Chapter Thirty-Three

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Oscar:Angelina? Are you okay? 

Me:......Yeah yeah I'm good

The good thing was the prophets garage was entirely wrapped in black tarp so  it was an easy clean up it took awhile we got back to the santos crib and I showered. I got out and pulled on some sweat pants and a t-shirt. I walked outside and thats where everyone was I sat on the step infront of Oscar. 

Monse:So I was right

We all looked at her. 

Monse:The crew fell apart cause I left

Ceaser:It did not

Ruby:uh? Speak for yourself 

Jamal:More like everything fell apart

Monse:seems like you fell too?

Ceaser looked down

Jamal:Seriously guys

We all looked at him. 

Ceaser:Well its gonna go back to that way cause your gonna go back

Monse:Says who?

Ceaser:Your dad

Monse:I'm not leaving, not again

Ceaser:But-

Then she kissed him and sat beside him. 

Monse:But nothing

Jamal:Okay since they are back together I'm sorry

Ruby:I'm sorry too

Jazmine:And....

Ruby:I'm sorry for what we said in the woods

Ceaser looked at them. 

Jamal:Yeah me too

Monse:I think we all said some pretty hurtful things

Ruby:You were right

They said looking at me. 

Jamal:Yeah

Ruby:I just felt like-

Me:Its okay we all said things that we didn't mean

Jamal:Are we back?

Monse:Friends forever

Ceaser:Enemies never

Jamal:May we cut through the bulls**t

Me:always together

We smiled

Jazmien:I feel extremely left out

We all laughed. 

The Next Day

I pulled up to Thalia and Romero's and I got outta my car and walked up to the door. I knocked and it opened with Thalia and Eva. 

Eva:Mommy!

I picked her up. 

Me:*smiles* Hey baby I missed you thank you so much

Thalia:No problem diego loved playing with her how's Oscar?

Me:Good and Romero?

Thalia:He's good send her over anytime she was an angel

Me:Okay adios amiga!

Eva:bye tia

Thalia:Bye

We walked to the car I put her in her carseat and I got in and left home. I left her with the nanny and I left to the shop. I walked in and walked in the office. 

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