Okay, so this is a random scene I pictured in my head during my Social Studies class. I've been filling my addiction with Quizilla, and I only read the like One Shots and Most Popular. And face it... They're all the same. So I've read like ten different Arranged Marriage stories that are all the same. So I was kind of bitching in my head about it... And just pictured this scene of Rebellion...:] how u likes it.
I sat in class, staring at a picture of Hitler on the Smart Board. I had been fighting the urge all class to go up and doodle on his face. You know like uni-brow, Harry Potter glasses... Something! Not that he didn't already look like the biggest joke, I'm sorry but if anyone ever had that mustache I would not be able to take them seriously. I would just laugh in there face.
I sighed, I know Hitler was a monster and this is not a joking matter BUT when you've been in class for forty five minutes, listening to the same monotone voice ramble on and on when you could be outside doing something productive... You start to stop caring. Agree? Of course you do.
I wanted to be home, and I mean home, home. Not... There. Home as in nice comfortable bed, my Mom and Dad. Home where happiness rained everywhere and there was no frown in the world. I mean like end of world hunger happiness... No. That's a lie. All of it is. Home pretty much sucked, but its better then where I am now. Which is saying something trust me.
Where I am now... Consisted of an unbelievable amount of bedrooms. I remember I tried counting once, and I lost count. With a bathroom with like everyone... Stupid and crazy thing is, IM NOT EXAGERATING! That's how freaking crazy big that house is. There is no need for that at all, and it just adds to how much I loath the family. Correction, not Family. Just one member of the family...
Aspirated, I laid my head on the desk with a thud. If 'home' didn't suck so much, this would be my hell. There was a quite knock at the classroom door, but I didn't bother to pick my head up. Mr. Jones was cut off mid-lecture. He cleared this throat.
"Hello?" he said, is it bad that I really had no interests what so ever in who was standing in the doorway? I think so. But ever since everything I have lost interest in life.
"I'm here for Adelaide..." My muscles tensed, that voice was way too familiar for me. No. No. No. No. No. This is my one place to escape to, and he was taking it. No.
"Oh, yes. You must be Bane." Mr. Jones said... Everyone was too familiar with him. Everyone knew I only had a week left of schooling until I would probably never see the light of day again. What they didn't know was that, I was arranged to marry him... In August.
Slowly, and stiffly I lifted my head. Not surprising everyone was watching me. "...What do you want Bane?" I asked rudely. I don't even care, you can call me a bitch but it's not like I'm getting paid to put a smile on my face. Bane looked at the floor, obviously embarrassed, I smiled evilly.
"Ugh... You know..?" He asked I love how he's afraid of me. You can tell who would wear the pants in the relationship- if we had one. I sighed loudly.
"No. See... I don't. I need to be here, you know. I'm learning." I said as if it was obvious. Though I stopped learning anything three blocks ago.
"Yeah, because it looked like you just were." Bane shot back, and I forced my mouth to stay closed. I got up slowly; of course Mr. Jones wouldn't stop this fight. No teacher ever does. Everyone knows who Bane is... Like I care. I walked over to Bane, so we might have a chance to keep yet another one of out fights to ourselves, like anything was every to us.
"Bane. I still have like two hours of school... you NEED to leave." I said, attempting to hide the fact I was pushing him through the door. But Bane was taller then me by a good 4 inches. He didn't move.
"Do we really have to go there.. AGAIN.. Come on. You know what we have planned for today." honestly, I didn't. Every time his Mom opened her mouth, I closed my ears. It sounded like he was threatening me, and I never liked that.
"I do?" I said sarcastically... Bane sighed.
"You don't mind... Right Mr. Jones?" Bane said sweetly, ignoring my death glares. Of course he wouldn't. "You know, I need alone time with my.. Girlfriend." My blood boiled.
"No. No. Understandable--"
"I AM NOT YOUR GIRLFRIEND!!!" I screamed in his face, my chest now pressing against his. I should have known better then to explode like that. When I and Bane get into this, no one wins. It's not a fight to see who makes more sense. It's more of who can be louder. .
"YOU'RE RIGHT!! YOU'RE MY FIANCE!!!" Immediately Banes face tightened, and my face fell. The whole room when abnormally quite. He knew... he knew better then to say that in front of my classmates. It was the one thing I didn't want him saying in front of them. I had begged him to never even show up at school, but he insisted to drive me here, there EVERYWHERE... He was probably afraid I would run away. I don't blame him, I kind of want to. We planned this out. We planned this whole thing out, and he had just ruined it.
