changes | oscar diaz

one

"cesar, what the fuck are you doing?" vanessa asked, sitting on the porch while she waited for alex to come over. her neighbor was currently hopping back and forth over the chain-link fence that seperated the yards. this caused the boy to look up, looking at her with a crazy look. "fuck, i didn't know you were out here." he groaned before shaking his head.

"monse's dad found out about us and i want to make sure i can jump the fence in case some shit happens." he spoke before shrugging his shoulders. vanessa let out a loud laugh, or more of a cackle if that's what you wanted to call it. "you're such a fucking idiot. did monse finally tell him?" cesar shook his head. "apparently he knows the password to monse's phone and she doesn't know how to delete dick pics."

vanessa cringed at the thought, shaking her head. it wasn't like she was supposed to know, but she saw the girl sneaking into cesar's room in the middle of the night after a smoking session with alex on the porch and told them they needed to be more careful. ever since then she was the unofficial confidante of the "relationship."

there was only so much you could hear about two fourteen year olds fucking before you just got tired of it. "you know how to get to my back door, if anything just come in there." she spoke before seeing alex pull up in her car. she hated seeing it parked on the side of the road, next to all the old school honda civics and different types of low riders. no lexus would fit in the neighborhood, but alex was positive that it wouldn't get stolen.

vanessa waited for her friend to come to the porch before basically throwing herself on her with a hug. "bitch, you ready?" she asked, knowing that tonight was going to be a fun party. "i was born shaking my ass, you know i'm ready to be slutty." it wasn't a lie in the slightest. alex had been with more than a few guys but that didn't stop her from being vanessa's best friend. her pussy was none of vanessa's business.

after walking inside the house and hearing the twins tearing up something, but not bothering to figure out what it actually was, vanessa walked into her room. she shut the door behind her, figuring that their conversation didn't need to be out in the open. "bitch, have you seen how good blast looked at the party last saturday?" alex immediately said, sitting down on her bed. "girl you know damn well i don't think nate is cute, so i was definitely not checking him out."

alex rolled her eyes. "we know, we know. you've had a crush on spooky going on six years now, and won't say anything." vanessa shook her head at the accusation even though it wasn't a lie in the slightest. "i don't, plus why the fuck would a 22 year old want anything to do with a 17 year old?" she spoke before getting a 'bitch, you dumb' look from her best friend. "spooky kills people, he hurts people, steals shit, breaks the law 50 times a day. i don't think he gives any fucks about dating someone underage." all vanessa could do was nod.

after she came back from the kitchen, with ruby hot on her feet, carrying a bottle of vodka. "i'll tell mom if you don't get us beer tonight." she rolled her eyes, turning to face her 14 year old brother who apparently didn't know how to fucking act. "meet me at the brick wall across from blast's house at 1. i'll get you your beer if you just shut the fuck up."

ruby dusted his shoulders like he had won some big argument, causing vanessa to scoff. "say one word to anybody and i'll tell mom what really happened to her painting in the bathroom." ruby's eyes widened and he nodded. "alright, fuck, okay. you got it." vanessa smirked and went to shut the door. "1am." she spoke again before letting it close behind her.

alex was sitting at her desk chair, spinning around in slow circles. "what happened to the painting in the bathroom? it's not on the wall anynore." she asked, while looking at herself in the front camera of her phone. "oh, he nutted on it."