Mine Chapter 1: Pilot

(Kelly's POV)

I woke up, startled. It was my parents fighting again, for the 100th time this week. I started to silently cry as I heard my dad screamming at my mother. I heard her cry, and my father yell "I don't need you!" and that's where this nightmare all began...

That was me when I was 12. Now here's how the nightmare got to it's worst...

I woke up, surprised that I hadn't woken up to yelling, arguing parents today. I ran downstairs to find my mom, looking like she hadn't slept in a year. She looked up at me and started crying. I held her up. "Mom? What's wrong?" I asked urgently. She just cried harder. I let her put herself back together in 2 minutes. She looked up and said "I'm the worst mother ever!" and faint.

She'd woken up 5 minutes later, to me panicking. "Where's dad?" I asked, seeing her look at me with sad eyes. "No... NO!" I screamed as I ran to my room and slammed the door. I knew things weren't working between my mom and dad, but I'd always wished they'd just hug and kiss and it would be all over. But for him to go this far? Leave me and my mother? He never even said bye! Strangely, I didn't feel as sad as I did mad. I threw my picture of him and mom together out my window. But I knew my mom had her own, so it didn't even matter.

I got up and saw my mom packing. "Get your stuff, we're leaving." She said as if she forgot dad wasn't there.

"Are you crazy? What if dad comes back?" I practically yelled.

She sighed. "He not..." was all she said before I did get my stuff, and we left. All my friends, all the cool stores, the huge theatre, everything! And I didn't even look back.

That was when I was 16. Now I'm 18, and my mom and I have lived with out my father for 2 years. We moved a lot, until mom could find a good job. We finally settled for New York, where we've lived in for 2 months.

I didn't go to school. I dropped out the day I turned 18, so it was legal. Now I just work at a newspaper, since I love to write. My mom was never home. She had too much work, but the pay was really good.

I'd made friends at my work, making sure they didn't get too close. I didn't want them to know about my mom, and I didn't want to miss anyone if we had to move again.

I walked into a newly opened café shop across the street from my work. I was hoping this place was good, I didn't want to have to drive 10 minutes to Starbucks when I could go across the street.

I sat at a table. I hadn't had breakfast, so I was looking in the menu for something to eat, when my waiter walked up to me, looking at his notepad. When he looked up, our eyes met, and stayed like that for a while.

He coughed. "May I take your order?" he asked, breaking both of our trance.

"Yes," I looked at his nametag then said, "Christian." He smiled and looked at me again. 'This place was looking good so far.' I thought, then mentally kicked myself. 'What am I doing? Love? It never lasts! Wait, love? We HAVEN't even met! Ugh!' "I'll have scrambled egged with sliced hashbrowns, and some coffee would be nice." I said, smiling politely.

He wrote it down. "Okay, umm," he looked at my nametag I had to wear and said "Kelly." making me giggle and him smirk as he walked away to get me my order.

10 minutes later, I was reading a newspaper, trying to find my article, when I found it was on the front page. I shrieked in happiness, then I jumped as Christian whispered in my ear "What ya readin'?" scaring me half way to death.

"Nothing." I said as he set my tray down. He grabbed it out of my hands and read the title: "School's in strike!" with pictures of kids having fun. I tried to get it back, but he was good.

He read the authors name and smiled. "You wrote this?" he said it as he looked up at me, making my cheeks grow rosy.

"None of your business." I said as I looked down and started eating my food, to stop the conversation. But my plan back fired as he sat down across from me and stole a hashbrown.

"Hey, I have a 20 minute break. Mind if I sit with you?" He smirked because he'd already sat down, and was making himself comfortable as he ate my hashbrowns.

I rolled my eyes playfully. "Sure, I mean I wouldn't want to keep you from real friends, but what the hay. Come sit down!" He smiled, and I smirked.

We talked and got along really well. He seemed like a really nice guy. But I knew we can't be more than friends. We'd been talking for 5 minutes before he'd completly finished all my hashbrowns, not saving any at all for me.

"You're paying for that." I said as he swallowed the last hashbrown. He grinned, and he looked so handsome.

"Okay, but only because gentlemen take responsiblity for their actions." He looked at me and said, "This is really fun. Will I ever see you again?" He finished asking, and I immediately froze.

"Umm... Be right back!" I said as I ran to the washroom, calling the one person who I let get close to me.

"Hey Barbie." Maryse said, from the other end of the line.

"Hey, umm, I just met a guy, and he basically asked me out... What do I do?" I asked frantically.

I heard a slight choke before she said, "You came to the right place! Is he hot?" I rolled my eyes. Typical Maryse. I replied with a yes before she continued. "Then duhh! You need to go on a date once in a while. Have fun!" she said before I said thanks and we both hung up. I walked out and back to the table where Christian sat.

I smiled. "Okay, let's go out tonight. Something romantic... Dinner?" I asked him, and he grinned, making me melt a bit.

"Yes. I'll call you." He said as he took my number.

"One more thing, I want a coffee to go please." I smiled at him. He smiled back and got it for me. I paid for everything but the hashbrowns, which he had to pay for. Then I walked out of the café with a smile on my face. This place is getting good.

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