arranged marriage

” But mom~” I whined.
“no buts” she said crossing her arms over her chest.
“I’m not going to get married and definitely not with a stranger!” I said.
“and that’s why, you will get time to know him” she said.
“I’m not going to marry Mr. Kim’s son” I said running up to my room, slamming the door.
I jumped in my bed with a loud sigh. I thought she was joking when she first started to talk about marriage, but to my bad luck she wasn’t. Why can’t she understand that I’m too young? I can’t get married when I’m only 19. Tears started to form in my eyes. I never liked marriage. It’s just the thought of that I’ll maybe will be left alone, if he doesn’t like me anymore and the fact that I never met him makes the whole situation a lot worse.
“Nari, can I come in” it was my dad.
“it’s unlocked!” I said.
I sat up on the bed turning my head towards the door, my father came in with small steps. He walked over to my bed and sat beside me.
“Nari, why did you yell at your mom” he asked with worried eyes.
Wait, so he’s taking my mom’s side? That’s not fair!
“because she forces me to something I don’t like” I said looking down at my fingers.
He patted my back and gave me a sympathy look. don’t he dare give me that look, I’m not going to get fooled by that look.
“We’re doing it for your best” he said.
“you’re not doing it for my best, you’re just thinking about yourself. You guys don’t even care about me! and if you cared then you would have asked how I felt with this marriage but you didn’t because you don’t care about my opinion, all you care about is yourself” I said and stormed out of the house.
I can’t handle them anymore. How do they even know what he’s like? It’s so cold outside. I forgot my jacket and the clothes I’m wearing is not helping me. I sighed loudly. I walked over to my best friend’s house. I knocked on the door but no answer. I knew he was inside. I walked over to his window and knocked on the glass. He jumped out of the couch at the sudden loud knocking. I couldn’t help but laugh at him. He got up and rushed over to the window.
“yah! you startled me!” he said helping me in.
“well you didn’t answer the door” I said with chuckle.
“come I take you to my room” he said.
I walked past him. I already knew where his room were, I’ve been here a dozen of times. I jumped in his bed and covered myself with his blanket.
“what are you doing here, anyways?” he asked.
“I’m getting married” I said.
“but I don’t like you in that way” he said.
“who said I’m getting married to you” I said laughing.
“I’m getting married to one of my parent’s good friend’s son” I said,
“Wait, you meant it?” he asked.
I nodded. He sighed, he knew once my parents decided something no one could make them change it. He walked over to the bed and sat beside me. I hugged him tears streaming down my eyes.
“I don’t want to get married” I cried out.
He started patting my back, and tried to make me relax. It helped a little bit. My eyes began to feel heavy and I got dizzy. Before I knew it, I fell asleep on his shoulder.
“Nari, wake up” I heard a deep voice say.
I slowly opened my eyes and saw a person above me with a clown mask. IS THAT ONE OF THOSE KILLER CLOWNS! Please say it isn’t. I screamed as loud as I could, suddenly the person removed the mask and laughed so much I saw tears rolling down his cheek.
“YAH! KRIS! I SWEAR TO GOD I’M GONNA KILL YOU!!!” I screamed.
I stood up on his bed and grabbed a pillow. His grin disappeared and he ran downstairs. I chased him with the big white pillow. I got him in a corner so he couldn’t escape. I lifted my arms above my head and hit him with the pillow so many times I lost count of it.
“Okay, okay” he said grabbing the pillow.
“I DON’T WANT TO GET MARRIED!” I whined while running around the living room.
He dropped the pillow and ran after me while laughing. He lifted me in his arms bridal style and sat me down at the couch.
“now talk to me” he said.
“I’m scared, I don’t want to get married” I said looking down my hands.
I looked up and saw the look in his eyes. It was full of concern
“I’ve never seen you so worried” he said.
“I just feel like giving up on my future. It’s not like I’m going to live my dream life. I just want to cry and hope it all will get solved but every time I cry it just gets a lot worse” I said crying.
“come here baby girl” he said spreading his arms.
I laughed a bit, he sounded like a dad. I hugged him tight never wanting to let go. I knew I had to leave eventually, but I just wanted to stay a bit more.
“can I borrow one of your sweaters? My shirt smells really bad” I smelled my shirt and made an ugly face.
“it smells like sweat” I said.
He chuckled at my weirdness.
“I ask myself every day, why my best friend is a werido”
I rolled my eyes and went to his room. once I reached his room, I went to his closet and found a dark blue sweater. I went to the bathroom with the navy-blue sweater I my hand and locked the door after me. I took off my shirt and starred at my annoying stretch marks. I hate myself for having stretch marks. That’s one of the reasons I don’t like wearing a bikini or crop top. I sighed and changed into Kris’s sweater. I opened the bathroom door and saw Kris waiting for me outside. I tossed my shirt at him and he grabbed it. But before I got the chance to leave he grabbed my wrist and spun me around. I looked up and met his eyes. We were close to each other. Our lips only inches away from touching.

Notes

re-uploaded the story.
so here it is again!<3
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