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Broken Smiles The Epilogue
Romance
 Created on 8-8-07
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Epilogue:
Aria’s P.O.V.
“Ashlee! Come get your breakfast now or you’ll be late to school!” I cry. It’s been 16 years and 8 months since that day I told my parents and Ashlee’s father that I was in fact going to keep this baby.
“Mom! I’m 16 years old now, I don’t need a chocolate Mickey Mouse pancake breakfast every birthday!” Ashlee cried, brushing her straight blonde hair while rolling up the pancake to a burrito-like quality.
“I know, but it’s just sooo cute!” I squeal excitedly.
“Oh my God… Did you act like this all of your life?” She asks suspiciously.
“I have. And I met your dad while I was like this too.” I say. I know she knows I mean her step dad. Her real dad is far away now. Jack isn’t a very big part of Ashlee’s life. In fact, the only reason you know that she is his is that she got her dad’s nose. The perfect little specimen of a nose.
“Okay, I’m off to school!” She shouts as I look out the window to see her looking at her brand new red convertible mustang. My jaw drops.
“Mom!!! Oh My Gosh! Thank you so much mom! AAAAH! Wow!” She screams, her face almost as excited as I am surprised.
“Baby, I was going to get you a car… But I didn’t get you that one.” I say, confused.
“Aria looks back to the car, then to me and Jack’s head suddenly pops out of the back seat.
“I must’ve fallen asleep!” Jack yelled quietly. Uh oh. This cannot be good.
Jack’s P.O.V.
I bought my baby girl her very first car, I flew here all the way from Europe to get it here and Aria looks as if she’s going to rip my head off and hug me at the same time.
“Jack… what are you doing here?” Aria says.
“Well Aria, I figured that since I had a red mustang when I was sixteen, which I’m sure you remember.” I pause. Good memories come flooding through my head. “I thought my baby girl might want one too.”
“I did! I do! Thank you dad!” Ashlee screams. Dad? She’s never called me dad. It’s always either Jack or father. That’s weird.
“Give me a hug little girl!” I say, jokingly. She runs up and gives me the biggest hug she ever has. “Okay, now get into that drivers seat and go to school. Here are the keys. I need to talk with your mother.”
“Alright dad. Bye mom! Love ya!” She yells and Aria gives a small wave.
“I told you I’d pull through Aria.”
“You always have Jack.”
Aria’s P.O.V.
“Ashlee! Come get your breakfast now or you’ll be late to school!” I cry. It’s been 16 years and 8 months since that day I told my parents and Ashlee’s father that I was in fact going to keep this baby.
“Mom! I’m 16 years old now, I don’t need a chocolate Mickey Mouse pancake breakfast every birthday!” Ashlee cried, brushing her straight blonde hair while rolling up the pancake to a burrito-like quality.
“I know, but it’s just sooo cute!” I squeal excitedly.
“Oh my God… Did you act like this all of your life?” She asks suspiciously.
“I have. And I met your dad while I was like this too.” I say. I know she knows I mean her step dad. Her real dad is far away now. Jack isn’t a very big part of Ashlee’s life. In fact, the only reason you know that she is his is that she got her dad’s nose. The perfect little specimen of a nose.
“Okay, I’m off to school!” She shouts as I look out the window to see her looking at her brand new red convertible mustang. My jaw drops.
“Mom!!! Oh My Gosh! Thank you so much mom! AAAAH! Wow!” She screams, her face almost as excited as I am surprised.
“Baby, I was going to get you a car… But I didn’t get you that one.” I say, confused.
“Aria looks back to the car, then to me and Jack’s head suddenly pops out of the back seat.
“I must’ve fallen asleep!” Jack yelled quietly. Uh oh. This cannot be good.
Jack’s P.O.V.
I bought my baby girl her very first car, I flew here all the way from Europe to get it here and Aria looks as if she’s going to rip my head off and hug me at the same time.
“Jack… what are you doing here?” Aria says.
“Well Aria, I figured that since I had a red mustang when I was sixteen, which I’m sure you remember.” I pause. Good memories come flooding through my head. “I thought my baby girl might want one too.”
“I did! I do! Thank you dad!” Ashlee screams. Dad? She’s never called me dad. It’s always either Jack or father. That’s weird.
“Give me a hug little girl!” I say, jokingly. She runs up and gives me the biggest hug she ever has. “Okay, now get into that drivers seat and go to school. Here are the keys. I need to talk with your mother.”
“Alright dad. Bye mom! Love ya!” She yells and Aria gives a small wave.
“I told you I’d pull through Aria.”
“You always have Jack.”
Comments
Please Login to post comments| On August 11th 2007 ZxBrooks2 Said : | |
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I agree w/ lvm3932. This was a great story |
| On August 8th 2007 lvm3932 Said : | |
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ugh i loved all of your stories up until the very last one ....that was because it was the end
i wish you would have drug it out as long as possible |
