Good Girl, Bad Boy

Chapter 4

Crystal

I've been doing alright these past few days and it was a lot easier with Chris by my side. He's really helped a lot with just little things like helping me out of bed and helping me down the stairs. Our relationship is getting stronger and stronger and now I'm just waiting for him to be mine.

I haven't seen or spoken to Aubrey and I don't plan on it anytime soon. Chris explained everything to me the night I woke on the hospital bed and it took a lot of convincing for him to realise that it weren't his fault.

"Chris!!" I yelled from my bed. I heard footsteps along the hall from his room to the guest room.

He opened the door and stood in the door way smiling.

"Yeah bae?" he asked.

"Could you help me out of bed?" I asked sweetly as he smirked.

"You know how to ask me" he said sitting on the bed next to me, raising an eyebrow.

"Do I seriously have to say that every time I want you to help me?" I asked smiling.

"Yeah babe" he demanded.

I sighed. "Big daddy Chris, could you help me out of bed?" I asked unenthusiastically.

"You didn't have to ask you know I would've been done it" he laughed, I rolled my eyes and kissed my teeth.

"You better stop rolling them eyes 'fore I poke them into the back of yo head" Chris said as I gave him a look.

"Nigga what?" I said with a straight face, he laughed and picked me up bridal style.

"I'm joking bae" he said planting a kiss on my forehead. I gazed up at him with lust as he took me down the stairs.

When is this dude going to ask me out? We've been on so many dates and we've told each other we like each other so many times. Although we've never done the 'do' and we haven't shared a passionate kiss yet. Still waiting.

"Breakfast is served"

He sat me down at the dining table and there was so much food prepared for me.

"Wow you made all this for me?" I questioned picking up a waffle.

"Anything for you" he said.

I've really been seeing a difference in Chris, for one he's a whole lot nicer to people and he don't fight no more. Secondly he's being more affectionate, caring and loving. Although I don't think I can bring him back to my parents house.

My parents are really strict. Tattoos and them do not go at all. They always expect so much from me. Everything I do is never enough.

After I finished breakfast, Chris helped me take a shower and get dressed since I was still a little weak from the meds the doctors made me take for healing purposes. Thank God Chris got to me in time before Aubrey got his way with me.

We had two free periods today so Chris said he would take me to where he grew up and meet his mom and friends.

"You ready to go?" Chris asked as I chewed my bottom lip looking in the mirror.

"Do I look okay?, I have to look perfect for your mom" I said nervously.

"You look great and I'm sure she'll like you as much as I do" he said taking my hand.

It was the beginning of December and people where starting to get into the Christmas spirit. I was surprised that it even snowed most people thought it wouldn't.

We walked out into the cold morning and got into Chris' car. This was going to be a long ass journey. He turned on the heater as soon as the car started and we where on our way to his house.