"You got the attention from a santo"
another oscar diaz fanfic woahh
I dont own on my block but the ideas in this book that arent in the show are mine. So dont be a mf copycat.
This book doesnt follow the shows plot.
completed: 1/25/21
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Leyla's pov
"Im not trippin. So you better not be trippin." I exhaled and watch the smoke float around the room.
"Leyla you just killed Damien." He raised his voice at me.
Geez he's loud.
"Okay. And his daddy killed my mom and Javier." I shrugged.
"Exactly Damien didnt. His dad did." He pointed out.
"Oh dont worry.... his dad is next." I laughed to myself.
"I cant believe you." I watched as Oscar looked out the window and let out a deep sigh.
"Oscar... I've been through a lot. Just let me try and cope."
"This isn't coping." He glared at me.
"Okay."
"Seriously, Leyla." He held me by the shoulder shaking me intensely. "You could go to prison for this." He cried.
"At least his dad knows what i felt."
"Oh my god." He stood up and shook his head.
"You just don't understand." I roll my eyes.
"Oh so you're the only one who lost a loved one to gang violence?" He glared at me.
"Sorry." I pouted. "Its not what i meant." I stared at my lap.
"I know its not bebe." He held onto my freehand.
"I just don't want you going through a dark path."
"I'm afraid its too late for that, Oscar." I felt my eyes sting.
—
A few months later
"Hurt like a bitch." I wince as i show off the santos cross tattoo i got on the right side of my ribcage.
"I bet." Oscar lit his joint.
"At least its official." I smirked.
"Mhm." He looked off into a distance.
"You seem thrilled." I rolled my eyes.
"Not really something i want to commemorate."
"Hater." I shook my head.
"So i heard they call you asesina now?" (According to spanishdict it means killer. Dont mind my cant speak Spanish fake mexican ass self)
"Yes. You like it?"
"Well its not really the name you want to be referred to as. But sure." He shrugged.
"Sorry.. i was gonna choose the name Spooky.. but it was taken." I teased finally gaining a smile from him.
"Fuck you I was 14." He chuckled.
"Im kidding." I laughed. "Im just happy i got you to laugh."
"Im sorry." I felt him wrap his arm around me. "Its just... a part of me cant help but feel like shit for being the reason your family died and the reason you dropped out of high school." I watched as he shook his head.
"You're not babe." I reassured him.
"It sure feels like it."
"Well i was bound to get involved with this life sometime."
—sweeteasaint
Leyla is gonna be different tehe
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