Oscar's POV
"Yo Spooky let me get another burger" Sad Eyes says holding out his plate. "Fool you've had 3 already" I point out drinking my beer. "Ay Spooky," Huerita whines, "don't you see he needs to eat" she says wrapping her arms around him. "This fool eats and stays flaco" Mando says walking up. "It's because I run a lot" Sad Eyes says lifting his shirt. "Yeah your mouth" I say laughing. Sad Eyes flicks me off as we all laugh.
The Santos were having another party at my place. Cholas, beers, food, blunts and music playing all through out the house. Mando places an arm around me, "Yo Spooky the Hynas are wild tonight" he says then heads to the cooler for a beer. "They always are when you give them Liquor" I respond dryly sitting in a chair.
I chug my beer and look at a call coming in. I stand up furrowing my brows, "V?" I answer confused putting the phone to my ear. Mando smiles drinking his beer sitting on the cooler infront of me. "Where you at?!" I grunt balling my hand into a fist. "Come here! you'll be safe" Mando's expression changes, he stands up standing infront of me. I shake my head angrily, "I'm on my way" I say sternly.
"Que paso primo?" he asks concerned. "Those pinche Prophet$ ran down on her in an alley. Threatened her" "Why doesn't she come here?!" "She doesn't want to start a war, she tried going to the cops but they were posted outside and he said he'll come after her aunt and her friend, Leah if she does" I explain grabbing my gun. "Who's he?" "Johnny B" "Cabron" Mando says shaking his head scratching his head.
"We gotta call Cuchillos, we need a blessing so we can end this shit with the Prophet$" Mando says pulling out his phone. "Cuchillos isn't going to go to war over V!" I argue. "Escuchame primo," Mando explains placing a hand on my shoulder, "we should to talk to the cabeza of the Prophet$ atleast, we need to get the green light or this could end bad" "He's right" I think to myself huffing, "she's scared Compa, she doesn't know where to go" I say rubbing my head. "Take care of V primo, I'll talk to Cuchillos and handle the Prophet$" Mando says tapping my arm pointing towards my car for me to go. I nod then head to my Impala and drive off.
20 minutes later
V's POV
I sit in my Buick a few houses down from my house. Simultaneously looking between my rearview mirror and the street ahead. *beep beep*
Spooky- walk to your house.
I grab my phone and keys and slowly step out the car looking around me. Oscar is coming from the opposite direction. My heart begins to race the closer I get to my house. Oscar walks behind me stands on my front porch looking around. I begin to sob as I struggle to unlock the front door. He stands next to me and gently grabs the keys from my hand unlocking the door for me.
He enters first, turns on the lights and begins to walk around the first floor with his glock in his hand while I lock the front door. He passes by me and heads upstairs. I text my aunt to let her know I'm home safe. "She doesn't need to worry" I thought to myself.
Oscar comes down the stairs, "there's nobody here, you're good as long as you lock the front door. I locked the sliding door and the windows" he says pointing behind him towards the kitchen. I nod my head. "Um..." I say shakily looking up at him with bloodshot eyes, "can you-can you stay here while I shower p-please" I stutter. He stares at me and nods. I start walking up my steps. "You can come upstairs if you want to" I say to him stopping halfway.
He turns off the lights downstairs and heads up behind me. I grab a shirt and some shorts while Oscar sits on my bed looking at his phone. "I'll be quick" I whisper. "Take your time" he reassures.
***
I walk out the bathroom, "I gotta go" Oscar says hanging up. "Was that Mando?" "Yeah, he was checking up on you" Oscar said. I nod placing my clothes in the hamper. "You good?" he asks softly. "Yeah" I whisper folding my arms across my chest leaning against the wall. He gets up and begins to walk towards the door. "Can you stay?" I ask looking at the floor. Oscar stops and looks at me. "I know I'm asking a lot, especially after the way I've been acting" I plead, looking at him, my eyes were puffy and red. "But can you? Stay with me? I still have your clothes if you want to shower" I say placing my hair in a messy bun and go into my drawers.
Oscar smiles touching his lip with his thumb. I hold up his black basketball shorts, tank top and boxer briefs, "please?" I asks hopeful. He removes his shoes and grabs the clothes then heads to the bathroom to shower. I pull back the covers, and turn off the light on the night stand. I lay down on my side of the bed, wrapping myself with the covers, hugging my pillow.
***
Oscar sits on the bed, putting on a fresh pair of socks he grabbed from the drawer. He lays back placing one hand behind his head and looking through his phone with the other. "Can you hold me?" I ask softly. Oscar hesistates looking at me. I uncover myself to my waist, scoot back a bit. He puts his phone on the night stand and turns off the light. He rolls over, getting under the covers, pressing his body against mine, hugging me from behind. I rest my arm on his and hold his hand. I close my eyes as I feel his breath on the nape of my neck. "I miss you" I whisper.
