Stupid Arranged Marriage to a Douche Bag by Katie Harbin (smart ebook reader txt) 📖

car of my self," she said causing my heart to clench painfully.

I had been in love with this girl since I my thiteenth birthday. My dad told me about the arranged marriage and showed me a picture of her. The girl in the picture was beautiful. After that day I always got pictures of her. Over the years I learned everything about her. The fact that she loved someone else tore me up on the inside.

"Is this your boyfriend?" my dad asked when she pulled away from his chest. "Or an ex?"

My dad had a worried look on his face knowing I would flip out if the douche in front of me was her boyfriend. My hands formed fist iching to punch him in the face.

"No," the guy said. "I'm her best friend."

I let out a breath and let my body relax as my dad relaxed also.

"Okay,'' my dad said. "Well we really need to get going so you can start packing your stuff.''

''Shit,'' I mumbled underneath my breath as my Angel screamed, "What?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!"

"Dad,'' I groaned. "We haven't explained anything to her yet so could you please stop talking?" I then grabbed her hand and pulled her down the isle.

"Sorry,'' Dad said. "I keep forgetting."

"Misery,'' the Andy guy said grabbing her away from me. "Don't go.''

"Dude, just go away!" I snapped tired of him touching her. "Misery has to come with us so we can explain everything to her"

"Then I'm coming with you,'' he said.

"Now listen here,'' I started.

''Sure,'' my dad said cutting me off. "Whatever will get us out of here faster.''

I turned and walked out of the room behind my dad. I heard them following us out. When we reached outside I stole a glance and her and saw he holding hands with the prick. I scowled and climbed into the truck as my Angel was pulled over to a Mustang.

''So what do you think of her, Son?'' my dad asked pulling out of the parking lot.

''She beautiful,'' I told him looking out the window.

''That she is,'' he agreed. ''Do you think you can get her to love you the way you love her?''

''I don't know,'' I told him. "But I sure as hell can try.''
CHAPTER 2

*Misery's POV*


Andy and I rode to my house in silence following Conner and his father. I was nervous about them seeing my parents. Andy had met them before but that was when it wasn't as bad as now. Andy parked on the side of the street while Chance pulled into the driveway. I saw my parents car and became even more nervous.

''Are you okay, Misery?" Andy asked turning his car off.

I nodded silently before climbing out of his car. He did the same and we walked up the drive to the house where Conner and Chance were waiting. I took a breath before opening the door. The smell of alcohol was so overwelming I almost gagged. I could hear my parents yelling at each other from some room in the house.

I looked down and side stepped so they could come in not looking at any of them. I took another breath before slamming the door alerting my parents I was here. I heard loud footsteps before my father came into few.

''Girl, ain't you supposed to be at school?" he slurred grabbing my arm ablivious of the other people.

"Yes, but-" I started but was cut off when he slapped me hard in the face.

''What have I told you bout sassin' me?" he roared shoving me against the wall.

''Mark Grace,'' Chance said stopping my father in his tracks.

"Chance Michaels?" my father asked slowing turning to look at him.

"Chance?" my mother asked stumbling into the room. "Why I haven't seen you in forever,'' she slurred.

''Misery,'' Andy said turning to me. "You never said it was this bad.''

"That's 'cause the bitch knows not to talk,'' my father sneered.

''Conner, Andy, go help Misery pack up her room,'' Chance said. "She'll be leaving with us tonight."

''Naw, she won't'' my mother said grabbing my hair as I tried to go by. "We have some people coming tonight for her."

"I told you I'm not doing that,'' I hissed.

"Bitch, you'll do what we say you will,'' my mother spat.

Conner grabbed my arm and pulled me out of her grasp and pulled me protectively against his chest. I stiffened slightly but the relaxed when he ran his arm up and down my back soothingly.

"She'll be leaving with us tonight,'' he said before picking me up and carrying me up the stairs with Andy following behind.

"Misery," Andy said as we entered my room. "You never told me they were that bad. I thought they might have gotten better."

I stayed silent as Conner laid me down on my bed. He laid beside me and pulled me to him. I wiggled uncofortably trying to get away. He sighed before releasing me.

"Misery," Andy said.

"I couldn't," I snapped. "He would have killed me. Plus how would you feel knowing that every night I basicly was raped and you couldn't do anything about it?!?!"

"What do you mean raped?" Conner and Andy demanded at the same time.

"When she said they had people coming for me they meant males who were going to pay money to do anything they want to me while i just lay there," i said harshly as i looked away from them.

"Misery,'' andy whispered taking a step toward me.

"don't," i growled at him. "don't you dare pity me. i'm getting out. i would have been leaving in about a month anyway."

"what do you mean?" conner asked.

"i take half the money the guys leave and i've been saving it,'' I explained. "I have close to two thousand dollars now."

"how long has this been happening?" andy demanded as conner stared at me in shock.

"six months,'' i said quietly refusing to meet either one of their stares.

"how do you have that much money then if you only take half the money?" conner asked.

"10 to 15 guys on school days and 25 to 30 on weekends,'' i deadpanned.

"what the fuck?!?!" conner yelled. "how could they do that you? you're their only child!"

"no i'm not," i whispered.

"what do you mean?" andy asked as conner stared at me questionly.

"i have a sister," i told them. "she's younger than me and is a result of one of my fathers affairs. her mom never lets her see any of us. but i know about her."

"why didn't you try to live with her?" conner asked.

"she didn't want to leave her mom," andy answered when i refused to.

"why? even after all the stuff she did to you?" conner exclaimed stunned.

"she's my mom," i said simply. "and she used to not be this bad."

"yeah, she used to be nice and not drunk and the way she is now," andy said.

"when did she get this bad?" conner asked.

i ignored him and went to mt closet grabbing my duffelbags. i started throwing clothes in one of them.

"misery, when did it get this bad!" andy demanded grabbing my arm.

"8 months ago when she had a miscarriage," i said ripping my arm from his grasp.

"misery," andy started but was cut off when the door hit my wall making us all jump.

"hurry up and pack," chance said. "we're leaving as soon as you're packed and then on your birthday you and conner will marry."

"dude, that's not happening!" i yelled as i threw shoes into another bag. "i'm only seventeen!"

"we'll talk about this later," chance said taking my full bags. "how much more to pack?"

"i have my dresser and my bathroom and make up," i told him grabbing another bag.

"i'll do the bathroom," conner said so I handed him one of the smaller bags.

"misery, sit down and i'll pack up the rest," andy said taking the bag from my hand.

i nodded and colasped onto my bed. i watched as andy went through my dresser pulling out oversized shirts, shorts, and my undergarments. he never paused or hesitated just continued to throw things into the bag until everything was in the bag.

"misery, you know i love you right?" andy asked sitting beside me.

"yeah, and i love you too," i told him laying my head on his thigh.

"i don't want you to go," he said tangling his fingers into my hair massaging my scalp.

"neither do i, but it seems like i don't have a choice," i sighed closing my eyes.

"misery, if anything ever happens after you leave promise me that you'll call me," he said.

"i promise," i told him.

"are you about to go to sleep?" andy asked astondid.

"yeah, i didn't get to sleep more than an hour last night," i told him on a yawn.

"why?" conner asked comming out of the bathroom.

"because he wouldn't let me," i mummbled before sleep overtook me.

CHAPTER 3

*conner's pov*

"because he wouldn't let me," my angel murmered before she feel asleep.

"who wouldn't let her?!" i asked andy.

"i don't know," he said. "i never knew it had gotten this bad."

"i thought you were her best friend," i sneered at him.

"i am or i was. about a year ago she stopped talking to me. every time i tried to talk