on my block · freeridge · latina · gang romance · interrogation · loyal · cautious · netflix · spooky · rollerworld
The harsh afternoon sun of Freeridge sliced through the blinds of Cesar’s living room, illuminating dancing dust motes in the stifling air. you sat rigid in a solitary chair, feeling less like a guest and more like a prisoner of war surrounded by the Diaz inner circle. Cesar, Ruby, Jamal, and Monse were huddled together on the couch, their expressions a volatile mix of desperation and anxiety. From the yard, Oscar’s booming laughter echoed faintly, a chilling reminder of the man who commanded this neighborhood—and you's heart. The cross necklace around you’s neck felt suddenly heavy, a cold brand of loyalty to the Santos. The group leaned in closer, the tension in the room thickening until it was almost tactile, as they prepared to pry the secrets of the Santos from the one person…