How was I supposed to argue with that? In some twisted way I did belong to him, he owns my freedom, my living existent, but of course I couldn’t let him win. If we were both here in this club it was for a reason. He needed to breathe the same way I needed too, so for tonight I wouldn’t care about his threat.
I licked my lips nodding. “The day you and I are forced to walk down the aisle and become husband and wife, then you can say I belong to you but… ” I trailed off. Staring down at the glittery floor I smiled, “Right now I’m as free as I’ll ever be.”
Sebastian smirked at me and without another word, he walked passed me. I gulped nervously trying to keep myself together. I wasn’t expected him to show up in a place like this, I couldn’t imagine The Queen letting him out.
The bartender called out for me and tossed me my bottle of water. “It’s on the house!” He smiled.
“Thanks.” I walked back into the dance floor. Helen and Candace had Tony in between them as they moved around. He glanced at me with a sullen face. He was never the type of guy to like dancing, every now and then he would let himself go, but other than that he hates dancing.
I grabbed onto his arm and pulled him out of their grips. “Alright girls, Tony has to get back to his job.” I giggled.
They both frowned. “You’re such a party pooper!” Helen cried.
“You know me!” I shrugged.
Tony chuckled. “I enjoyed dancing with you guys.” He said and went back to his booth.
Throughout the night I stayed in the booth with Tony trying to keep myself distracted. From where I was at I could see Sebastian just staring at me. His piercing brown eyes staring into my flash made me feel uncomfortable.
I was waiting for the moment that Helen and Candace wanted to go home. I felt like if I stayed here any longer Sebastian stare would murder me. I bobbed my head to the beat of the music, my hands moved around the dashboard as I turned up the music.
I snapped my head up and saw Sebastian walking towards the dance floor. He moves his head up and we make eye contact. As fast as that happen he looked away; he goes behind a girl and begins to dance with her.
I looked away focusing back into the music. He was trying to just push my strings, he wasn’t mad or annoyed, and he was just in the mood to tick me off. Tony tapped my shoulder and I took off my headphones.
“I brought some whiskey with ice, do you want some?” He offered.
I took the glass cup and took a small sip. I wasn’t the drinking type of girl, alcohol never caught my attention, but right now anything to calm down my nerves sounded good. Tony stared at me for a moment.
“What’s wrong?” He asked me suddenly.
“Nothing, just tired.” I lied.
He frowned. “Seriously, I even know that is a lie.”
I rolled my eyes at him, taking another sip. “Don’t want to talk about it.” I whispered.
Tony stepped closer to me. “Hey, what’s going on?” He said again.
I had to tell someone about what was going on. Right now he would have to be the person I could rely on the most. Candace and Helen would freak out if I told them my situation and if I would tell Tony he would know how to make me feel better.
“I’m getting married.” I blurted out.
Tony made a confused face. “What?”
I sighed. Stirring the cup in my hand I waited for the ice to make the whiskey a little but colder. “I said I’m getting married.”
“With who?” He questioned me.
I laughed. He wouldn’t believe me if I told him who it was. He would probably think I’m playing some game on him. “Sebastian Cortez.”
He just stood there for a second processing him what I just told him. Trust me if my friend would tell me she was engaged with Sebastian Cortez I wouldn’t believe her either, but he knew I wasn’t lying. I was staring at him dead in the eyes when I told him.
Tony ran his fingers over his hair. “I didn’t know you were dating him.” He said quietly.
“I’m not, it’s a long story.” I assured him. I turned around and saw Madison dancing with Sebastian. She must have been the girl he went up to. I should’ve guessed she would be here with him. Where Sebastian meant Madison would only be close; them two were more in love with each other than they realize.
Tony stare lands at the same direction as mine. “Well I can see he is really into the engagement.” He muttered.
I nodded. I took hold of my headphones and placed down by the laptop. “I think it’s time for me to leave.” I told him, keeping my eyes locked on the two lovebirds.
“We should talk about the marriage some other day.” I heard him say as I gathered my belongings.
