the broken hearted girl

chapter five - seriously? i feel sorry for you.

Alysha's dads pov,

alysha's such a litle tart, she doesn't realise how beautiiful she is, and what she could actually do with her life, she looks so alike her mother, she has so many elements of her mother, and her mother was the love of my life.

I don't know if i'm ready to be dating again, but this woman i met, she was really really pretty, and younger than me, and she can keep an eye on Alysha at school, to see if she's dating anybody, because if she is i'll find out who and make them wish they were never born.

Alysha came in the in the door, looking all tarted up, not how she left dressed this morning, i knew shes been seeing someone.

"so who have you been seeing Alysha? and don't make up a load of shit because everyone knows that its your best talent." i growled.

"dad i havent been with anyone for fuck sake! why do you always assume everything before you actually know the facts?" she rolled her eyes.

attiude problem, she shouldn't be swearing at her father.

"if you tell me now, i won't kill the boy, i'll get to know him, and decide whether he's good enough and if he's not i'll give him a cave in and  scare him off." i tried to bargine with her.

she frowned,

"no, you don't think anyones good enough for me, and im not with anyone! why do you even think i am anyway?" she quickly replied.

"because your dressed all scruffy, like you've unchanged, and got dressed again." i explained.

wait why should i explain my reason to that little bitch?

"so you really think that low of me? you do realise there are plenty of other explanations for this situation and that! i have fricking netball dad, even check my timetable, ugh your a judgemental hypocrite!" she hissed.

i really should slap her for that!

i guess i better enjoy myself on this date.

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Alysha pov,

my dad thinks so low of me, i know i am a bit of a slut, but not really, how is that different to most teenage girls?

i can't help the fact that im like the way i am.

anyway it's all my dads fault, im like this and i know i sound like i turn the blame on everyone and that 'nothings ever my fault.' but i'll take blame for whats my fault.

i wonder how miss camerons date is with my dad, i hope its a complete faliure, i don't want a new mum, and it'd be so awkward..

im home alone till tomorrow, *yawn.*

then my phone went off;

jacob; hey, Alysha i miss you, i haven't seen you all week, how come? and i miss the perfect you, you make me crazy, i need to see you soon, or have you forgotten we're a couple. I understand you've been busy, but can't you find a couple of hours to spend some time with your boyfriend?x

he's so clingy; too clingy.

can't be asked to reply to that, i don't want to go over to his tonight, i wanna chill.

then my phone went off again -.-

jacob: if your gonna try to ignore me, you might wanna try to turn your read recpients off? anyway please reply, i don't want an atmosphere between us.. x

exactly my point.

me: what'd you want Jacob?

him; to see you :)