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arranged marrige ➪ georgenotfound

Warnings: Cursing, smoking, running away, drug mentions and death mentions

   Y/n lived with her father. If you are wondering why she still lived with her parent at age 25, it's because her father doesn't want her to move out until she finds a boyfriend and gets married.
   But she is too old to not be married now—according to her father—so he and a certain family had made an agreement.

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   Y/n and her friend Becca where at a diner, y/n was meeting Beccas fiancé for the first time. "So, y/n, this is Trevor. Trevor, this is y/n." Becca introduced the two strangers, smiling. It was strange that y/n was only meeting so called Trevor for the first time. I mean, her and Becca were best friends since they were fourteen. More than ten years.

   Suddenly, a woman came up to us. Welcome to Krysties, I am Elenor and I will be your waiter for y'all. What can I serve for you tonight?" She says smiling at us, but one person specific. Trevor. He watched her closely, smiling back at her. The fuck? Becca was completely oblivious to the interaction, staring at her phone. We soon order our food and she leaves, winking at Trevor, and stares at her as she walks off. Again, what the fuck?

   We get our food, after 69 hours, and start to eat. "So... when did y'all meet?" I say breaking the silence. "Two months ago." I could swear I heard her wrong. "I know it wasn't that long, but we love each other, right Trevor?" "Mhm" he returns still eating. I look back and fourth between the two, twisting my fork in my spaghetti.

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"Dad, I'm home" y/n says while entering the living room, seeing her dad on the couch, watching something that looks like it was filmed in 600BC. "Hey honey, how was dinner with Becca?" He asks her. "It was fine, but Trevor seems like a man whore." "Who is Trevor?" "Beccas fiancé." She tells him.

He sits up. And brings me to the dining room. "Talk about fiancé..." he starts, "me and Miss Davidson had made an arrangement of marriage between you and their son." He finishes. "Excuse me, when the fuck did I get you my permission to arrange my marriage?" Y/n says in disbelief. "I'm sorry about the short notice, but I'm 52, I should be able to live my life in my house alone. His name is George Davidson, that is your new fiancé, we will be seeing them tomorrow. You will be getting married in December."

Y/n stares at him in disgust. "What the hell? No! December is so soon! This isn't f-" "Enough, if you want to or not, you have no choice. Goodnight." Her dad says while heading to his room.

The British girl stomps upstairs muttering curses to herself.

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"NO AHHHHHHH WHAT THE HELL?! FUCK YOU! DREAM STOP IT AHHHHHHHSHRJS!" George screamed in his bedroom, playing bedwars with Dream and badboyhalo.

"LANGUAGE!" Bad yells while Dream wheezes at his victory. George gets a knock on his door. "I'll be right back chat," George says while muting and turning his face cam off.

"Yeah mom?" George asks. "I need to talk to you."

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And that is how it all started. After an hour, both of the British adults, y/n and George lay in their beds, staring at the ceiling, still settling in the unexpected and messed up news.

After a few minutes, y/n goes outside on her balcony and lights a cigarette. She delicately puts her hand on the side of the cigarette, lighting it. She takes a puff, and thinks of what to do with her messed up self.

Maybe kill this George when she meets him so they don't have to get married? No.

Die? No.

Do meth so she can hallucinate and think George is Dylan O'Brien? No.

Suddenly she gets a brilliant idea. Run away. However, anybody would probably think of that before she did. She presses down her cigarette in her ashtray, running in the house to grab sheets. She ties them together, long enough to climb down from a two story house. Handy for a fire, but she wasn't doing it for that reason. She grabbed the pile of tied sheets, and throws it over the balcony, tying the end to the balcony.

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After thinking for a good minutes, she puts her legs over the balcony, grabs the sheets, and slides down.
Maybe a little rub burn on her hands, but it's fine.

She hissed in pain, but she turns around and something strange, and maybe quite coincidental caught her eye. She sees a man, maybe the same age as her with pretty long brown hair, brown eyes, and a black outfit on the house across the street.

But then she looked, until she realized...

He was doing the same thing.

A/n
Part 2? Idkkkk
JSJFJST HOW DID YOU LIKE THE FIRST CHAPTER? I'm currently watching demon slayer but earlier I was watching 365 days with my grandparents, and THAT one scene was about to come on, so I said "can I go to the bathroom?" And they were like "sure" and I was happy and stayed in there for about 15 minutes. I just scrolled in tiktok and stuff. When I came out satisfied that "I got away from the scene", I come in the living room, sit down, to find out that they PAUSED IT. YHEY HONKING PAUSED IT. SO I HAD TO WATCH THE SCENE WITH THEM AND I COULD NOT BREATHE. I DONT KNOW IF THIS WILL GET ANY VIEWS BUT ITS WORTH A TRY.

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