Ian cleared his throat and smiled awkwardly. He offered his hand and I accepted it and shook it. AWKWARD.
"Nice to meet you Ms. Clavienta." He said.
"You too, Mr. Dalvent." I said.
"Sit down first, Ian." Mrs. Dalvent said while gesturing him to sit down.
He sat down and looked at me. I smiled at him and looked away. This is awkward and confusing at the same time. Why are you punishing me, Writer?! (I'm so sorry.)
"So.." My mom, breaking the silence. "I think you two know each other already?" of course we do. Who wouldn't know such a player.
"Uhm, yeah, yeah. He's just a year higher than me so.." I shrugged and giggled.
Ian was nodding, smiling, laughing. Whatever.
"May I ask, why are we gathered here?" Me, again. Yeah. Why the fuck are we here.
"Oh!" Mr. Dalvent laughed, fake laughed. "Uhm.. Xelene? I think you should be the one explaining this to your daughter?" Why? Is this too serious? I'm starting to get nervous.
Mom nodded. "Xera.. We, we planned two of you a f-fixed marriage."
What. In. The. Actual. Fuck. Is. Happening.
"WHAT?!" Me and Ian.
"A fixed marriage." She repeated!!! Repeated!!!
"Okay— okay uhm... Can't we reconsider?! We haven't even agreed ye—"
"I agree." Ian said. WHAT DID HE JUST SAY?
This man, really. He's really getting into my nerves.
"What?!" I whispered angrily with furrowed brows.
"I said, I agree." He leaned and crossed his arms. Arrogant. Fucking asshole.
I scoffed and rolled my eyes. "Oh come on! Is this a fucking joke?"
"Xera! Language!" Mom.
"Do we look like we are joking, Ms. Clavienta?" Ms. Dalvent said.
BUT I'M FIFTEEN!! FIFTEEN.
"No, no you're not." I seriously said and walked out. I bet my mom just wanted me to agree so they could buy stocks for the new company project. My mom uses me. Every fucking time.
I went to the parking lot. It's dark.
No drivers waiting for me. No cars at all.
Might as well just book a cab! I can't believe I'm taking a cab!
No. Cabs. Available. At. The. Time.
Fuck this. How unlucky am I? (Very unlucky, Xera.)
Jane! Call Jane! She'll help!
"Hello, Jane."
[Yes?] She answered. She sounded tired.
"D-do you have any available d-drivers. I- I need a ride so I could go home." It's embarrassing. Seriously.
[Oh no.. I'm so sorry, Xera. It's late, my drivers are already sleeping. I'm sorry.] Oh damn. Unlucky.
"No, no, it's okay. Thank you."
I hang up.
Who else?! Jeremiah? But we're still not in good terms.
One.
More.
Choice.
One.
More.
Choice.
One.
More.
Choice.
Who? You say? Oh, I think y'all know who.
Javeon. Fuck, not Javeon! But I have no other choice so..
"J-jave."
[Hmmm?] He's breathing is still heavy.
Oh, I think I woke him up.
"Uh.. I- I need to go home and.. I don't have any r-ride." So embarrassing!
[Send your location, I'll be on my way.] I heard him standing up while talking.
Oh thank God! Thank God!!
He hang up. THANK GOD. OH JAVEON YOU ARE JUST A HERO.
I BELIEVE IN JAVEON SUPREMACY.
I walked out from the restaurant and walked blocks away before sending my location.
I sat down the sidewalks and waited.
Later on, A red car stopped. This is not Javeon's.
"Hey miss." An old man. Looks like in his 50s
I just looked at him with furrowed brows, pissed.
"Do you need someone to take you home? Or maybe we could grab some drinks?" Asshole. Asshole. Piece of shit. You pedophile.
I stood up, walked towards his car, and looked through his window.
I showed my fist while slowly lifting my middle finger. "Fuck off." (Yeah, that's right, Xera. You brave little girl.)
"Whoa, whoa, calm down, calm down." He acted like he was gonna get off his car but stopped when I showed him my phone.
"You see that?! You see that?! That's the police number!" I shouted.
"Tsk." He said and drove away.
After a few minutes, here's Javeon's car.
I got in and wore my seatbelt.
"Sorry, the traffic was heavy."
"It's okay, thank you." I whispered.
"Why are you here anyways?"
"Dinner."
He just nodded and kept quiet.
"So.. I was thinking if we could study together or—"
"I'm fine. I can study out lessons myself."
He nodded.
"How are you and Jerem—"
"We're fucking cousins."
"WHAT?! I thought you two were—"
"Long story."
He nodded.
"When are you free?"
"I'm a billion dollars as always."
We laughed.
"Just kidding, I have my schedules, I didn't memorize it though."
He nodded. "How 'bout Friday?"
"I'll check."
He nodded. His neck will break! Too much nodding!
*Silence*
*Silence*
*Silence*
We're here! Finally, home.
"I'll get off, then. W-we could keep in touch. T-thank you."
He smiled and nodded.
I went straight to my room. I took a shower, changed to my pajamas, and let my self fall onto the bed.
So tired.
I was thinking about this whole fixed marriage thing. My life is too messy.
Jeremiah, Javeon, Mom, and now, this marriage thing?!
Fuck.
I fell asleep.
Author here. As you could see, the sentences with '()' in it are meant to be my words. It's like I was talking to my character, Xera. Thank you for your support everyone!
Sorry for strong language in the chapters.