"You are under arrest!"
"No!"
"Dad!"
"Take her inside!"
"No mom! Mom please!"
"Kiara, no!"
"Take me! I did it! Dad!"
"Go Kiara!"
"I am sorry dad! I am sorry. I won't ever do anything! Ever! Never again! I promise!"
"Kiara he's gone!"
"I am sorry mom. Take me to him. Its my fault."
"Shhhhh.."
"Mom I promise I will never do anything like this. I am going to be your good girl. I promise. Mom I promise."
"Shhh...Everything is going to be okay. Come inside. Stop crying. It'll be okay."
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
"Shhhhh.."
"I'm sorry. I'll be a good girl. I promise. Always. I'm sorry."
"It'll be fine."
It'll be fine. It'll be fine. It'll be fine. It'll be fine. It'll be fine.
Thats what I kept chanting in my head. Over and over again. For hours. For days. For weeks. For months. It'll be fine.
It gets better..mom would say. But the weighing guilt never went away. Never.
I would've gone crazy. The only thing kept me sane, is the promise I made to my mom that night. The promise of being a good girl. The daughter they deserved.
Being who I was, being judged as "A girl like you-" for years on end, it was hard to be anything else. But life is hard, right.
Mistakes. Experiences. Heart ache. Guilt. Heart break. Regret. Lonliness. Allegations. Rumours. Cat callings. And what not.
But let me tell you something. People don't forget. Even after you've done everything, they'll forgive you, but trusting someone again is impossible. At least it was for the people in my life.
Do you wanna hear my story of trying and failing and some more trying of being the "Good Girl" I never was?
Do you wanna hear my story of finding the person who didn't care if I was that said "Good Girl"? Do wanna know how I fell in love?
Come on then, lets go on a bumpy ride...
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A GIRL LIKE YOU
RomanceWhat do you do when you're falling in love with the best friend of the guy you're supposed to get married to? I am not perfect. I never have been. So many mistakes. So many coulda, shoulda, woulda. But isn't there always that one point in your life...
