Wat I did 4 Luv-luv story--Prt 38 to 45- - Page 3

does anybody kno how to have a banner.. as ur signature???

i love your story it is sooo good but sad at the same time awsome job!!!

awwwwwwwwww r story is soooo GUD!!!!itz so different 4rm da rest!!

the story is so good
is sad but awesomely written.
please do continue

awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, OMG i dont have words to describe ur talent. read all the parts rite now and man do u have a way w/ words or wat. just fantastic and also veryyyyyyy touching, kind of like cinderella minus the step sisters n here the fairy Godmother is the Prince Charming himself 😆 😉 😛

It's very nice but pls give it a happy ending!!!

Part 12
I was confused and didn't know what had happened. Angad held my hand and took me to the beach near his house. On the sand there were these 2 huge rocks. Angad led me over there. He lifted me up and we sat side by side. We remained silent until Angad took a deep breath of the ocean air. "I love this place, don't you??" he said to me smiling.

I returned his smile and held onto his hand tighter. "Angad, what's wrong??" Angad avoided my eyes. "Nothing". I turned his chin to face me. "Come on, you know you can tell me". He nodded. "It's my dad and this stupid feud he has with my uncle. They're fighting over who will get the larger part in my grandpa's will." "Ohhh"? I said softly. "Isn't it stupid??" he asked laughing. "My grandpa's not even dead yet"! I understood what was bothering him.

So I didn't say anything because I know he doesn't want me to worry about it. He threw a rock into the ocean and it skipped three times. "Perfect" he said. "Why is it perfect??" I asked. "Age ain't nothing but a number right??" he asked me, changing the subject. I thought about it for a while and nodded. "Since I'm older than you by two years, that makes me your brother/protecter in a way" Angad said to me. "Yup," I answered, smiling. Angad smiled back. "I love you" I felt my heart filled with a bubble of love but then Angad continued talking.."as a brother *of course*".

My bubble bursted. This was not what I had expected him to say. I stared at Angad with wide eyes. I knew it was pretty forward of me but I had to ask. "M…my? brother??" I managed to stutter out. Angad looked back at me with his puppyish eyes and smiled. He nodded his head gently. Have I been reading all his signs wrong? "So what do you say??" he asked. "Want to be my sister??" Even though it was breaking my heart, I had no choice but to agree.

I nodded. "Yes, I would love to have you as my brother". "Good," he said. Angad nodded and reached into his pocket. He pulled out a small silver knife. I stared at him with wide eyes. "Angad, what are you going to do with that knife??" He asked, "Do you trust me Kripa??" I nodded my head without hesitation. I trusted Angad with my whole heart. He smiled at me. "Good. Lower the back of your shirt."

Angad pulled the back of my shirt down. Then he used that knife to cut me. "Ow!" I screamed in pain but he continued anyways. He carved a small 'A" onto my shoulder blade. My back was bleeding and he bandaged it for me. Then he handed the knife to me. "Here. Engrave your initial "K" too.. My hand trembled as I held the knife. I didn't want to hurt Angad. "Go ahead. Don't worry, I can stand the pain."

I engraved an "K" onto Angad's back. I was surprised because he didn't let a tear drop or cry out in pain. I bandaged him and he acted as if nothing had happen. When it was over, he held me close. I held onto Angad tightly as if he was going to leave me. I know he only thinks of me as his little sister but it feels nice holding him like this.

As Angad held onto Kripa, his smiling face instantly turned sad. He wanted to say 'Kripa, I love you as a girlfriend' so she would be his forever but he couldn't. He wasn't the type to admit his feelings. So he figured the scarring was not an engravement of his brotherly love to Kripa, but his promised symbol as a soulmate to her forever.

Awwww 😳
Very nice indeed!!!!!!!!!

Part 13
Years had pass and I'm still with Angad. I didn't think it was possible but I grew more and more in love with Angad everyday. We would do a lot of stuff together and we never had any fights. We argue, but it never came to the point where we would get really mad at each other and he usually let me have it my way. Prithivi was Angad's other friend and he hangs out with us a lot too. Prithivi is a little older than me and is really nice. He has this really cute smile that when he smiles, you can't help but smile back. His family life also isn't good. His dad is a drunk and his mom had passed away when he was young.

So usually it was the three of us together. My home life is a lot better thanks to Angad. My stepmom didn't dare to touch me anymore and it's still the same between me and my dad. We don't talk much. Angad's parents like me a lot too. It's because when they tell Angad to do something and he wouldn't do it. They would come to me. I'm kind of like their pawn. Life was heaven for me until it completely shattered on one day. It started out with good news but who would have known it would end up in tragedy?

June 15, 1998 My stepmom and dad came home one day from visiting the Khannas. "Guess what??" my stepmom told me excitedly. "What??" I asked calmly. "The Khannas are planning a wedding for you and Angad!" I sat down because my knees gave out. This news hit me with total surprise but I was so happy to hear it because I'm so in love with Angad. "Really??" I asked excitedly "How did this happened??" Mr. Khanna wanted Angad to get married and he figured you're the girl he should marry." "What did Angad say??" I had to ask. I didn't want him to be forced into this. "Of course he agreed," she answered. My breathing increased so I took out my respirator. After I calmed down, my stepmom took me into her room and told me all about the arrangements.

I just read ur story...it is awesome, and very nice!!! 👏