," I cried. "If you can't handle what I do then maybe you should leave!"
short story ;))
I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE NETFLIX SHOW "ON MY BLOCK" CHARACTERS
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I woke up like I had a bad dream. I looked over to see the time.
"4:30," I whispered. I rubbed my hand over my face and got out of bed quietly. I looked out the bed to see Marisol gone.
"What the hell?" I looked at the window and it was open. I climbed out of the window and walked. "I know exactly where she is?" I sighed. Once I got to Mr. Garcias' Bodega.
I walked in and he directly pointed me to the chip aisle. "She's in there," he whispered. I walked to the chip aisle and saw her staring at all the chips.
"Do you know what chip you want?" She jumped from the sound of my voice. She looked at me as she was afraid. Then she chuckled and picked up a bag a pork rinds.
"Yup," She said waving the bag in the air.
"You don't even eat pork rinds, the last time you ate them you complained saying you had heartburn for two days." I laughed cause that day was funny.
"Haha, jokes on you I like them now." She shrugged with a smirk.
"Really, then eat them," She froze. "Like right now?" She squinted her eyes. "Mhmm, and those are the spicy ones so be careful," I murmured. She hesitated from opening the bag. "I have to pay for it," I shook my head, "I got you covered, just eat them." She sighed and finally opened the bag. She ate three pork rinds then cleared her throat.
"Let's go, I gotta do my workout anyways," She nodded while she was still clearing her throat. We walked to Mr. Garcia and I handed him two dollars for the chips. "Aren't you gonna get heartburn, Marisol?" I burst out laughing. "No, not anymore," She pouted. We both waved to him then we left the store.
As shes' walking, I'm jogging in place. "Is this all your workout is?" She asked as she continued eating the pork rinds.
"No, I go to the boxing gym," She stopped walking then turned to me. "That's all?" I nodded. "Yeah, you need to do more than that. We watched all those Rocky / Creed movies and they taught you nothing?" She crossed her arms.
"Look, I don't need you to give me advice." I huffed
"And why not?" She scoffed.
"For someone who is rolling with the Prophet$ and the Santos you got a lot of nerve,"
"Are you kidding me!?" She yelled. "I didn't have a choice when you left, Tron actually looked over me, he kept me protected and actually loved me."
"He didn't show you love in the parking lot the other night," She did a full body spin with her hands on her head. "You wanna explain that? How is that love, Marisol?" She shrugged. "That's just how he is,"
"How he is? What the fuck happened to you? You and I both know you were never like this,"
"Well this is how I am, I can't change that," Her eyes began to water. "You just chose not to," she shook her head. "That's not it," she kept her head down.
"Then what is it then?" She shook her head again. "Fine, then don't tell me. I'm trying to help you and you wanna be difficult. I'm letting you live with me and my family because I care for you." She didn't say anything. "Fine," I continued jogged away from her.
I'm not gonna waste my breath on someone who doesn't want my help. "Let me help you," She yelled from behind me. "Help me with what?" She ran to catch up with me. "Help you fight and win."
"I've been winning without you, I don't need you." She sighed. "You need to build up your body more, you have more skin than muscles," I looked at her surprised. "Did you just call me fat?" she shrugged. "Take it how you want. But let me help you seriously. I remember hearing Tron saying he wants his guy to fight you, they're even betting money," I knew something was up.
"So let him fight me, I'll win with my ways," I continued to jog
"So you want to fight to the death?" I stopped the jog and shrugged. "Maybe, but why do you want to help me?"
"Because I don't want you to die because of me," She yelled.
"Fine, but we're not training as Rocky and Creed did." She laughed, "If you want more muscle you will. We're starting in 0500 tomorrow." I nodded.
"Now, I'll race you back to the house," I did a thinking shrug. "What do I get if I win?"
"We'll train your way, but if you win, we'll train as if we were Rocky and Creed" She nodded.
"You ready," I nodded.
"1," She counted
"2," I counted
"3," We both counted as we began to run. We ran up the block and into the neighborhood. Marisol's ahead of me. She started to slow down. "Catch up homie, if you wanna win," She laughed. I throw my hand up, then she gasped. "Are you chicken? We're five houses away from your house, come on," She tilted her head the ran to me. I got her where I want her.
"Are you okay," I nodded then I ran around her. "You asshole," She grunt than ran behind me.
"We're here, so now we're doing my work out," She shook her head in disagreement. "Remember we locked my room door, we gotta go through the window," She yelled running to Cesars' room.
"Fuck," I sighed, I quickly ran to his room window to see Marisol already there. "We're doing my way now," She laughed. I chucked while shaking my head
"Where the hell have you been?" Rosa yelled while sitting on his bed.
