I PREDICT CHAOS
'You cannot be serious? I'm only 22 years old! You cannot expect me to get married at such a young age? And to who? To some...peasant? Tell me father? What do they have against you? What information do they have on you which has made you bring up such an...an absurd thing?' i all but yelled at my fathers face. He cannot be serious can he? He cannot be thinking that i will marry some...poor foreign girl? He is crazy if he thinks i will go along with his plan! I'm only 22!
'Son, they have nothing against me. I only brought up this proposal because he is a dearest friend of mine and he is in a bad state right now. I thought i shall take a few pounds of his shoulders' came my fathers stern but calm voice.
'Ahh, i see. So you take weight of this...mans shoulders, and throw the weight at your son? Yep, yeah that sounds reasonable.' i could tell my father did not like my oh-so-sarcastic reply by the way his eyebrows drew in frustration.
'Now listen here son, you shall not disrespect me like that, nor shall you disobey me the way that you are right now. You will marry that girl and you will cherish and make her feel welcome to this family. Do you understand?' my father warned.
'And if i don't?' i asked with a roll of my eyes.
'I shall hand the company to your cousin Fredrick instead of you when i retire'. I could practically hear the smugness dripping from his mouth. When his words finally settled in my head, panic and fear filled my body. Holy mother of Jesus! Please God...Please tell me he is not serious?
'Father...Father please...You have to understand...Father i can't i'm only 2-'
'I don't care if you are only two years old! You shall marry her and you will cherish her if you want to be the one and only heir to the company...Do i make myself clear?' he said, his words sounding nothing but serious. 'Do i make my self clear?' he then asked after a few minutes of my silence, waiting for my answer.
'I... i'm... father i...fine. Fine i'll do it. I'll marry the girl that you want me to' i finally gave in, vulnerability seeping from my figure. Hopelessness was all i could feel.
'Good', and with that he left my bedroom.
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'HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH, ohhhh myy God!, that's a good one man, yeah that was funny!'. I watched as Jarred, my so-called-friend rolled around on my bed laughing at my miserable state. I gave him the dirtiest look i can muster, not liking that he was laughing at my situation. I shouldn't have told the idiot.
When he finally sobered up he took a good look at my face.
'Oh God, you weren't joking were you? God! Shit! What...what are you going to do? I mean...you're only 22, You...you just finished business school...You haven't lived yet. I mean, there is so many girls and...and like...i mean. YOU'RE ONLY TWENTY TWO!' Jarred lashed out.
'You think i don't know that? You think i did not tell him more than five hundred time? He would not listen! He was so persistent on having me marry this girl...He threatened me! He threatened my future position as the owner of the company. I did not know what to do!', was it normal that i wanted to scream and cry? Did that make me a wuss? Did that question my masculinity?
'Dude...that's bad, i don't even know what to say or do' he all but whispered. It was as if we were waiting for some miracle to fall and pull me out of this situation. 'Umm... i guess its not all that...bad. I guess she might be drop dead gorgeous...haha'. At first i thought he was joking but i finally heard the seriousness in his voice.
'Mate! Sh-she's poor! She's probably never been groomed in her life! Crooked teeth, crooked nose, overly large mouth, weird shaped butt, oh God help me!!!!'
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Large, almond shaped, clear, crystal blue eyes, Long, soft, smooth hair hung in a pony tail, creamy, flawless skin, just a tad bit under average height. Perfect. She was perfect. I was blown away. Looking away from the girl i was supposed to marry, who was currently sanding next to my father and a short plump man that i assumed was her father, i turned my head to Jarred, who looked as hypnotized as i felt right now, and i could not help but feel angry and annoyed that he was ogling at my girl like that. Wait...did i just say my girl? What the hell has gotten into my head. This...pest is the reason my dad created this stupid proposal, the reason that i couldn't sleep for the past week or so, the bloody reason i'm losing my freedom at such a young age.
