Just So Little Of You

Chapter 1

So much of her life revolved around love. It revolved around her parents, her sibling and most of all that love for life and its finest treasures in general. She never understood why people needed to love but it happened. It happened all around her. It controlled more than it consumed she thought.

These were the thoughts of a average girl named Arianna. Arianna Sinclair. Her looks were far beyond average from what many men had told her since her arrival to the city of Charlotte, North Carolina. The city was huge. It had all the small shops a person could ever want, ranging from small boutiques to big corporations. From small venders trying to make pay to sales people promoting the newest and greatest product from their store, that was very much over priced.

Back onto her looks though. Arianna had medium length burnt blond hair that curled a little at the tips. Her large framed glasses made her eyes pop and stand out. The color of them was a greenish blue that sparkled against the whites of her eyes.

Her fashion sense was of a normal student trying to fit in anywhere really. She wore a white off the shoulder sweater that fell just below her abdomen where she wore a skirt underneath that ended mid thigh. Her white over the knee socks stood out on her fairly tan skin as it descended all the way to her shoes that resembled of ones that you could find in a bowling alley.

Overall, Arianna was a fairly beautiful girl. Although she was as beautiful as some of the most popular girls in school these men had claimed, her relationship status forever remained of forever alone. Mainly due to her beliefs on love itself. The belief that will forever be permanently etched into her mind on the matter on that said cursed emotion.

Throughout her life, she wanted to get married, have a big wedding and wear a dress that outshine even the most wonderful and glorious of celebrities. She wanted to walk down the isle and be handed off to a man that would forever make her wonder why she didnt marry him before.

This all changed when that said man left her life.

She loved a boy back in the first year of highschool named John McCoy. He was well defined, tan and handsome. Pretty much any white girl's wish. He bought roses for her on the holidays, hugged her tight and told her about their life and even more was that he wanted them to be the perfect family to outdo the others.

His toned muscles were all the rage in their grade. His chiseled chest showcasing tan skin with an added few scars. The brunet and black mixed hair that was ever so soft to the touch. His green eyes that glowed with the emotions he felt. Every girl fancied over him. The day she was asked out by him after school on the way to her bus was one she will never forget.

His personality was of a different story. He played off as a tough guy but was overall sweet and caring. He also tended to get nervous pretty easily as well which made her laugh uncontrollably at his cute stuttering and deep red blushes.

Overall, to her he was a extraordinary person. A gem found in a cave at the bottom a canyon. A diamond that thieves wish they could steal.

On Christmas eve returning from his home, a fight between them had started. A fight were it could never be fixed. A fight about how he had cheated on her with some whore at school who had been kneading at his doorstep for the past week to have sex with her.

And he did a day ago with this same trash that came up to her with smiles and words or praise.

Hurt and crushed, she fled to her car but her meanwhile hopped in as she drove off like a maniac and yelled at her more. He yelled he was sorry over the blazing pop music resounding back at her ear drums. Her head hurt and what was worse were the tears that fell from her face. The noises soon began to dull as her concious began to fade. The littles outside began to darken as the male beside her got louder.