He Saves Me From my Ex, now it's a Arranged Marriage? [Chapter 12]

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Hai guys. I'm on a trip and writing this in the car. Sorry if any grammar mistakes. Thank you for reading!

To clear things up: Ella is still "In" the story, it's just that Dylan cheats on her constantly, so she doesn't come often because of his "Plans." Ella suspects this, but doesn't do anything.

o3o /Chapter 12\ o3o

I stood on the porch, gossiping with Char like old ladies. He decided that we are getting my BMW today, so I was going to grab Matthew's credit card soon. I raised my eyebrows at what Char was saying,

"Yea, Britt is with the Barbies now." I gasped.

"No effing way!" I cried. He nodded.

"Mhmm. She doesn't even hang with us anymore." Translation: I'm too cool for your group. Our group consisted of Char, Lillie, Kelsey, and me. Our group was pretty 'tight' but I always trusted Britt. Not anymore.

"I'm...Betrayed!" I said dramatically, holding my hand over my heart. I tried to hide that I really WAS hurt. I was friends with Britt since fourth grade.

"Ok, grab his credit card," Char said.

"Are you going to lose your job?" I asked carefully. He laughed.

"If we get caught." I slipped inside, going up the stairs. The second I turned right, Matthew tackled me. I scrambled, but he had a tight grip on me. He smashed his lips on mine, and I struggled. Fireworks exploded, and I finally shoved him off.

"I'm going to the mall," I said. He nodded, a little dazed. I ran toward my room, Matthew's room was two down from mine. When he was gone, I snuck into his room. I couldn't help touching my lips gingerly. They tingled, making butterflies in my stomach. I ignored the feeling, flinging his drawer open. I found...A LOT OF BEN FRANKLINS! I pumped my fists in the air, stuffing the money in my pocket. I found a checkbook! YAY! I grabbed that too, along with a bunch of credit cards. Char was getting me a fake ID.

(Note: DO NOT DO THIS! XD I'm not sure if this will even work. P: )

I skipped down the steps, running out the door. Matthew was nowhere in sight. Char was waiting for me, and I hopped in his car. He revved the engine, and we headed first for my fake ID.

---A fake ID later---

I walked in the car place with my head held high. I tapped my foot, a worker rushing over to me.

"I'd like...That BMW," I said, pointing to the one in the lot. He raised his eyebrows, unbelieving that I had enough.

"Ok. The down payment is 2500." I nodded, pulling out the wad of Benjamins! His eyes widened on cue as I sorted the money out.

"Tell me when you're ready," I said sweetly. He nodded swiftly, RUNNING to the back to get himself a sale. Char was going to make sure he didn't rip me off.

---A car deal later---- (SORRY, thought it would be boring.)

Hopping in my brand new (To me) car, I put the keys in the ignition and started up. I pulled into Matthew's driveway, where he was sitting on the porch with Dylan. Dylan's eyes widened.

"Is it Matthew's car?"

"Nope," I said shortly, popping the P. I pulled my keys out and clicked the lock.

"Then...Your friends?" he asked again.

"NO!"

"Wait. NO you did not high-jack that!" my eyes widened.

"Oh! Doofus, you caught me. I stole it."

"No, seriously, where did the money come from?" Matthew asked, raising an eyebrow. I gulped.

"Erm."

"AZURA! DID YOU STEAL THAT CAR?!"

"NO STUPID! WHY WOULD I STEAL A CAR!?" he visibly relaxed.

"Where did you get the money?" he asked calmly.

"You." Then, I ran.

It took a second for him to realize what I said, because after a good minute or two of running, I heard loud, angry stomps after me. I climbed a tree nimbly, sitting on a branch. I dangled my feet, watching them. It felt like they were dogs and I was Garfield, the poor kitty always gets stuck in trees. A loud, snapping sound filled my ears as my eyes widened. The branch fell, taking its own route as my butt slammed into Matthew. He tumbled down, me sitting on him. Dylan dragged me off, and I was panting. Falling out of a tree is a good adrenalin rush. Go try it, fall out a tree. Just make sure your arranged marriage fiancée is there to soften your fall.

I want to make her "trust" him better, because I just don't believe love can form in a day or two. I will rush this up, but I'm making sure she doesn't fall head-over-heels for him. Be ready for some twists! :3

<3 Ya

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