The past few days i have spent coming up with ways to make her marriage life hell-like. To make it the most insufferable thing she has ever agreed to. However one look at those soul searching blue eyes and all those plans have made their exit. I could not even think of one of them. Whats happening to me? Do i actually have a...soft spot for her? NO! NO NO NO NO NO NO NO! DID YOU FORGET THAT SHE IS THE REASON YOUR SUFFERING!
OK did i seriously just yell at my self? That's just disturbing. Shaking my head, i turn back to Jarred who still seems to be undressing the lady with his eyes. Lifting my arm up i smacked the nape of his neck making him jump.
'Dude! What the hell was that for! are you freaking insane?' he yelled rubbing the back of his neck, an ugly scowl printed on his face.
Huh that what you get for looking at my...whoa whoa here i go again. What happened to bros before hoes?
The noise we were making attracted our 'guests' and soon my father started bringing the two to us, while giving me the 'you-better-behave-or-else-you-know-what-will-happen' stare.
'Son, this is Mr O'Conner and his lovely daughter Destiny, your soon to be wife. Mr O'Conner this is Mikhail Gray, my Son' came my fathers brief introduction, all whilst giving me a stern glare.
'Oh Mr Gray, your father has told us so much about you, how wonderful it is to finally meet you', he stretched his hand. Not waiting for me to take his hand he all but pulled me shacking my hand furiously.
'Mr O'Conner, i assure you, our feelings are mutual', i said after i recovered from his assault. That said i found my gaze travel to the small petite girl who hasn't said much since her arrival. 'You must be Destiny' i said picking her hand and grazing her prominent knuckles with my lips. I could not help but think that she hasn't eaten in weeks. I'll change that. OK what the hell.
'And you must be Mikhail Gray, the man i'm supposed to marry?', she said in a rather unenthusiastic voice, it sounded rather annoyed and angry instead of happy and excited as she is going to marry practically the richest 22 year old in this town? Maybe she was forced too?
Ppft, she's probably the one that seduced my father into this proposal.
And that ladies and gentlemen was the exact moment my BEST FRIEND made an entrance.
'Hello there beautiful! I'm Jarred Miller, how about you dump this pea-brain and come with me?', is it too late to say that i hate my best friend?
'Jarred' came my fathers agitated voice. 'This is not a joking matter boy'
'Calm down Mr G, i was only joking', was he trying to get kicked out of the house? He knew he should not be joking around when my father is being serious, better yet calling hum 'Mr G'.
Sensing none of the tension Mr O'Conner said 'OK, now that we have all met each other how about we give the love birds a little alone time? Huh?' and with that, he and my father left the living room probably to 'discuss' stuff in my dads office.
'Well, where were we?', approached the oh-so-lovely voice of Jarred. Turning my head to answer to his question, i see he was not aiming it to me but to me soon-to-be wife, who seems more than agitated by his presence. Jarred decided to slip his arms around her waist and pull her to him. Just as i was about to break his neck the unimaginable happened. Destiny punched his annoying face and while he was recovering and groaning from her assault, she kicked him in his crotch, making him land on the floor with a 'thud'.
'If you ever put your filthy hands around me ill make sure you have no balls to cry about next time!' she all but screamed at his scrunched figure. The look on her small face howled anger and disgust, but i could not help but think she looked beautiful in her aggressive and alert stance. Maybe she is not as bad as i thought.
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'And this is where you are going to stay until our...marriage night' i said with a sigh as i showed Destiny her new room. She walked in with a scowl imprinted on her cute face, her hole figure screaming disgust and disinterest. Somehow that spiked a nerve in me. 'Why the hell do you have this...this stupid look on your face?', i mean shouldn't she be happy that she is living in a room that is probably bigger than most if not her whole house.
'Oh, and what 'stupid face' would that be? Please do tell me so i can make sure i can get rid of it for you your highness!' she spat in my face.
