Arranged Marriage (Drew McIntyre)

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You sat in the chair as you got your make up done by the make up artist. You had the room cleared as you didn't want anyone to be there. You hated your family and did not want to see them for longer than you have to. Your life was going good and graduation was a few weeks away from your grasp. Instead of walking down the stage you were gonna be walking down the isle. When the lady was done you stood up looking in the mirror. You looked stunning but for all the wrong reasons.

You wanted to be married later on in life but in stead you are 18 probably getting married to a 40 year old weirdo who wants you to be a baby farm

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You wanted to be married later on in life but in stead you are 18 probably getting married to a 40 year old weirdo who wants you to be a baby farm. You thanked the make up artist helping her pack up to leave. You said on the bed contemplating if you should run away. Knowing that would never work as this place is heavily guarded by security. As you were in thought you heard a knock on the door.
"Come in." you say looking at you long pure white nails and your left hand that will soon be preoccupied by a ring.
"Hey sweetie." When you saw your mother dressed up you instantly rolled your eyes. Every since she broke the news to you 4 months ago you haven't spoken a word to her much to her dismay.
"I know you hate me but this is for the best. With this arrangement you don't have to work or anything just live the luxurious life." She says trying to tuck flat ironed piece of your hair behind your ear. You smacked her hand away looking at her with anger.
"YOU SELFISH BITCH! YOU RUINED MY LIFE AND I HATE YOU! I WANT YOU TO GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY ROOM NOW!" You screamed you brown hand stretched out pointing to the door. She left the room with tears in her eyes but you didn't care she hurt you so its only right if you did the same. Looking at the clock you had an hour before the wedding would commence. You grabbed your dress sliding it on refusing to look at yourself knowing you would break down. You then put on your heels your palms sweating as you did so. Lastly was the veil it covered your face as the groom cannot see your face till its time for the binding kiss. You grabbed your belongs before you went to the black car that was parked in the front for you. You got in counting down the minutes until you went to the secret location.
When you arrived the doors were opened and roses littered the floor you got out and went in saying high to the men. You saw your uncle at the door fixing his tie.
"Hey Unc." You said hugging him tightly as he hugged you back. You had tears prick your eyes as this became realer by the second.
"I'm sorry sweet pea." He said a tear rolling down his dark skin making your heart break. Your uncle was never one to cry so this must have really broken him.
"It's okay Unc." You whisper wiping the tear from his cheek giving him a reassuring smile.
"It's not Y/n, you should be getting ready for graduation not no damn wedding! I can't believe my brother would even say yes to this shit." He said angry at his brother and sister-in-law.
"It's okay. I'll be alright I promise." You kiss his cheek linking your arms as you get ready to walk down the isle. Once the big oak door open you adjusted the veil head down as you walked the isle. All eyes were on you as you walked onto white petals. Once you reached the alter your soon to be husband grabbed your hand. Your head stayed down the entirety of the ceremony until the preacher asked you if you accepted him.
"Yes."
"I now pronounce you husband and wife you may kiss the bride." His fingers removed the veil and you two finally locked eyes after months of not know what each other looked like.
"Wow." He said taking in all your beautiful. He leaned in and so did you giving a chaste kiss together. Once you broke apart the crowd was clapping, screaming and crying. You walked down with your husband to the car to take you to a different location.
"Hi."
"Hello."
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And we're done 🙃

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