What You Need (BBW)

6.

Chresanto P.O.V

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

I woke up and slightly rubbed my eyes, wondering what that noise was. I put on my pajama pants but kept my shirt off and opened my door. I heard arguing and then I realized it was just the regular routine, my mom and dad fighting.

They always get into arguments over my mom's drug problem. She's been on drugs for about two years now and it's gotten really bad. My dad isn't squeaky clean either though, he doesn't do drugs, but he sells them.

Don't get me wrong, they take care of me and are good parents, but they don't take care of themselves. With my dad's money from selling drugs, we got a nice sized house. It's not a mansion, but it's pretty big. My dad bought me my car when I was sixteen, so I can't really say I want him to stop making the money he's making from the drugs. He'll stop on his own time.

I went back in my room and laid back down. Once I'm up, I'm up and I can't go back to sleep. So I decided to go on Instagram and see what my feed looked like.

Damn, I got 20,000 likes and 4,000 comments on my picture I posted last night. I'm kinda a big deal on social media. I have 500k followers. But what can I say, I'm very attractive .

I remembered Anika gave me her Instagram and I decided to dm (direct message) her.

*DM CONVERSATION*

@Chres.august_ : Wassup, Anika

Hey Chres : @Anik.aaa

@Chres.august_ : What are you doing today ?

Nothing much, why? : @Anik.aaa

@Chres.august_ : you wanna work on our project at the park ?

Yes, what time ? : @Anik.aaa

@Chres.august_ : in 15 minutes

K, see ya there : @Anik.aaa

@Chres.august_ : bye

*END OF THE CONVERSATION *

I went to go take a shower and brush my teeth. When I opened my door I didn't hear anymore of the arguing so my parents might have left. When I was done in the bathroom I put on a white shirt, black joggers , a gold chain, and my tan timberlands.

I got in my car and headed to the park.

Anika's P.O.V

I waited for Chresanto on the swings at the park. I had our project materials on a near by table. There wasn't that many kids here since it was still kind of early. But I did notice one kid that was being pushed around by another kid. The kid being bullied started crying.

I rushed over there immediatly.

"Hey! What's happening over here?"

"None of your business, fatty." said the bully, that looks fairly young but not too young.

"Look, it is my business when it comes to bullying. You shouldn't do that because people take their lives because of people like you." I explained picking up the helpless victim " Haven't you ever been picked on before?"

The little bully took a minute to think.

"Does taking about my speaking a form of bullying?"

"yes."

"Well then, yes I have." the bully confessed.

"It didn't make you feel good, did it?" I asked.

"No." the bully started to cry.

I pulled both of the little kids into a hug, comforting them.

"I'm sorry Lila." the bully apologized.

"Its ok, Paris." Lila accepted.

They have very pretty names. But wait, where's their parents?

"Since you guys are nice to each other now, can you tell me where your parents are?" I asked.

"We don't have any parents. We are in an orphanage." Paris said.

" Yea, its over there." Lila pointed to a big building across the street

I instantly felt bad because they didn't have a mom or dad. They're so cute. I would tell my mom to adopt them, but she says she can't take care of any more kids because of her long business trips.

"Awe, well you guys stay nice to each other. And be safe walking across the street. "

"ok, bye" the little girls both said about to cross the street.

I went back to the swings where Chresanto was quietly waiting. But before I got to the swings I felt a little tap on my side.

"Oh, and sorry for calling you a bad name. You're really nice and we wanted to know if you will be our friend?" Paris asked with her big, brown eyes. Lila hid behind her back.

" Of course I will be your friend." I said smiling.

"Ok, Yay! You're our first friend ever. Oh ya, what is your name?"

" My name is Anika." I smiled again, feeling a little sad they said I was their only friend. Why wouldn't any other little kid be their friends?

"I like your name." Lila said, peaking behind Paris's back.

" Thank you sweetie."

"Well I'm Paris and that's Lila. Thanks for being our friend." Paris said smiling " Bye. "

I waved to them as I watched them cross the street safely.

I finally went back to the swings.

"Hey superwoman." Chresanto said smiling.

"Hey. How long have you been here? "

"About a good 10 minutes."

"You were so quiet I didn't even notice." I laughed quietly.

" Yeah, I saw you making some new friends and I didn't want to interrupt." he smirked.

" Oh my gosh Chres, they were too cute. Their names are Lila and Paris and they are orphans. But Paris was pushing around Lila and I couldn't just let her be mean to her so I said something. And now their my little buddies." I smiled.

" You're such a cute peacemaker."

" Why, thank you." I blushed.

We moved to the table where the project materials were and started working. We talked about school and teachers we liked and disliked. Since we only had a little bit to do when we started, we finished the whole project.

As we were cleaning up our area I noticed Chres was starring at me. It was kind of creepy.

"Chres, you're so weird." I giggled.

"How?" he laughed.

" You're just starring at me."

" I'm just admiring how beautiful you are." he smiled " Actually, I've been wanting to ask you something."

I turned towards him, giving him my full attention.

"Yes?"

"Will you be my girlfriend Anika?"

What will Anika say?

Yes or No?

Also thank you guys for staying with me throughout my slow updates.

No update till 20 reads.

~Ari ❤