'That look of...disgust and horror! This look that make someone think the you would rather be anywhere else than here!', i spat back. Who the hell does she think she is raising her voice at someone who is providing her home. 'And don't call me that'
'Well maybe its because i DON'T want to be here and i would seriously love to be anywhere but here! Oh and i shall call you whatever i want since i am to live in this dump for probably the rest of my life!' she yelled. Oh the nerve of some people!
'How dare you call this place a dump! Its worth more that you whole life!' i bawled
'I would have been offended if i wasn't talking to the most stubborn, arrogant, narcissistic son of a good man i have ever met!' she screeched. I'm going to kill this goat!
'I would rather be that than a stingy, poor, good for nothing rodent that seduces old men, and then is not satisfied so they go after the son!', i almost regretted what i said...almost.
'Wait...you think i seduced your father into making you marry you? WHAT THE HELL WOULD GIVE YOU AN IDEA SO STUPID!'
'I don't think...I know you did something like that, and while i do feel privileged to have made you go to extents such as these i am too young to marry you!'
'Oh sorry to disappoint, not all girls are desperate to be with you, unlike the population you are used to. So why don't you do the world a favor and take your big, egotistic head out of your too small ass and see the situation your in', she shrilled.
HOW FREAKING DARE SHE!
However i did not have anytime to say anything as my thoughts were halted when the door boomed shut indicating that she left the room.
I don't think i can survive a year with her. I predict death and chaos. As well as something i dread so much; white hairs.
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It has been almost a month since i met Destiny, also referred to as Dee Dee by her father, and i did not know much about her. All i know about her is that she is turning 20 soon and that she had lost her mother when she was less than five, so practically her whole life had been her and her father. Also, i found out the reason to our sudden marriage was not due to her seducing my dad, as i had thought (not that i apologized or anything), but because her father had lost his job and is soon to be losing his house if payments are not made. My father had wanted to help but he had refused, saying something along the lines of 'you have helped me enough by ensuring my daughters well-being'.
To say Destiny was avoiding me would be the understatement of the month. She was avoiding me like the plague, like if she saw me it will physically hurt her. It was already too much for her to sit next to me during breakfast, lunch and dinner. Well it's not like i'm bothered by her lack of presence. I have spent the most of my time proving to my father that i deserve the title of the next heir to the company instead of Fredrick my cousin, who is cruising somewhere around the world right now.
So in simpler words, these few weeks have been uneventful, until today, which is our formal engagement party. Which i knew nothing about until yesterday during dinner. I remember feeling annoyed and unenthusiastic as i knew me and 'Dee Dee' would be expected to be standing next to each other most of the night and i can predict what the is going to be like; irritating, silent and just pure awkward.
And i was right. I have been standing by Destiny for almost half and hour and she has not made a move that indicates that she wants to talk to me. I think it pains her to be so close to me, and i understand since i was not the least bit welcoming, but that does not give her an excuse to be so...dry and distant.
She looked stunning in her navy, Fairground blue marcia peplum dress and gold pumps. Her hair in a stylish high bun. Practically her exterior screaming wealth and power. Which is funny due to her socioeconomic class. However with that said, i don't think she is intimidated by all the other girls who have been staring daggers at her since she had entered the room. If looks can kill she would be six feet under, but she is not, she is standing high on her heals and could not care less what people thought. With that said, i seriously do wish she would talk to me and be less cold with me, i know i did not say sorry but she doesn't have the right to be so...distant.
After a short while, Destiny was pulled away from me by my grandmother who seemed to love the idea of me marring. I did not waste any time and made my way to the bar in search of something that would take my mind of things.
'One Blue Lagoon, with shots of vodka please', sensing my desperate state, he gave me a small nod and turned to fetch my drink. The silence was soon interrupted by this...purring sound? Turning me head to the feline sound i come face to face with Keisha, one of my many one night stands, but unlike the others, this one is...clingy.
'Hey Mickey... I've missed you baby, where have you been all this time? I've called so much and messaged but you haven't picked up or answered', she purred giving me the ugliest puppy dog face i have ever seen.
