Stupid Arranged Marriage to a Douche Bag, Katie Harbin [love story books to read .TXT] 📗
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to her she would run away," he said looking down at my angel. "one day i came over unexpected and no one was here so i came up to her room and opened the door."
"what?" i asked when i saw the stricken look on his face.
"i opened the door and she was on the ground in shorts with a razor blade. her legs were covered in scars," he stopped and looked up at me with tears in his eyes. "she had been cutting. she fucking cuts herself because it's the only way to forget the pain the jackass down stair enflicts on her!"
"does she still..." i trialed off not believeing what he was telling me.
"yes," a small voice said causing us both to snap our attention to misery.
"why?" i asked moving to sit beside her and andy.
"it helps," she said not meeting either one of our gazes.
"help with what, hun?" andy asked.
"the beating, the sex, the misscarriages," she said as tears rolled down her face.
"misery," andy said pulling her into his chest. "why didn't you ever tell me? you could have lived with me and my family."
"no i couldn't have," she said pulling away tears still falling from her beautiful eyes. "he would have came and got me."
"well he won't this time," i told her taking her hand. "back when all this started my father had your mother and father sign a contract saying they would give you to be my wife with no resistaince and they would never try to take you from me."
"so when i leave i won't have to see them ever again?" she asked hope sparking in her eyes.
"no, angel, never again," i told her with a small smile.
"what about andy?" she asked frowning.
"he can visit you and you can visit him," i told her. "i'm not as heartless as you think."
"does that mean i don't have to marry you in two weeks when i'm legally 17?" she asked hopefully.
"you have to marry me weather you like it or not," i told her.
"douche bag," she grummbled as she fell back onto the bed.
"hey, i get that this is just now being all dumped on you while i've known about it for a couple of years now but it won't be that bad," i told her leaning over to look into her eyes.
"yes it will!" she exclaimed. "i'm gonna be your wife and then legally you have the right to do what ever you want to me. no matter if i want to or not you're gonna make me do things i don't want to do and dictate my life. i don't want that!!"
"I won't do that to you!" i exclaimed.
"man, can't you just give her a little longer to get to know you? come on dude you're a stranger to her," andy told me.
"it's not me you have to convince it's my father and he's ready to get this marriage done and over with," i told them. "but if it will make you happy i'll talk to him about putting it off 'til you're ready."
"thank you," my angel said looking up at me.
"guys, it's time to go!" my dad said from the door way.
"we'll be there in a minute," i told him so he would leave.
"can andy come with us?" my angel asked me.
"no he can't," i told her. "he has school he has to go to here and we're going to be flying to california."
"that's a long way," andy breathed.
"yeah, but on breaks you can come see her or when ever you two miss each other a lot," i told him.
"thanks,dude. that makes this a lot easier for me," andy said.
"no problem," i said. "as long as shes happy. that's all i want. now come on guys. we need to get downstairs so we can get the hell out of here."
"i agree with that. I want out of this shit hole," my angel said standing up and grabbing a small bag before heading to her dresser.
"what are you doin?" i asked.
"packing my makeup," she said.
"you don't need that anymore," i told her.
"I will until my bruises fade," she said. "i normally don't wear it unless i have bruises."
"Oh okay," i said. "we need to hurry. dad's getting impatient. he wants away from here."
"I'll take her bags down stairs," Andy said grabbing her packed bags.
"thank you," Misery said closing her makeup bag and turning toward me.
"for what?" I asked confused.
"for getting me out of here, she said. "even if it's because of a stupid arranged marriage to a douche bag."
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it's been a while i know and im sorry. im gonna try to update more.
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"what?" i asked when i saw the stricken look on his face.
"i opened the door and she was on the ground in shorts with a razor blade. her legs were covered in scars," he stopped and looked up at me with tears in his eyes. "she had been cutting. she fucking cuts herself because it's the only way to forget the pain the jackass down stair enflicts on her!"
"does she still..." i trialed off not believeing what he was telling me.
"yes," a small voice said causing us both to snap our attention to misery.
"why?" i asked moving to sit beside her and andy.
"it helps," she said not meeting either one of our gazes.
"help with what, hun?" andy asked.
"the beating, the sex, the misscarriages," she said as tears rolled down her face.
"misery," andy said pulling her into his chest. "why didn't you ever tell me? you could have lived with me and my family."
"no i couldn't have," she said pulling away tears still falling from her beautiful eyes. "he would have came and got me."
"well he won't this time," i told her taking her hand. "back when all this started my father had your mother and father sign a contract saying they would give you to be my wife with no resistaince and they would never try to take you from me."
"so when i leave i won't have to see them ever again?" she asked hope sparking in her eyes.
"no, angel, never again," i told her with a small smile.
"what about andy?" she asked frowning.
"he can visit you and you can visit him," i told her. "i'm not as heartless as you think."
"does that mean i don't have to marry you in two weeks when i'm legally 17?" she asked hopefully.
"you have to marry me weather you like it or not," i told her.
"douche bag," she grummbled as she fell back onto the bed.
"hey, i get that this is just now being all dumped on you while i've known about it for a couple of years now but it won't be that bad," i told her leaning over to look into her eyes.
"yes it will!" she exclaimed. "i'm gonna be your wife and then legally you have the right to do what ever you want to me. no matter if i want to or not you're gonna make me do things i don't want to do and dictate my life. i don't want that!!"
"I won't do that to you!" i exclaimed.
"man, can't you just give her a little longer to get to know you? come on dude you're a stranger to her," andy told me.
"it's not me you have to convince it's my father and he's ready to get this marriage done and over with," i told them. "but if it will make you happy i'll talk to him about putting it off 'til you're ready."
"thank you," my angel said looking up at me.
"guys, it's time to go!" my dad said from the door way.
"we'll be there in a minute," i told him so he would leave.
"can andy come with us?" my angel asked me.
"no he can't," i told her. "he has school he has to go to here and we're going to be flying to california."
"that's a long way," andy breathed.
"yeah, but on breaks you can come see her or when ever you two miss each other a lot," i told him.
"thanks,dude. that makes this a lot easier for me," andy said.
"no problem," i said. "as long as shes happy. that's all i want. now come on guys. we need to get downstairs so we can get the hell out of here."
"i agree with that. I want out of this shit hole," my angel said standing up and grabbing a small bag before heading to her dresser.
"what are you doin?" i asked.
"packing my makeup," she said.
"you don't need that anymore," i told her.
"I will until my bruises fade," she said. "i normally don't wear it unless i have bruises."
"Oh okay," i said. "we need to hurry. dad's getting impatient. he wants away from here."
"I'll take her bags down stairs," Andy said grabbing her packed bags.
"thank you," Misery said closing her makeup bag and turning toward me.
"for what?" I asked confused.
"for getting me out of here, she said. "even if it's because of a stupid arranged marriage to a douche bag."
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it's been a while i know and im sorry. im gonna try to update more.
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Publication Date: 07-02-2012
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