The Boy With A Child

Chapter 7

Primrose's POV
In the morning I took my sister to the park. I was watching her use the slides when she ran over to me with a girl with long black wavy hair.

"I made a friend! This is MJ!"

"Is that a nickname?"

The little girl nodded.

"What's your name then? I'm Primrose."

"Marionette Jane!"

They both grabbed my hands and started pulling me.

"Where are we going?"

"To my daddy!"

They brought me over to a person with the same hair color and type as Marionette. He was on the phone with someone. She started pulling his leather jacket. He put his phone away and looked down.

"Daddy look! I have a friend!"

"Oh really?"

I paid more attention to who was standing in front of me after I heard his voice.

He's that boy from school!

The cold hearted one!

"This is Elise! And this is her sister!"

"H-hi."

"Hey. I'm Onyx."

"I-I'm Primrose. W-we go to school together. I'm new."

"Oh. It's you."

"Daddy be nice!"

He crouched down.

"You know how I am with people."

"Everyone isn't mean like you think!"

He sighed.

"Princess I can't help it."

"Be nice!"

"Ugh. Fine. I'll try."

We sat down on a bench.

"So where are you from?"

"Boston. Why are you such a.."

"A jackass?"

"Yeah basically."

"Shit went downhill after my dad got killed. Then my ex came around. Then my mom started dating a prick."

"Damn..I-I'm sorry."

He shrugged.

"It's whatever honestly. Don't go telling people this shit. How old's your sister?"

"6."

"Ah. She's 3 years older then."

"And you're how old?"

"17."

"Wow. I've never met a teen parent before."

"Don't forget the single dad part."

"Oh y-you're not with her mom anymore?"

"No. That crazy bitch got herself arrested when MJ was 4 weeks old. Fuckin chased me around the house with a knife then stabbed me."

"Oh god. Does she ask about her?"

"Nope. I don't bring her to jail to visit. As far as I'm concerned she's never gonna know her."

"What about when she's older?"

"Not sure."

He handed me his phone.