Rolling my eyes, i answer her 'I know you called and messaged, i have ignored every single one, and i haven't missed you at all so could you please take a hint and leave with what is left of you dignity, because i don't know if you haven't realized , but this is my engagement party, the last thing i want to do right now is to be around you', somehow this made he more excited and she encircled her arms around my torso and laughed. Well is sounder like a dying dog but oh wells.
'Oh honey, you're so funny wheh you joke like that, hehe. And yeah i know your getting engaged? Doesn't it suck baby that you can't be with me as long as you want anymore? Oh but not to worry babe i don't care, you can see me when you want ok?', how could i have slept with something as horrid as that! I mean i must have been so desperate to have slept with someone as an-
'Ahem, Ahem', my thoughts were interrupted once again by someone, but this time it was not someone i loathed. Turning around, my gaze lands on my beautiful fiance, who had a look of bemusement on her face, hinting out that she had been standing here long enough to know that i loathed Keisha. Winking to me, as if telling me to play long, she turned to Keisha. 'Oh sorry i did not see you there, i don't think 'Mickey' has introduced you to me before? I'm Destiny O'Conner, his fiance, soon to be wife, And who might you be?', She said faking interest.
'I'm Keisha Kronor, Mickey's favorite flavor, isn't that right baby?', she purred.
'Oh, come to think of it? I think he has mentioned you a few times', she said bringing a smirk to Keisha's face and panic to my poor heart. IS SHE BEING SERIOUS! 'Yeah, yeah he has. I recall him saying something like you practically raped him when you first saw him, and that you sounded like a dying horse every time you laughed. Oh and he said something like you being the most used in the town? Probably a cause of some STD or something like that, was it 'Mickey'?', she continued looking at me expectantly. Now this finally got to Keisha, who had been shooting daggers at my poor fiance, i probably looked like a fool grinning the way i was but i could not help it.
Before i could answer, Keisha exploded, ' Now look here twat! Just because you are marrying my poor Mickey against his will, doesn't make you some hot shot. You still a worthless, good for nothing poor maid that is a burden to his life!, i don't know why his dad will chose someone as horrid looking as you! What are you going for? The starved look?', she replied all too smugly. Her words affected me more then they should of! How dare she talk to her like that.
Just as i was about to reply to her comments, Destiny spoke, 'sorry doesn't that make you feel somewhat sorry for yourself? That your wealthy and meaty but you have to literally rape a person to get their attention while i'm a poor country girl, that asks for nothing and yet his father chooses me over you? Doesn't that sting a little? Who do you think is worthless now?', and that's
When i could not handle it. My laughter filled the whole room, i just could not believe what had just happened. Some one had finally shut up the stupid thing. I should have met her before. With those words said, Keisha storms out of the room.
Sobering from my laughter, i looked up at Destiny to see that she was already looking down at me. Her crystal blue eyes looked amused and just...happy. She looked absolutely breath taking.
'You sure do know how to pick out the best ones don't you 'Mickey'?', she asked giggling now. Somehow, her calling me mickey was not as bad as Keisha calling me that. I actually liked it.
'I sure do don't i?', i said standing up as the DJ started playing a slow tune. 'Thanks for saving me from that...thing'
'No problem, i have to admit, it was fun watching you squirm under her touch', i shuddered at the mere memory.
'Yeah, yeah. Do you want to dance?', i asked, feeling kind of nervous that we were on speaking terms Gosh i seriously am acting like a girl right now, i might as well go to the toilet and check if my balls are sill intact.
'Sure', she replied looping her arm with mine as we made our way to the dance floor. All the while we were dancing and talking i could not help but think about how wrong i was about her. It sounded weird that i would even be wrong about someone or something but in her case i was wrong and i am admitting it. Dammit i would probably scream it to the world if i had to because i was wrong about her. Maybe i was wrong about thinking her presence would be hell, maybe it would be the opposite. Maybe i would enjoy her company more that i thought. I'm pretty sure i would actually. I predict a life full of happiness and simplicity. A beautiful life with her, and maybe one day we would actually fall in love?