Oscar opens his eyes listening to my confession. "I try to pretend I don't but I do" a tear falls from my eye. "You hurt me really bad that day" I continue, "but I only avoided you because I still love you" another tear falls. "I was scared. Scared that you would leave me again. So I tried to end it first" I look back at him, "I'm sorry" Oscar stares at my eyes. He cups my cheek with his hand, caressing it with his thumb, then presses his lips against mine.
He leans in for another kiss. I lift my head and kiss him back. He places a hand against the pillow next to my head, I lay back as he gets ontop of me. I hold his face with both my hands. I lift my head and kiss him, slipping my tongue in his mouth, then suck his bottom lip, pulling him towards me. He pulls back licking his lips. He rubs up my thigh with his left hand and stares at me. "What?" I say smiling kissing him again. He pulls me on top of him. I sit on his lap and let my hair loose. He sits up, holds my face, brushing his lips against mine, lightly biting my bottom lip. He reaches under my shirt, planting soft kisses as he moves towards my neck, nibbling it softly.
*crash* we hear a noise coming from downstairs. Oscar gently pushes me off of him. He reaches under the pillow for his gun and climbs out the bed. He looks back at me putting his finger to his lips. He quietly steps to the bedroom door and peeks around the doorway to see a shadowy figure moving around downstairs. He quietly pulls the door shut, then slowly moves towards the hall. I grab my phone and dial 9-1-1, "my name is Viviana Ortiz, someone is in my house, send someone to 115 palm st." I hang up. I quietly reach into the nightstand for my 9mm and kneel on my bed waiting.
Oscar's POV
I head down the stairs where I hear 2 male voices arguing in the kitchen. "The boss says to stop this foolishness and head to the trap house" Man 1 says. "Man this is her place!" a familiar voice yelled. "Johnny B you're bringing alot of heat on us with your obsession" Man 1 tries to reason. "I'm going to wait for her. She's going to be mine" Johnny B explains.
I make it downstairs. "Man I'm not sitting here all night?!" man 1 protests. "Then leave, I don't need you" Johnny B says pushing him. "Fuck you homie, dig your own damn grave" man 1 says walking out the window. I approach Johnny B from behind, point the gun at his head and cock back the slide. His eyes widen as he slowly puts his hand in the air. "You should've left too" I say.
***
The police sirens get louder as they approach the house. Bright blue and red lights can be seen against the walls and cabinets. "Kneel puto" I growl. Johnny B began to slowly squat down and makes a run for it. I shoot him in the leg. He falls to the ground, rolls on his back, aiming his gun. I kick the gun from his hand and punch him multiple times in the face until he blacksout.
"Shots fired I repeat shots fired!" I hear an officer say, as they cautiously approach the house. I run upstairs, open the bedroom door, "V!" I yells as she points her gun at me. "It's me" I reassure putting my hands in the air. She relaxes and exhales. I approach the bed and hug her, "Calmate the cops are here" I whisper pulling her off of the bed.
V's POV
We head downstairs as someone bangs on the front door. "Police!!" I unlock the front door and open it all the way, "officer! He's in the kitchen" I point. Two Cops go into the kitchen and radio dispatch, "We need a 10-52 at 115 Palm st, suspect is unconscious with a gunshot wound to the leg" "10-4 we will dispatch an ambulance right away".
***
I stand in my walkway talking to a detective as they load up Johnny B into the ambulance. Oscar stares at Johnny B and then at me as he continues to talk to another detective. "What happened next?" Detective Ramirez asked ignoring a call. "We were getting intimate when we heard a loud crash downstairs" I explained, "my man went downstairs while I called 9-1-1".
Sammie began walking towards me as the detective hands me a business card and walks towards an officer. "V! Oh my God are you ok?!" she says hugging me. "I'm fine" I say smiling. "Did they break into your house too?!" I nod. She gasps covering her mouth as she looks over at Oscar and smiles, "well it's a good thing you have a strong sexy man here to protect you". I laugh and look over at Oscar. "Seriously girl, you need to find me one like that" she says tucking her hair behind her ear then turns to me, "I'm glad they finally caught those guys terrorizing our neighborhood, now we can sleep easy."
Oscar walks over to us, and stands next to me, I can sense his hesitation. "I'm so glad you were here" Sammie says placing a hand on Oscar's cheek and kissing the other. He smiles, "I'm surprised the cops came so quickly" he says furrowing his eyebrows looking around. "Well hunny you're not in Freeridge anymore" Sammie says touching his arm. "You guys should come by tomorrow, I'll make a BBQ and we can celebrate the end of the neighborhood terror" she says holding my hand. I smile and nod. She hugs me and then Oscar and heads home.
Detective Ramirez walks up to us, "you guys can head back inside, we're almost done out here" I nod my head and he walks away. I turn to Oscar wrap my arms around his waist and look up at him, "ready to go in" I ask. "You still want me to?" he asks raising an eyebrow. "I asked you to stay didn't I?" I say smiling. He grabs my face and kisses me softly. "Vamos" he whispers.
***Sorry this chapter was so long, I didn't want to break it up into 2. This is just the beginning of everything. Hopefully you're enjoying it***