We were letting people thing that we were dating, and not actually engaged, because I didn't want to deal with peoples crap. We were gunna get married, forcefully, by the end of this summer... so no one would have time to bombard me with questions. But now that plan was completely thrown out the window.
People stared., and not even that good stare. No. The stare that if your not apart of the outside crowd you want to leave immediately because there stares strangely burn you.
"Let's Leave." I said through clenched teeth. Grabbing Bane's arm harshly and forcing him out of the room.
When we were out of the school I stormed over to his BMW. His pride and joy. What kind of car I couldn't tell you, but it was nice I guess. I jumped into the front seat wordlessly, afraid the windows were open and that the students inside could hear. But once we were in and turning around in the back parking lot I turned my head slowly, giving Bane the best death glare I have ever given him.
He sighed. "Adelaide.. I'm sorry." Bane said, and if I wasn't so smart I would not have known he was lying straight through his teeth,
"Bullshit." I spat at him. "Utter Bullshit. You did that on purpose." I accused, as Bane continued to drive the road. I could tell he was getting tired of me. Having to baby set me, to make sure I didn't run away. He was getting tired of my attitude. I remember the one time I overheard him and his Mother talking and she was so sure that bane would grow on me and that we would suddenly get along. It's been months since my parents sent me away to live with them, and the only thing that has grown is my unbelievable hatred toward Bane.
"How old are you Addie? Honestly- 'you did that on purpose'." He mocked, using a high pitched squeaky voice. "You sound like your fucking ten. And who wants to marry eighteen year old women who act practicly half her age!" I pretended like what he said didn't affect me, and perked up.
"So you mean if I continue 'acting' like I'm ten... you wont marry me?!" I asked, happiness seeping into my voice. Bane took a sharp left, and it sent me flying into the passenger side door. My head smacked hard against the glass. I made a pained noise that Bane ignored.
"No. Were getting married no matter what. No matter if you don't want anything to do with it, it is still being planned. No matter how much we hate each other it will still continue. I just thought you might want a say in the 'happiest day of your life'!" Bane said in mock excitement.
"Shut up." I said gruffly, crossing my arms in front of my chest. My head ached.
"No. I think you should understand that even though you're not doing the planning it's still happening. The dates already planned!" My blood practicly stopped. "...August Tenth. See? Its happening wither you want it to or not. Get used to that."
"No. No I won't. I don't want to marry you... I can barely stand to be in the same room as you. Being this close with you in a car drives me insane. I'm not marrying you." Bane slammed on the breaks, and I sent flying forward but was able to catch myself.
"You don't have the choice." Bane said coldly.
"Oh really? I'm pretty sure the Priest will say "Do you- Adelaide, take Bane to be you're lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold until death do you part?" and I will answer with the ever famous HELL NO." We were now driving up his abnormally long driveway, and he glared at me in the corner of his eye. He was driving slowly, and I knew he had something to finish this conversation with.
"...Do you ever want to see home again?" Bane threatened softly, and I just looked at him. "Do you know how much it costs to get to your hometown. How much money... you don't have." I was breathing heavy willing myself not to cry. Not in front of Bane. But it hurt my chest so much to hold it in. I didn't even wait for him to stop the car, I jumped out and ran into the huge mansion. Slamming the huge wooden front door behind me. Up the colossal stair case, with marble tiles. Past the numerous doors to rooms I had yet to be in, along with the rest of the people at this house and slammed mine, and banes room closed.
In the bathroom I shared with him, I couldn't believe he threatened me with my family. I knew Bane was an asshole, but I didn't know to the extent he was willing to go to make sure I married him. When the people at my new school discovered that I was finishing my last year of high school with the Sherwood Family everyone slowly began to like me. Did I talk to them... no. But, it was better to not be hated by everyone.
I sat on the hard bathroom floor and cried. Making sure not to make a sound. Hopefully Bane would think I ran somewhere else, and not come in here. I needed to get out of here. Tonight... I just wanted to go for a drive and never come back. Or. At least not for awhile. I wonder if Bane would miss his BMW for just a couple hours...
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wrote this forever ago in 8th grade X)
Pathetic I Know..