Maybe, But for now i just want to enjoy her company as her head lays on my chest, her arms wrapped around my neck and we sway to the slow beat of the music being played.
THE END!
'Son, they have nothing against me. I only brought up this proposal because he is a dearest friend of mine and he is in a bad state right now. I thought i shall take a few pounds of his shoulders' came my fathers stern but calm voice.
'Ahh, i see. So you take weight of this...mans shoulders, and throw the weight at your son? Yep, yeah that sounds reasonable.' i could tell my father did not like my oh-so-sarcastic reply by the way his eyebrows drew in frustration.
'Now listen here son, you shall not disrespect me like that, nor shall you disobey me the way that you are right now. You will marry that girl and you will cherish and make her feel welcome to this family. Do you understand?' my father warned.
'And if i don't?' i asked with a roll of my eyes.
'I shall hand the company to your cousin Fredrick instead of you when i retire'. I could practically hear the smugness dripping from his mouth. When his words finally settled in my head, panic and fear filled my body. Holy mother of Jesus! Please God...Please tell me he is not serious?
'Father...Father please...You have to understand...Father i can't i'm only 2-'
'I don't care if you are only two years old! You shall marry her and you will cherish her if you want to be the one and only heir to the company...Do i make myself clear?' he said, his words sounding nothing but serious. 'Do i make my self clear?' he then asked after a few minutes of my silence, waiting for my answer.
'I... i'm... father i...fine. Fine i'll do it. I'll marry the girl that you want me to' i finally gave in, vulnerability seeping from my figure. Hopelessness was all i could feel.
'Good', and with that he left my bedroom.
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'HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH, ohhhh myy God!, that's a good one man, yeah that was funny!'. I watched as Jarred, my so-called-friend rolled around on my bed laughing at my miserable state. I gave him the dirtiest look i can muster, not liking that he was laughing at my situation. I shouldn't have told the idiot.
When he finally sobered up he took a good look at my face.
'Oh God, you weren't joking were you? God! Shit! What...what are you going to do? I mean...you're only 22, You...you just finished business school...You haven't lived yet. I mean, there is so many girls and...and like...i mean. YOU'RE ONLY TWENTY TWO!' Jarred lashed out.
'You think i don't know that? You think i did not tell him more than five hundred time? He would not listen! He was so persistent on having me marry this girl...He threatened me! He threatened my future position as the owner of the company. I did not know what to do!', was it normal that i wanted to scream and cry? Did that make me a wuss? Did that question my masculinity?
'Dude...that's bad, i don't even know what to say or do' he all but whispered. It was as if we were waiting for some miracle to fall and pull me out of this situation. 'Umm... i guess its not all that...bad. I guess she might be drop dead gorgeous...haha'. At first i thought he was joking but i finally heard the seriousness in his voice.
'Mate! Sh-she's poor! She's probably never been groomed in her life! Crooked teeth, crooked nose, overly large mouth, weird shaped butt, oh God help me!!!!'
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Large, almond shaped, clear, crystal blue eyes, Long, soft, smooth hair hung in a pony tail, creamy, flawless skin, just a tad bit under average height. Perfect. She was perfect. I was blown away. Looking away from the girl i was supposed to marry, who was currently sanding next to my father and a short plump man that i assumed was her father, i turned my head to Jarred, who looked as hypnotized as i felt right now, and i could not help but feel angry and annoyed that he was ogling at my girl like that. Wait...did i just say my girl? What the hell has gotten into my head. This...pest is the reason my dad created this stupid proposal, the reason that i couldn't sleep for the past week or so, the bloody reason i'm losing my freedom at such a young age.
The past few days i have spent coming up with ways to make her marriage life hell-like. To make it the most insufferable thing she has ever agreed to. However one look at those soul searching blue eyes and all those plans have made their exit. I could not even think of one of them. Whats happening to me? Do i actually have a...soft spot for her? NO! NO NO NO NO NO NO NO! DID YOU FORGET THAT SHE IS THE REASON YOUR SUFFERING!
