ANTI - Oscar Diaz

10

Here I was holding her head back as she threw up.

I know I shouldn't have but I did, I followed her into the bathroom. As soon as I saw her face i knew something was about to happen.

She spent a good 10 minutes puking. I couldn't stand the sight of vomit but here I was.

I still cared even when I shouldn't.
Not after everything I put her through.

She sat back down closing her eyes.

Was she going to cry?

She didn't, she opened her eyes and stared at me in shock.

My presence here shocked myself as much as it shocked her.
Was she going to say something?

She didn't.
She simply woke up and went to the sink.

I should've left
But I stood there watching her.

"Thank you." She looked at me through the mirror.
Her voice was uncertain.

"It doesn't mean that I care." I said coldly.

Why did i say that?

"I'm not the one that ran after me now was I?"she snapped.

I know what I did.
But I had to see if she was okay.
My feet had a mind of its own.

I ignored the questions from Khelani and just followed her.

She gave me one last look before she walked out.

I look at where she was kneeling infront of the toilet.

Were we being too harsh on her?

I was known as Spooky, I was ruthless. But back then she always made me soft.
She was my soft spot.
The guys said I was whipped and they were right

I would do anything for her.

I walked back out and sat down not saying a word.

"What was that all about Spooky." Khelani askes rubbing her hands up and down my arm.

Don't touch me.

"It was nothing."

"Who was that girl?" She asked again.

"I said drop it." I growled.

She looked at me as if I slapped her and scooted away from me.
I didn't care.
At least it got her hands off of me.

I looked over at Pablo. His face was blank. But I knew he felt bad.

Jamal was the one that came and took our order and he was the one that served us the entire time.

Robyn on the other hand served the other side of the diner. She didn't even look our way.

And whenever our eyes met, she kept her face blank.

~~~~~~~~~

I sat outside of Chico's house.
I needed to talk to him
A serious conversation.

I felt like he knew something I didn't.
I knew he loved Robyn like his own sister but he knew the difference between right and wrong.
And her leaving was wrong.

When she left, he wasn't angry. He didn't act out. He was sad.
He spent the whole 4 years defending her.

I knew he kept intouch with her this entire time after I caught a glimpse of her name in his messages.

I wanted to know.
Anything.
Everything

The crickets were the only thing heard as I waited patiently outside. And then his car pulled up.

He looked at me as I sat on his porch. I saw him sigh and then he got out.

"What are you doing here?" He asked as he walked up to me.

"I know there's something you're not telling me about the whole Robyn situation homie."

He sighed pinching the bridge of his mose.
"There is nothing. I don't know nothing.",

He was lying.

"Oh really? Were you guys fucking behind my back? I saw how you defended her after she left. I even saw you fucking texting her Chico." I said loudly.

I was angry now.
The whole idea of my best friend and my girlfriend being together made me angry.
The thought of her with any man annoyed me.

"Imma stop you right there before you say something you'll regret. I fucking love you man, you're like a brother to me. I never thought of her that way yeah I loved her, but not like you did." He shouted angrily.

"ella era tu reina. What you two had all of us would kill to have. But don't for a second think I'd fuck you over like that man. Yes I kept in touch with her. Because while you and Pablo were being selfish assholes. I had to check up on her. You guys were all about how you felt. How she left you. You didn't care to check or ask about how she felt leaving. How she felt leaving you Oscar."

I stated silent.
"She fucking loved you man. I've never seen someone love someone like she loved you. Like you love her. Do you think it was easy? Ever since you found out she was back both you and Pablo acted like bullies. You both bullied her. And the way Pablo spoke to her that night, the Spooky I know would've shot a pendejo for talking to her like that.Right in the head. But you just stood there and let him. Even after seeing the look in her eyes." He was crying now.

And unknown to me I was crying too.

It hurt hearing him say what he said.
I felt bad for thinking he would do something but there has to be a reason why she left. And no one was fucking telling me shit.

"I would take a bullet for you, for Pablo and for her. But I'm not going to sit around and watch you two talk shit about her when you two know shit."

I watched as he went back to his car. And backed out his driveway.
I watched as he drove away leaving me more confused and hurt than i already was.

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