Cruz's POV
Slowly I started noticing her becoming happier. She wasn't so mopey all the time. Even at school she socialized. She didn't make friends but she made her way. Her and her mom's relationship got better too, her grades got better, everything was getting better for her once she started taking care of herself. I was happy too but it never lasted. My home life didn't change much nor did my mind set. Winnie never knew it got bad though, I never wanted to put that on her. Her mom always checked on me though she could tell I never had much of anyone taking care of me so she almost became a second mom to me.
"Are you happy?" I asked her as we layed out in the middle of the street looking at the stars.
"Very much so, why wouldn't I be?" She said looking over to me.
"Just thinking" I said blankly.
"Uh oh, About what?"
"Just different things...it's crazy to think that maybe we won't be friends one day" I said.
"What are you talking about silly of course we're gonna stay friends you think you're just gonna disappear one day" She joked smiling. I knew the answer to that.
"Well what if we get in a fight one day or you get a boyfriend and he doesn't like me"
"Why would we fight? Is this because I forgot to get the giant tootsie roll at the store the other day?" She laughed.
"Im serious Winnie..." I said sitting up. Her smile faded.
"I don't think I could ever stay mad at you and your my best friend if my boyfriend doesn't like you or give you a chance he's gone. If anything I would hope you guys would become best friends to but thats besides the point... What's going on is there something your not telling me?" She asked. There was so much.
"No...Just overthinking again I guess" I told her. She just looked at me gloomy.
"Come on you look like you can use a slushie" I told her getting up. We walked down to the gas station talking about different things like our point of view on the world or like what happens when we die. Eventually I realized if I kept talking about this she would start over thinking so I changed the subject to movies.
"Why do you think movies make you hurt so bad, like that one My Girl, where the boy dies we don't even know them so how or why do we get so sad" I asked
"Because sometimes we can imagine ourselves in that situation, I mean imagine how I would feel if you died, I'd be broken all over again...its when you find it relatable is when it hurts...I don't think i'd even wish that pain upon my worst enemy" She said pulling up her hoodie.
Winnie's POV
I hated when he asked questions like what if we're not friends or whatever. It scared me. I only stay friends with people I could see a future with not in a romantic way but a way where we could grow up together and always joke around. I became friends with Cruz because I couldt imagine my life without him. It would be dull and boring. Sure he was quiet and kinda different but he was also the life of the party for almost everything we did. He would always find a way to make everything even more fun.
When summer hit we would go to the beach and meet new people and by meeting new people I mean he would go and get some girls snaps as I sat and ate pizza keeping track of how many girls he got. We would take a football or frisbee and make our own fires till the sun went down and had to drive back. That was our whole summer from going to the beach to race car driving no matter what it was we were not back till the sun was down. Some nights he wouldn't go home though. Mom let him stay down stairs on the couch and would let him stay over, she never minded since we stayed out of trouble and were always honest with her. One night though when he did got home he came back with a bruise on his cheek. When I asked him what it was from he said a basketball hit him. He hates basketball and doesn't even go near the quarts. He finally told me it was something his moms boyfriend graciously gave him. I was beyond pissed but what was I supposed to do? He pretty much lived with us part time every so often after that.
In the middle of summer was Cruz's birthday, he hated his birthday, he said it always made him sad since he had no one to spend it with and it was another reminder he was alive. On Cruz's birthday we told him to come over around 1 because I had an 'appointment'. My mom bought us cake batter and stuff and said we could make it and would give us something fun to do. We got some balloons to put all over the house and some of his favorite snacks. My mom got him a gift of some hoodies and a speaker along with a gift card. I made him a box full of candies, candles, a fluffy blanket and a goofy photo of us. When he walked into the house me and my mom got those blow horns and made loud noises yelling 'Happy Birthday Cruz!" He just stood there and smiled as we both hugged him.
"Were gonna make a cake!" I shouted
"Oh great cooking with you on my birthday, maybe I will get the gift of death" he smiled.
"Very funny," I said sarcastically. My mom came down the stairs and all of a sudden a flash went off.
"Mom what are you doing?" I asked looking at her.
"What it's a disposable camera" She smiled taking another photo
"Mom we have phones for that," I said, opening the cake box. She just shrugged and said one day we'll appreciate it. We were baking the cake when all of a sudden Cruz calls me.
"Hey Winnie!" I turn around as he throws flour at me getting it all over and takes a photo.
"Cruz!" I yell laughing as I throw some back. We started getting it all over and he reached for the chocolate syrup pouring it all over me, having an advantage of being taller. I grabbed an egg, smashed it over his head and took a photo. We didn't stop till he slipped and my mom walked in.
"What the hell happened?" She laughed helping Cruz up.
"Sorry, I threw some flour at her for the camera and I guess we got carried away" Cuz smiled at my mom.
"As long as you guys pick it up do what you want" She said walking out of the kitchen.
We ended up using the disposable camera a lot taking selfies and photos of each other covered in food. Eventually the cake got done and mom made us rinse off outside with the hose bringing us slices of cake after.
Cruz POV
I woke up and went into the kitchen seeing my mom get ready for work.
"Morning Mom" I said, seeing if she would say anything.
" hey. can you pick up the backyard today and help clean the house? I have a late shift tonight so I probably won't see you till tomorrow" She told me pouring rum into her coffee. And that was it. The definition of everyday, even my birthday. she walked out the door with a cigarette in her hand and left. I cleaned up the house a bit since I couldn't go see Winnie till 1. Why do people have kids if they don't want them. They just bring another person in the world teaching them there worthless. I started heading over to Winnies, I've only told her my birthday once and we didn't talk about it for the rest of the month and I was okay with that. To be honest that was the point, I never liked my birthday, it was just another day humans made it about themselves and there was no point in reminding someone. Sides, even a simple good morning or happy birthday would have been fine for me, but that was never the case. I walked into the kitchen and saw all the balloons and heard the blow horns going off. It scared me a little but made me laugh out of shock. We baked a cake and even started a food fight. Later on we decided to pull out the nerf guns and have a whole war through the house that I obviously won then we all played poker taking money from one another. Nobody ever did stuff for me like this not friends and most certainly not even family.
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