OK did i seriously just yell at my self? That's just disturbing. Shaking my head, i turn back to Jarred who still seems to be undressing the lady with his eyes. Lifting my arm up i smacked the nape of his neck making him jump.
'Dude! What the hell was that for! are you freaking insane?' he yelled rubbing the back of his neck, an ugly scowl printed on his face.
Huh that what you get for looking at my...whoa whoa here i go again. What happened to bros before hoes?
The noise we were making attracted our 'guests' and soon my father started bringing the two to us, while giving me the 'you-better-behave-or-else-you-know-what-will-happen' stare.
'Son, this is Mr O'Conner and his lovely daughter Destiny, your soon to be wife. Mr O'Conner this is Mikhail Gray, my Son' came my fathers brief introduction, all whilst giving me a stern glare.
'Oh Mr Gray, your father has told us so much about you, how wonderful it is to finally meet you', he stretched his hand. Not waiting for me to take his hand he all but pulled me shacking my hand furiously.
'Mr O'Conner, i assure you, our feelings are mutual', i said after i recovered from his assault. That said i found my gaze travel to the small petite girl who hasn't said much since her arrival. 'You must be Destiny' i said picking her hand and grazing her prominent knuckles with my lips. I could not help but think that she hasn't eaten in weeks. I'll change that. OK what the hell.
'And you must be Mikhail Gray, the man i'm supposed to marry?', she said in a rather unenthusiastic voice, it sounded rather annoyed and angry instead of happy and excited as she is going to marry practically the richest 22 year old in this town? Maybe she was forced too?
Ppft, she's probably the one that seduced my father into this proposal.
And that ladies and gentlemen was the exact moment my BEST FRIEND made an entrance.
'Hello there beautiful! I'm Jarred Miller, how about you dump this pea-brain and come with me?', is it too late to say that i hate my best friend?
'Jarred' came my fathers agitated voice. 'This is not a joking matter boy'
'Calm down Mr G, i was only joking', was he trying to get kicked out of the house? He knew he should not be joking around when my father is being serious, better yet calling hum 'Mr G'.
Sensing none of the tension Mr O'Conner said 'OK, now that we have all met each other how about we give the love birds a little alone time? Huh?' and with that, he and my father left the living room probably to 'discuss' stuff in my dads office.
'Well, where were we?', approached the oh-so-lovely voice of Jarred. Turning my head to answer to his question, i see he was not aiming it to me but to me soon-to-be wife, who seems more than agitated by his presence. Jarred decided to slip his arms around her waist and pull her to him. Just as i was about to break his neck the unimaginable happened. Destiny punched his annoying face and while he was recovering and groaning from her assault, she kicked him in his crotch, making him land on the floor with a 'thud'.
'If you ever put your filthy hands around me ill make sure you have no balls to cry about next time!' she all but screamed at his scrunched figure. The look on her small face howled anger and disgust, but i could not help but think she looked beautiful in her aggressive and alert stance. Maybe she is not as bad as i thought.
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'And this is where you are going to stay until our...marriage night' i said with a sigh as i showed Destiny her new room. She walked in with a scowl imprinted on her cute face, her hole figure screaming disgust and disinterest. Somehow that spiked a nerve in me. 'Why the hell do you have this...this stupid look on your face?', i mean shouldn't she be happy that she is living in a room that is probably bigger than most if not her whole house.
'Oh, and what 'stupid face' would that be? Please do tell me so i can make sure i can get rid of it for you your highness!' she spat in my face.
'That look of...disgust and horror! This look that make someone think the you would rather be anywhere else than here!', i spat back. Who the hell does she think she is raising her voice at someone who is providing her home. 'And don't call me that'
'Well maybe its because i DON'T want to be here and i would seriously love to be anywhere but here! Oh and i shall call you whatever i want since i am to live in this dump for probably the rest of my life!' she yelled. Oh the nerve of some people!
