PROMISE ME (OSCAR DIAZ x OC)

Chapter Eight (Alana)

CHAPTER EIGHT

Alana

November

*SMUT WARNING*

This heat wave is going to be the death of me. Or maybe Olivia inviting her friends over to hang out in our room will be the death of me. I don't like Monse but I don't like Jasmine even more. And right now I'm able to tolerate Monse due to the fact Jasmine is going through my closet and Olivia's.

Jasmine tried on one of Olivia's dresses and it was way too short on her and far too tight on the boobs but she said that's the way it should look. Whatever. I didn't pay much attention until she went into my top dresser drawer and pulled out a pair of black lace panties with a red rose on the front and held them up.

"Oh!" Jasmine gasped. "And who got you these? Spooky?"

I snatched them from her and tossed them back into the drawer. "Why would you say something like that?" I gave her a threatening gaze. "Don't fucking touch people's clothes. Or anything else in this room actually."

I grabbed my laundry basket and went down to the basement. In the distance I could hear Jasmine making jokes about my underwear and saying she bets Oscar takes them off with his teeth. Jokes on her, I take them off myself.

I started a load of laundry and took another out of the dryer and brought it upstairs and placed it down on the dining room table when I saw Jamal going to answer the door and he slammed it quickly. I swore my eyes played tricks on me and Oscar was standing on the other side of the door.

Jamal went to open the door again and Oscar came running in as the helicopters sounded over head and the cops announced a block lockdown. I stood there with the basket still in my hands as it rested on the table.

Oscar didn't even notice me he was looking out the window and the sirens were sounding loudly. The helicopter was blaring overhead again and Jamal shouted, "I said... I CAN'T BELIEVE WE'RE STUCK IN THE HOUSE WITH OSCAR!"

He turned slowly to glare at Jamal when he saw me standing behind the couch. He walked up to me and licked his lips but then remembered that we couldn't act on our feelings, especially not at my house.

When we're alone at his place it's different.

Ruby's phone started ringing and he answered. "Yeah? Ma? We're fine. Everyone's safe. Yeah. We're good. Alana's home. She's fine. Okay. Love you too. Bye."

Oscar sat down on the couch and Jamal nearly sat on top of him and I just stared at Jamal until he moved. Jasmine sat on the other side of me and complained about how Olivia and Monse kicked her out of the room.

Good. Then you won't find my gun or my love letters from Oscar. Or anymore of the panties he's bought for me. Or my sex toys.

Jamal got up and sat on the arm of the sofa and started questioning Oscar on weird gang related shit. Then Ruby informed everyone that our parents were on a Costco run so there's no snacks in the house. Which was fine with me. Cause all I wanted was Oscar right now and since I couldn't have him no one else should be able to have what they want either.

"But-" Jamal complained. "If I don't have snacks... Jasmine please tell me you have snacks in your purse."

Jasmine shrugged and as she dug in her purse I inched closer to Oscar. I saw him lick his lips again and he eyed me from the side. I let my fingers brush against his hand and I watched as the goosebumps covered his body.