oakley's pov
"have you talked to your dad?" my grandmother asked, grabbing another ball of yarn to add to her knitting needle or whatever its called. i poured a few medication pills into my hand and pored some warm tea into a tea cup to place on a tray. i handed it to her. "no."
"he's been writing you nonstop..." she added before she took her medication. i sat next to her waiting for her to drink her tea. "i know, gram."
for the past 5 years it's just been me and my gram. my dads been in prison for that last 5 years, and my mum, well, she left when i was a baby. and no, this isn't me trying to throw a pity party for myself. it's just what's happened.
i used to live with my dad up until the arrest and then protection services sent me here. i was only 13. it's not so bad, though. just help my gram around the house, give her her prescribed meds, go to school, etc.
"it wouldn't hurt to write him back, oakley" my grandmother sassed as she finished what was left in her tea cup. "i wouldn't even know what to write" i muttered. i grabbed the tray and left to place it in the kitchen sink.
i peeked through the kitchen window and saw my homeboy pull up. "gram?" i shouted from the kitchen. "yes oakley?" she answered still focused on her yarn or whatever. "i'm going to go out with a friend right now, is that okay?" i asked, grabbing a hoodie.
she looked up with a generous smile. "it's wednesday, don't be out too late. go" gram replied. before i left i kissed her forehead and we both said our goodbyes. i threw my hoodie over my head and left the house.
i headed inside my homeboys car. "hey man wassup" my friend ricky said as he dapped me up. "what's good ricky" i replied, doing the same. "alright so before we head to the crib i got some drops to take care of" TJ said as he put the car in neutral. i shrugged, "that's cool."
i always knew ricky trapped and honestly i was considering getting into it. it was good money and i wanted to start supporting my gram in any way i could. and of course having money on the side for myself wouldn't hurt.
i observed how ricky would go about selling and i made mental notes. i was serious about this, believe it or not. probably the one thing in life i'm serious about.
after i talked to ricky about wanting to sell, he agreed to give me his plug info. and i knew this was just the beginning. we chilled at his crib for a bit playing xbox and after ricky dropped me off at home. oh, and i could also use the money for a car.
"gram i'm home!" i shouted as i locked the front door behind me. i went to her room and saw her safely asleep. i turned her light off and left her lamp on. "goodnight gram" i whispered. i left and closed the door softly.
i walked across the hall and entered in bedroom. small but comfortable. i put my phone on the charger and laid down. i hit my pen since it had been a cool 10 minutes without it. i'm a fiend, sorry.
i could feel myself drift away. i loved this feeling.
adriana's pov
it was wednesday and i was staying the night at drea's house. mid week sleepovers are mandatory for us. i grabbed my fluffy blanket and adjusted my laying position as we flicked through netflix for what to watch.
"have you talked to johnny?" drea asked, eating some popcorn. my ears perked at the sound of his name. "yeah we talked a bit about prom the other day" i said with a shy smile. "ooooh" she said in a sing song voice.
"i need to work on campaigning" i said. "if you need any help, i got you" drea replied. i smiled. i finally picked something to watch; mean girls. one of my favorite movies. after pressing play, i started to think about what oakley told me on saturday.
"you're spoiled rotten, you're rich... you could get away with almost anythin' in this world."
"everything is handed to you."
i looked down. "drea" i spoke. "huh?" she asked. "do you think i'm spoiled? or like.. stuck up.." i asked. she turned to look at me. "why are you asking me this?" she asked, laughing. "someone told me that i basically get everything handed to me and that i'm spoiled" i answered.
"girl they're just hating, okay? just because you have nice things, happen to be pretty and popular, does not mean you're stuck up or spoiled" drea replied. "now can you be petty at times? meh" she shrugged. i laughed and hit her with a pillow.
"they dont know what you've been through." drea held my hand. i pursed my lips. i pulled her into a hug. "thanks sis" i said. i might have been choking down tears at that point. i never show emotions. not even to drea.
drea got up and threw her locs into a claw clip. "did you want something from downstairs?" she asked slipping into her chanclas. i shook my head, "i'm okay."
we have other friends than each other, but we both know it will always just be me and her.
she returned with a soda in hand and closed the door. "speaking of boys though..." she started with cheesy grin. she sat next to me and opened her soda. "i've kinda been talking to someone..."
"really?" i asked, eating some popcorn. "yeah but like, he's really not my type, you'd be surprised" she said, grabbing her phone. "let me pull up his insta" she muttered as she scrolled on her phone. i waited patiently.
she flipped her phone around and it was a pic of a tattooed guy flashing a gun with cash beside him. i looked at her with a laugh, "you're right, so not your type."
she pushed me jokingly. "what's his name?" i asked. "ricky."
never heard of him. "he goes to highlands?" i furrowed my brows. "yeah he's a senior, too. he moved here a couple months ago" drea said, still looking at his instagram. "i mean go for it but he seems like the hoe type" i scratched my head.
drea pushed me again. "what? i'm being honest.. and i just don't want you to let your guard completely down" i said. truthfully, i'm happy that drea found a guy she likes. but i just don't want her to mess with someone who may hurt her.
"of course you'd say that, ms. never lets anyone close to her" drea rolled her eyes. i raised my eyebrows and shrugged, "that's my name, don't wear it out." i drank some water and laid back onto the bed.
"are you tired?" she asked me. "yess" i replied. drea dimmed her bedroom lights and flung herself on the bed. "goodnight adri" drea said as she pulled her blanket over herself.
"goodnight dre" i replied before getting comfortable in my own blanket. like that, i passed tf out.
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a/n: guys i started college this week and its been pretty easy so far but finding my classes is such a struggle 😭 anyway hope y'all liked this chapter ik it was kinda ehh but it provided some backstory for oakleys family and alsooo drea is talking to oaks homeboy🫣 p.s thanks for all the love <3
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