'How dare you call this place a dump! Its worth more that you whole life!' i bawled
'I would have been offended if i wasn't talking to the most stubborn, arrogant, narcissistic son of a good man i have ever met!' she screeched. I'm going to kill this goat!
'I would rather be that than a stingy, poor, good for nothing rodent that seduces old men, and then is not satisfied so they go after the son!', i almost regretted what i said...almost.
'Wait...you think i seduced your father into making you marry you? WHAT THE HELL WOULD GIVE YOU AN IDEA SO STUPID!'
'I don't think...I know you did something like that, and while i do feel privileged to have made you go to extents such as these i am too young to marry you!'
'Oh sorry to disappoint, not all girls are desperate to be with you, unlike the population you are used to. So why don't you do the world a favor and take your big, egotistic head out of your too small ass and see the situation your in', she shrilled.
HOW FREAKING DARE SHE!
However i did not have anytime to say anything as my thoughts were halted when the door boomed shut indicating that she left the room.
I don't think i can survive a year with her. I predict death and chaos. As well as something i dread so much; white hairs.
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It has been almost a month since i met Destiny, also referred to as Dee Dee by her father, and i did not know much about her. All i know about her is that she is turning 20 soon and that she had lost her mother when she was less than five, so practically her whole life had been her and her father. Also, i found out the reason to our sudden marriage was not due to her seducing my dad, as i had thought (not that i apologized or anything), but because her father had lost his job and is soon to be losing his house if payments are not made. My father had wanted to help but he had refused, saying something along the lines of 'you have helped me enough by ensuring my daughters well-being'.
To say Destiny was avoiding me would be the understatement of the month. She was avoiding me like the plague, like if she saw me it will physically hurt her. It was already too much for her to sit next to me during breakfast, lunch and dinner. Well it's not like i'm bothered by her lack of presence. I have spent the most of my time proving to my father that i deserve the title of the next heir to the company instead of Fredrick my cousin, who is cruising somewhere around the world right now.
So in simpler words, these few weeks have been uneventful, until today, which is our formal engagement party. Which i knew nothing about until yesterday during dinner. I remember feeling annoyed and unenthusiastic as i knew me and 'Dee Dee' would be expected to be standing next to each other most of the night and i can predict what the is going to be like; irritating, silent and just pure awkward.
And i was right. I have been standing by Destiny for almost half and hour and she has not made a move that indicates that she wants to talk to me. I think it pains her to be so close to me, and i understand since i was not the least bit welcoming, but that does not give her an excuse to be so...dry and distant.
She looked stunning in her navy, Fairground blue marcia peplum dress and gold pumps. Her hair in a stylish high bun. Practically her exterior screaming wealth and power. Which is funny due to her socioeconomic class. However with that said, i don't think she is intimidated by all the other girls who have been staring daggers at her since she had entered the room. If looks can kill she would be six feet under, but she is not, she is standing high on her heals and could not care less what people thought. With that said, i seriously do wish she would talk to me and be less cold with me, i know i did not say sorry but she doesn't have the right to be so...distant.
After a short while, Destiny was pulled away from me by my grandmother who seemed to love the idea of me marring. I did not waste any time and made my way to the bar in search of something that would take my mind of things.
'One Blue Lagoon, with shots of vodka please', sensing my desperate state, he gave me a small nod and turned to fetch my drink. The silence was soon interrupted by this...purring sound? Turning me head to the feline sound i come face to face with Keisha, one of my many one night stands, but unlike the others, this one is...clingy.
'Hey Mickey... I've missed you baby, where have you been all this time? I've called so much and messaged but you haven't picked up or answered', she purred giving me the ugliest puppy dog face i have ever seen.
Rolling my eyes, i answer her 'I know you called and messaged, i have ignored every single one, and i haven't missed you at all so could you please take a hint and leave with what is left of you dignity, because i don't know if you haven't realized , but this is my engagement party, the last thing i want to do right now is to be around you', somehow this made he more excited and she encircled her arms around my torso and laughed. Well is sounder like a dying dog but oh wells.
