Wrestling One Shots

Promised

"Dad! What is this bullshit about you arranging a marriage for me?" I demanded as I stormed into his office.

"Hello Rae." he sighed, as I noticed the men sitting in front of his desk.

I just turned back to my father, not sparing them a single glance. My father just looked at me with a slightly amused look and slightly worried. The others might not be able to see the worry in his eyes but I know him very well.

"Don't 'hello Rae' me. What bullshit is this?" I demanded.

"Yes, I've arranged a marriage ..."

"No." I stated.

"Excuse me?"

"I said no. I'm not a doll and I'm not a goddamned business deal. You didn't arrange a marriage for your son, he got to choose his own fucking wife. Not you or anyone else gets to choose a husband for me." I growled.

"There is a reason this is happening."

"I don't care what the reason is. I won't do it." I said.

"You will watch how you talk to me."

"And you will watch how you treat me. Just because I'm a woman does not mean you get to make decisions about my personal fucking life. I will not be sold off to the highest fucking bidder for you to make a good business deal and gain a new partner."

"Raegan - meet Jonas Kross and his son, Karrion ... your future husband." my father said, gesturing to the two men sitting before him.

"What kind of sideshow do you think this is? Bringing these people here without even talking to me about it!" I shouted.

"Raegan ..." my father warned.

"No! How dare you treat me like you treat those women you pay for sex!" I growled, watching as the color drained from his face.

"That's not ..."

"Yes it is, sit and think about it and you'll see all the parallels. I won't do it, you can't force me, I'd much rather get shot in the head at point-blank range than marry whatever pompous, daddy's boy you decided to sell me off to." I turned, glaring at the men without actually looking at them, and stalked out.

"I told you she's a bit dramatic." I heard my father say, angering me all the more.

"Rae ..." My brother warily said as I stormed past him.

"Don't even." I warned him before walking into my room.

In all honesty, I wanna break something. Take every breakable item in this fucking house and shatter it. Just absolutely trash it! So, instead of being an irrational teenager, I changed into a bikini and took off for the pool. It's probably better that I swim this rage out, instead of trashing the house. Knowing myself, that'll only increase my anger and I'll end up hurting someone - purposefully. That's not going to help me.

My brother's wife, Candice, was sitting on a lounge chair by the pool, no doubt sent by my brother to watch me. Johnny was able to pick his fucking wife, why is it that I get sold away like a brand new fucking toy?

"Wanna talk about it?" Candice asked as I threw my stuff on the lounge chair next to her.

"What is there to say? My dad wants to sell me to the highest bidder and he's already picked his fucking choice. Wants to sell me to the Kross family for a good business merger. There's a 'reason' for this and he expects it to just happen without a fight from me." I said as I walked into the pool.

"An arranged marriage? Johnny didn't tell me that." she said, angrily looking up to the windows.

"He follows whatever daddy says."