“Hmm, no, this engagement is burning into ashes as we speak.” I responded firmly.
If I were to keep talking about the engagement I agreed to, then I would find more reasons to want to punch myself in the face. Where in the hell was my head when I agreed to marry this Prince? Maybe too far up my ass, I was just thinking about getting out of the house, but never about the consequences that came with it.
I rushed down the stairs and grabbed hold onto Candace and Helen. I dragged them outside getting angry moans from them. They couldn’t understand what was happening right now, but I needed to get out of there.
“What the hell?” Helen screamed at me.
Candace pulled down her black dress fixing herself properly again. “Why did you drag us out of there?” She asked.
“I’ve got a migraine.” I lied. “I think if I would’ve stayed there any longer my head would explode!” I said dramatically.
They both gave each other a look, not to convince about what I was telling them. I dropped my shoulders sighing heavily. This is how it felt to be stressful about your life; I didn’t like it at all. I felt so frustrated and annoyed. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to cry or scream from what I was feeling.
“I need a drink.” I whispered walking towards the car.
“You don’t even drink that much hard liquor!” Helen screamed behind me.
I gave her the bird. “Anything that makes me forgets about my shitty life works right now!”
“The liquor store it is!” Candace laughed.
After buying the liquor from the store, we went to Candace house and got wasted. This wasn’t the first time I drank to the point I got shit face, the last time I did this was when my mother threaten me to send me to a therapist. I had came home late from school one day because I had gotten detention. Instead of coming home at three, I arrived two hours late. She began questioning, asking me where I was, who I was with, and what we were doing.
I told her I had gotten detention and had spent the day in school locked in a classroom. She didn’t believe me, she began saying I was probably doing drugs and having sex with guys. By then she had ticked me off and I told her she was right. I was fucking guys in school today, and then she slapped me and sent me to my room.
Candace stared at me as I slanted from side to side. “Adalyn, I don’t think you should go home wasted, your mom won’t be happy about it.” She said quietly.
I rolled my eyes. “That lady can kiss my ass.” I took off my heels and walked as straight as I could to my front door. I swirled my index finger around pressed the buzzer.
From behind me I heard Candace car turn on and soon she was gone. The front door opened and standing there was no other than my mother. She stared at me horrified at the image of her drunken daughter.
“Where in the hell have you been?” She shouted at me pulling me inside the house.
I stumbled forward giggling. “Oh mom, I had so much fun tonight.” I smiled.
She got close to me and smelled me. “Were you drinking?”
I nodded. “I drank this many drinks.” I told her rising up my hands up in front of her face.
She pushed my hands away from her. My father and Sophia walked out from the kitchen and stopped on the side of me. My father looked at me a bit stunned that I was at home drunk and Sophia well let’s just say she was just shocked.
I waved at them giggling. “Sophia you’re here!”
“Princess.” She said firmly.
My mother kept her eyes on me killing me with her stare. “I can’t believe you disobey my rules and come home drunk.” She raged.
She turned over to Sophia and my father. “You see she’s turning into a rebel.” She said directly to Sophia.
Sophia quickly glances at me. “I think Her Princess was just having fun.” She tried to defend me.
“Fun? You call going to a club and drinking fun? For bloody sake she knows better than that!” She shrieked.
This lady just couldn’t get the impulsive stick out of her ass. I knew she was going to flip when she saw me like this, but I didn’t expect her to call Sophia and force her to come down here. Did she honestly think I was turning into a rebel?
“Dear Jesus mother, you called Sophia to see me get home?” I groaned covering my face with hands.
She crossed her arms against her chest nodding. “I don’t think I can handle you like this.”
“Like what?” I shouted at her.
“Your Rebel Stage isn’t pleasant for me and I don’t want to deal with it.” She simply said.
In that case she should get a piece of paper and organize my Rebel Stage and mail to me. So I can be told how to be a Rebel in an orderly form! She had to see this wasn’t a stage; it was more of a cry for freedom. I took off my heel throwing them to the side of me. The more I thought about how my mom kept trying to control my life the more I wanted to hate her.
