Oscarr | Oscar Diaz

Oscar's Shirt

"Bye Oscar and thanks for the ride" I smile exiting his car. "Oh and thanks for dinner and this shirt"

The smile returned to his lips.

"Anything for you" Oscar winks causing me to blush.

He watches as I walk towards my door making sure I was safe and then drove off.

Dad was sat on the couch watching TV.

"Hey dad" I smile giving him a hug.

"How was it princess?" He asks.

A smile appeared on my face as I hug the shirt I was wearing.

"Good" I reply taking a water bottle from the fridge.

"Pasta?" Dad asks offering me his plate.

"Naa dad I'm pretty full" I smile heading up the stairs. "I think i'm gonna take a nap"

I walk into my room to see Latrelle layed across my bed.

"Latrelle you scared me" I laugh.

My smile fades away as I realised something was wrong.

"Alma" He winces and I quickly rush over to him.

His body was filled with cuts and bruises.

"Oh my god Latrelle" I cry not knowing what to do.

"Alma don't cry. I'm okay" Latrelle winces trying to sit up.

I pull him into a kiss carefully trying not to touch his wounds.

"You're not okay. I'll go get the first age box" I whisper rushing out my room.

"Alma you okay?" Dad shouts going up the stairs.

His footsteps grow louder so I run our the bathroom and stand in front of my door.

I had realised Oscars shirt was covered in blood stains and I had tried my best cover it up.

"I heard someone crying." Dad whispers.

I quickly wipe away my tears and give him a smile.

"I was eh watching Titanic" I whispers causing him to laugh.

"There was so much room on that door" Dad smiles as he heads back downstiars.

"There was" I giggle before heading back into my room.

I open the first aid back and begin to tend to Latrelles wounds.

My hands begin to shake as I wipe the blood off his forehead.

I hadn't seen this much blood. My dad was a cop so he kept me away from all that stuff.

"Let me" Latrelle whispers holding my hand.

"I'm so sorry" I cry.

"it's okay Alma you're all I need. You're all I want." He smiles as he leans into to kiss me.

I lean in too as his hands wrap around my waist pulling me me into his lap.

My hands wrap around his neck pulling him in for more.

His kisses move slowly down towards my neck.

"Latrelle" I moan throwing my head back.

I pull his shirt over his head and begin planting kisses on his chest before pushing him back.

His hands glide up my waist pulling Oscar's shirt off my body.

Latrelle unclasps my bra and rolls on top.

"Alma" He whispers as he kisses me all over not breaking eye contact.

"Are you sure?" He asks before pulling off my underwear.

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It was now past midnight and Latrelle rested his head on my chest as we intertwined our fingers.

"how do you feel" I whisper kissing him.

"better with you here" he smiles.

"Who hurt you?" I ask hoping for an name. Instead he just shrugs his shoulders.

"No one Alma" He whispers pulling me in for a hug.

"Well it was someone. Who was it? Who beat you up" I whisper as I sit up demanding for answers.

He looks down at his fingers unsure on what to say.

Latrelle looks back at me before gulping.

"Santos" he whispers.

"What?" I whisper as a tear rolls down my cheek.

"Alma it was the santos. They beat me up" he whispers still looking away.

I couldn't comprehend what he was saying.

Was the Santos really this bad?

No wonder my dad wanted me to stay away from them.

"I'm sorry Alma. I know you're good friends with them" Latrelle whispers as he wipes away his tears.

"Hey hey Latrelle" I cry as I move closer to him.

I pull him into a hug and plant a kiss on his head.

"I'm so sorry" I whisper feeling guilty. "I'm here for you"

"I'm so I met you" Latrelle whispers as he leans in for a kiss.

"I'm glad too" I smile.

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