Only Mine

This story is about how Ramisha's boyfriend broke her heart. She was levying but her car got hit she got out of the car and saw a dent (she wasn't driving yet). Can anything els get worse for her? Looks like it might but she met some star between the crash who payed for a new car and it looks like there's going to be a future for this story. At least some certain boy feels that way.


1. Trouble

  Ramisha's P.O.V.


   "WHAT!?!"I screamed into the phone while crying. 

   My dad runs down and asked me what happened but I closed the phone, run upstairs and slammed the door shut. I locked the door and hid myself under my blanket and counted from 5 and when I got to 1 someone knocked on the door.

   "Right on cue." I said to myself. Then I waited 5 more seconds and hear my dad say, 

   "Pumpkin, are you okay?" He said it quietly. He's the kind of guy to throw a punch but since my mom died he's been more peaceful. My dad said it again and this time I replied,

   "I'm fine, dad." I said in a shaking voice.

   "Then why are you crying?" He said softly.

   I opened the door to let him in. Since my mom had died I tell my daad everything, I get a little guilty that i'm dumping my whole life on him but he just sits down, stares at me and listens carefully. All he says after is 'Oh' just an 'Oh'. I sit on the bed and he closes the door then sits next to me.

   "Johnny broke up with me!" I said while crying.

        "Oh." He said


   "Well, that means you too weren't meant to be and there's still a guy waiting to meet you, you just have to open your eyes and step outside. Forget about Rohnny." He said in a serious but loving voice.

   "Thank for everything, By the way dad, his name is Johnny." I said smiling.

   "This is not how you forget about a boy who broke your heart." He said while handing me money.

       "Go enjoy yourself at the mall!" He said while smiling.

   "THANK YOU!" I said taking the money.



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