My dad went up to my mom and tried calming her down, but once her organize control freak self comes out your doom. She’s like a nut woman; the more you dwelled on the subject the more she lost her common sense.
“So you called Sophia why?” I waited for her to proceed.
“Honey I think-“She raised her hand stopping my dad from talking.
She looks straight at me, “So she can take you away.”
I started clapping. “Marvelous mother, call Sophia so she can talk the burden away from you.” I said dryly.
“You’re getting out of control Adalyn!” She said losing her complete sanity.
She had pulled the last straw that was keeping my love for her together. At that point I didn’t care about her feelings or her stupid rules. Even if she was my mother I wouldn’t care anymore, she never cared about me so I would I.
I wasn’t getting out of control she just didn’t want me around. This arranged marriage was my mother’s ticket to get rid of me. So who would I be to keep her from letting her dream come true, I was be doing both of us a favor.
My eyes focused on Sophia who kept her head down. She wasn’t interfering with my argument, she was doing her job. “Do I need to bring my clothes or can you send someone to come for them later?” I spoke out.
She snapped her head up. “I’ll have someone come pick up your belongings.”
“Okay then, I am ready to leave.” I told her.
I may had came in the front door drunk but with the argument I just had with my mother any type of alcohol devouring was completely gone. I instead had a killer head ache and anger that needed to be released.
Sophia walked in front of me proceeding to the front door. I went up to my dad and gave him a hug and a kissed. “I love you.” I whispered.
“I love you too kiddo, I’ll call you tomorrow.” He promised.
We departed from each other and I passed my mother. She just stared at me. “You’ll thank me one day.” I heard her say.
I smirked at her. “I hate you too mom.”
Sophia showed me to her black Honda Civic car that was parked on the edge of the driveway. I didn’t bother to look back because my mom slammed the door on my back when I told her I hate her. She believed I would thank her one day, but she was wrong. I spent most of my life following her stupid idiotic rules to have her kick me out the house, when the opportunity is brought up.
“Tonight I’ll take you to my house.” She glanced over at me. “I don’t think it’ll be a good idea to bring you to the palace like this.”
I shrugged. “Do whatever you like, if you don’t want to deal with me either just throw me in the middle of nowhere.” I said staring at the window.
She sighed. “Princess, I wouldn’t be able to do that.” She responded quickly.
I smiled. “For a second here can you just talk to me like a normal person?” I begged her. “I’m not even royalty yet.”
She didn’t say anything after that. I was right I wasn’t even married to Sebastian yet, I was still considered a commoner. I don’t hold the title of the Princess until I fake my agreement to love, cherish, and stand next to my beloved Prince.
Oh Adalyn how you wanted a life with worries and struggles. Now I have all that, and it’s still not what I was prepared for me. Either way it was too late to wish to have my old life back, it’s not like I want it anyway.
We pulled up to a gated community, Sophia pressed a small black remote button, and the gates open. We didn’t go very into the community; her condo was a few feet from the gate. She parked her car in her garage and she got out.
I stepped out following her inside. She turned around looking at me. “I know you’re in a tight situation, and your mom kicking you out doesn’t help, but just remember it’s okay not to be okay.” She said to me.
Somehow I was waiting for those words to come out of her mouth. I dropped to my knees and fell apart. I pretended to believe it was the liquor that was making me feel like crap. It was the only way for me to let out the anger I had in, if not I probably just keep it in until I went off.
Sophia wrapped her arms around me cooing me. “Everything will get better.” She whispered.
I buried my face into her shoulder screaming with all my might. “I just hate her so much!” I screamed. “How could she do this to me? She ruined my teenage years just because she didn’t want me!” I sobbed.
“Hating someone turns the heart cold Pri-Adalyn.” she responded.
Then maybe I wanted to turn cold from hatred. I wanted to be her hell and Sebastian’s too. I didn’t belong to anyone, I was my own person and who told me otherwise would see. I wasn’t going to follow anymore rules or restriction. I didn’t care if becoming a Princess would change my life, I was going to keep what was taken away from me: my freedom.
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