'Oh honey, you're so funny wheh you joke like that, hehe. And yeah i know your getting engaged? Doesn't it suck baby that you can't be with me as long as you want anymore? Oh but not to worry babe i don't care, you can see me when you want ok?', how could i have slept with something as horrid as that! I mean i must have been so desperate to have slept with someone as an-
'Ahem, Ahem', my thoughts were interrupted once again by someone, but this time it was not someone i loathed. Turning around, my gaze lands on my beautiful fiance, who had a look of bemusement on her face, hinting out that she had been standing here long enough to know that i loathed Keisha. Winking to me, as if telling me to play long, she turned to Keisha. 'Oh sorry i did not see you there, i don't think 'Mickey' has introduced you to me before? I'm Destiny O'Conner, his fiance, soon to be wife, And who might you be?', She said faking interest.
'I'm Keisha Kronor, Mickey's favorite flavor, isn't that right baby?', she purred.
'Oh, come to think of it? I think he has mentioned you a few times', she said bringing a smirk to Keisha's face and panic to my poor heart. IS SHE BEING SERIOUS! 'Yeah, yeah he has. I recall him saying something like you practically raped him when you first saw him, and that you sounded like a dying horse every time you laughed. Oh and he said something like you being the most used in the town? Probably a cause of some STD or something like that, was it 'Mickey'?', she continued looking at me expectantly. Now this finally got to Keisha, who had been shooting daggers at my poor fiance, i probably looked like a fool grinning the way i was but i could not help it.
Before i could answer, Keisha exploded, ' Now look here twat! Just because you are marrying my poor Mickey against his will, doesn't make you some hot shot. You still a worthless, good for nothing poor maid that is a burden to his life!, i don't know why his dad will chose someone as horrid looking as you! What are you going for? The starved look?', she replied all too smugly. Her words affected me more then they should of! How dare she talk to her like that.
Just as i was about to reply to her comments, Destiny spoke, 'sorry doesn't that make you feel somewhat sorry for yourself? That your wealthy and meaty but you have to literally rape a person to get their attention while i'm a poor country girl, that asks for nothing and yet his father chooses me over you? Doesn't that sting a little? Who do you think is worthless now?', and that's
When i could not handle it. My laughter filled the whole room, i just could not believe what had just happened. Some one had finally shut up the stupid thing. I should have met her before. With those words said, Keisha storms out of the room.
Sobering from my laughter, i looked up at Destiny to see that she was already looking down at me. Her crystal blue eyes looked amused and just...happy. She looked absolutely breath taking.
'You sure do know how to pick out the best ones don't you 'Mickey'?', she asked giggling now. Somehow, her calling me mickey was not as bad as Keisha calling me that. I actually liked it.
'I sure do don't i?', i said standing up as the DJ started playing a slow tune. 'Thanks for saving me from that...thing'
'No problem, i have to admit, it was fun watching you squirm under her touch', i shuddered at the mere memory.
'Yeah, yeah. Do you want to dance?', i asked, feeling kind of nervous that we were on speaking terms Gosh i seriously am acting like a girl right now, i might as well go to the toilet and check if my balls are sill intact.
'Sure', she replied looping her arm with mine as we made our way to the dance floor. All the while we were dancing and talking i could not help but think about how wrong i was about her. It sounded weird that i would even be wrong about someone or something but in her case i was wrong and i am admitting it. Dammit i would probably scream it to the world if i had to because i was wrong about her. Maybe i was wrong about thinking her presence would be hell, maybe it would be the opposite. Maybe i would enjoy her company more that i thought. I'm pretty sure i would actually. I predict a life full of happiness and simplicity. A beautiful life with her, and maybe one day we would actually fall in love?
Maybe, But for now i just want to enjoy her company as her head lays on my chest, her arms wrapped around my neck and we sway to the slow beat of the music being played.
THE END!