It has been a week after the accident. I am not allowed to walk out of my house as ordered by my parents to prevent any further accidents. My car is still in the factory and God knows when I will get it back.
After a few days...
My life sucks now..
"Sulking over won't help me to get rid of this depression. I need to have a solution."
I wanted to make it to his house one day.
........
"Mom,!! I'm getting late please send my breakfast to my room as soon as possible." I shouted from my room.
I never like to have breakfast with my family as I really have no one like me . Any time I sit to chat with them my mom either criticises me all the time or else you'll find my dad talking away on the phone for hours."Hey Jennifer you are not to go out now!!" She ordered. "What do you mean? I was utterly irritated.
" I mean what I said just now."
She was literally wanting me to be her "robotic daughter".
"I don't care . I need to meet the boy."
"Do whatever you like .. I won't say anything further." She became so hyper while scolding that she was ultimately driven towards the AC.
I put on my newly paired skinny jeans
and a sweatshirt. It was quite windy outside as March is a very pleasant month over here. I also put on my sneakers and for the first time stepped out of my house for a walk.
(Do not think I never went for a walk but too often)It was quite pleasant outside. The violent gush of wind made my hair fall on my face.
Walking down the lane for about 20 mins I found his home finally.
"Wooow the architecture of this house is so nice!!" I muttered to myself.
"I don't even know the name of the boy!! How shall I enter? What shall I say?"
But inspite of all these questions popping up in my mind I ultimately decided to go near the door bell.
There was no such "NAME PLATE" as you call so I readily went and pressed the door bell. The sound came out to be sweet.
An old woman opened the door..
"What do you want young girl?
Uh-uh.. my name is Jennifer. I came here to apologize for the accident caused last week.
Oh I see, please come in and get seated till the time I call my master."
I understood she was the maid of the house but was really humble.
A tall gentleman came down from upstairs and said" So there you are."
I thought he must be really annoyed with me but he was not.
" I sincerely apologize for what has been caused,uncle.
I have heard everything from Liam and I found his faults too. It's just not your mistake."
At that very moment I came to know about his name....
"LIAM, nice name!!" I thought.
"Please don't worry! Both our cars are at my Dad's factory and you'll get it soon."
"Your dad is the chief executive of ASTON MARTIN right?" He asked.
"Yeah...how did you know?
Liam told me about it and I'm really relieved about my car after hearing this.
Oh thank you so much about having so much faith on us.
You are most welcome."
"But where is he?
He's out with his group of friends." He told this while getting something out of the box.
"Oh I see .. I think I must leave now." I was trying to seek permission.
"Just take this." He gave me a small box on which my name was written as 'TO JENNIFER'.
I was utterly confused about what the box was all about.
He said " Liam told me to give this to you and open it once you get back home."
"Ok...." I fumbled.
"You may leave now." He was quite kind hearted and a good human being.OMG!!! The next part of the story is gonna be really exciting, so keep reading..😇
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Teen FictionEverything about love and war in this story begins with the #MayBeMostSilliest CARS.. My addiction and my dreams. Hope you enjoy. Luv ya.