《 ♡ ON MY BLOCK IMAGINES ♡ 》

003. MARIO MARTINEZ

diabla

🤰.

diabla is your gang name.

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She sat on the front porch, smoking her cigarette with the rest of the Santos scattered around the front yard. Her eyes scanned every one of them, making sure everything was in order and there wasn't any problems. Now, you may be asking; who the fuck is she? Well, she is the leader of the Santos, eldest sibling of Oscar and Cesar Diaz.

"Diabla."

"Hm?"

"We drove around the block and there's no sign of them. Everything's going good for now."

She said nothing but nodded, putting out the cigarette and tossing it to the grass. "We head out again tomorrow, same time but for now just hang out." She said, getting up from her spot and making her way in the house. [y.n] caught a glimpse of Oscar leading a girl into his room, shutting the door and locking it. She looked away in disgust and opened the fridge, searching for her prized item.

"[y.n]!"

She turned around as she closed the fridge door, her eye twitching in annoyance and a frown on her face. Cesar stood there with a smile and a small purple bag in his hands. Her frown dissolved and a smile came to take its place, "Hola bebe." She greeted, pulling him in for a hug. Cesar hugged back, careful not to drop the bag in his hands.

"I thought I told you to stop calling me that?"

"Well guess what? You're my baby and you can't stop me from thinking otherwise."

"[y.nnn]!"

"Que bebe? Tienes hambre?" She cooed, pinching his cheek. He groaned but didn't make any effort to get away from her. He loves the attention he gets from his sister but would never admit it, he and Oscar have always been spoiled throughout their lives by her but would never admit they love the attention. "Yes, I am hungry but before I ask for food, where's Oscar?" She rolled her [e.c] eyes and moved back to the fridge, "A lo mejor esta cojiendo un hyna." She grumbled, grabbing a beer from refridgerator.

Cesar silently nodded and ran his hands through his hair, knowing you hated when Oscar fucked girls he barely knew. "Sad Eyes told me you had been stressed.. what's going on, [y.n]?" She opened her beer and took a quick gulp, putting it down on the counter. "Prophets are getting into our territory and threatening our people."

Cesar looked down at his worn out shoes, he knew he was getting new ones but his sister had been so busy that she just couldn't get any yet and Oscar didn't want to take him so [y.n] was the only one who would take him to buy him his shoes without a complaint.

"What's in the bag?" She asked, pointing to the hand he was holding it in. Cesar looked in the bag and grinned, shrugging as he moved it behind his back. "You will find out at the party later tonight." He said, walking to his room. She rolled her eyes and took another gulp of the drink.

"Oh yeah, my friends are coming to the party. You can finally meet them!"

"Oh joy."

"You'll love 'em, I promise!"

She didn't reply and downed the beer, pulling out her phone to check the time.