𝘾𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙙/ Oscar Diaz

6.

Amalia😍

Me and Jay were at Dewanyes Barbecue, when it occurred to me that Jay is a santo.

"So your a Santo?" I asked.

"Yeah." He said taking a sip of his milkshake. "Do you want to be one? or so you not want to be involved in that type of shit?"

"Actually, now that you have said something" I said standing up. "I do want to be santo, since I've been thinking about it."

"Come on." I said grabbing Jays hand and dragging him outside.

"Where are we going?" He asked getting in my car.

"To the Diaz Household." I said. "So I can become a member."

It was about a 10mins until we arrived outside the Diaz household.

I stepped out the car and walked out to Spooky who was smoking a blunt.

"I want to become a member." I said and he looked at me with a shocked look.

"I thought you never wanted to be apart of this shit?" He asked.

"I said I didn't want to be apart of it while I was staying with Geny." I said and he just looked at me.

"You know how your joining right?" He asked standing up.

Yes. Boys get jumped in the gang while girls get one deep cut to the arm.

"Yes." I said.

Oscar nodded his head and grabbed my hand pulling me into the house.

He told me to sit on the chair and wait.

I sat down and watched him as he pulled a pocket knife out his pocket.

"Are you sure bebita?" He asked. {Babygirl}

"Yes and I'm not your baby girl." I said holding my arm out.

He sighed and in one swift motion, there was a large cut plastered on my arm.

"Ahhhh SHIT!" I yelled and I could see Oscar grabbing a towel.

He wrapped the cut part of my arm in a towel and tied something around it so it would stay in place.

"You said you didn't want to join until you were out of Geny's house." He said while cleaning the knife.

"Yep." I said standing up. "I started looking for a house when I first got here and I found one. I'll be leaving in about two days."

"You weren't gonna tell me?" Oscar asked turning around to face me.

"Didn't think it mattered." I said shrugging my shoulders walking towards the door. "You have other things to worry about."

I walked outside and saw how worried Jay and Sad eyes were.

"You good?" Jay asked referring to my arm.

"Yeah, it's not the first time I've been stabbed." I said laughing and Jay looked at me concerned. "That's a story for another day."