Averie’s POV
I don’t understand why I have to transfer school in the middle of my junior year. Like this sucks…. I woke up and looked at myself in the mirror. Ew…. Sleep has taken over my face, I look like a friggin’ zombie. I stumbled into the bathroom and turned on lights until I heard the devil himself
“LITTLE SLUT!! GET DOWN HERE AND CLEAN UP THIS SHIT!!!!!”
I sighed, he’s drunk again. I can’t wait to get out of this hell hole. I’ve been saving for almost a year for a nice condo in downtown Atlanta I’m getting away from this place. I walked down the stairs to see no mess and no Kevin. Where in the world is he at?
My train of thought was cut off by a blow to the head. I stumbled over my feet and balanced myself on the table. He came at me again only this time to kiss me roughly and feel all over my body. He is such a slob.
“Now go clean up that mess” he slurred
Oh and if you didn’t already know, Kevin was my father. My asshole of a father. Ugh.. The mess was actually his throw-up from being drunk. I covered my nose and got down on the floors to wipe it up. Ever since my mom died, my dad has gone farther into depression. I feel like he blames everything on me. After I cleaned up the mess, I headed back upstairs to get dressed.
I didn’t feel worth anything today so I just threw on a sweatshirt, jeans and basic tennis shoes.. I went in my make-up bag to cover up the small bruise left by that asshole. I grabbed my bag and keys and headed out of the house.
I started the car and rolled off to school. I parked near the back so no one would really see me. I walked with my head down so no one could see my face. It was my first day here so I really saw no point in trying to show anything off. I got to the office and asked for the counselor. Her name was Mrs. Gray.
“Good morning, how may I help you?” she asked cheerfully.
“My name is Averie Chandler and I need my schedule. I just transferred” I replied with less enthusiasm.
She nodded and typed away on her computer. Her outdated printer started making clack-clack noises…. Wow. She banged on it twice before the paper came out.
“Sorry, I need a new printer.” She smiled apologetically
Just as I was about to walk out, I heard the door open and I heard Mrs. Gray sigh.
“Christopher… How much longer are you going to come to school late?” Mrs. Gray asked
“Sorry Mrs. G” A deep voice behind me chuckled.
I turned around to make eye contact with a very nice looking, tall young man.
“Sup ma?” He greeted me with a smile.
WOW, he’s surprisingly not rude.
“Hi” I replied shyly.
He chuckled and turned back to Mrs. Gray.
“It’s good you too are getting to know each other because you have all of the same exact classes. Christopher-“
Christopher cut her off by saying
“Mrs. Gray, I don’t like being called Christopher, it’s just Chris. I thought we went over this” Chris whined.
Awww he’s so cute when he is upset! Wait, what am I saying? I barely know the guy and I’m already drooling over him, the thirst is only but so real!
“Okay CHRIS, show Averie around to her classes for the day sweetheart. Thanks” she said cheerfully.
I followed Chris out into the hallway, right when the door to the office closed behind us he started walking quickly. I ran to catch up with him.
“H-hey wait up!” I panted.
He stopped abruptly and backed me up to a locker where he put both hands on either side of me trapping me.
“Don’t talk to me, and don’t act like you know me. That in there,” he referred back to the office “That was an act, the only reason I was nice was because that’s my aunt”
My eyes watered as he walked off grumbling
“Come on”
Tears fell down my face as I walked behind him. When we got in the class room I found a seat in the back while he sat up front. Tears continued to roll down my face as I stared a hole in the back of his head. The girl next to me leaned over and said
“Chris got to you huh? He hangs around no one. He keeps to himself most of the time. He’s a straight A student though”
I sniffled and replied
“Is he that rude to everyone?”
“Oh please, he barely even talks. Other than that he forces you away like he’s locked in his shell” She explained.
“Oh okay”
“I’m Sadie. What’s your name?”
“I’m Averie” I replied
“That’s really pretty. I love your name”
“Haha, thanks” I smiled and turned back around
She seems really nice. The bell rang and we walked to our lockers that happened to be right next to each other. Also her class was right across the hall from mine. I think Sadie and I will be really good friends. I closed my locker to see Chris standing there. He scared the living day lights out of me.
“Uhmm, hey Chris”
“I heard you and Sadie talking about me, that’s rude”
And with that he walked off. He is straight, simple, and to the point. Wow. It actually scared me a bit. I shook off the hurt and went into class only to remember that we had all the same classed together. I put my head down as I walked to the back of the class to find a seat. I found one near the middle and just sat there. I had a clear view of Chris and I could see his jaw was clenched. I sighed and tried to pay attention.
My mind and eyes continuously wandered over to Chris, longing for him to show me affection. I know that under that hard shell, there is a soft sweet spot that has yet to be found. And I’m going to find it.
Chris’s POV
I’m not going to go down this path again, I shut everyone out because I ‘ve been hurt enough in this lifetime. I’m not letting anyone penetrate my walls.
(A/N) hey guys I know this wasn’t the longest chapter but I started over and over and over again! I tried to make this part very interesting but I worked so hard I have a headache. But Averie is pronounced (AH VA REE) if you were wondering. But uhh yeah y’all know the deal, Bye lovesssss.
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