Bound To Each Other

The Proposal

"What?!" I manage to utter.

His words sent a bullet and opened my chest, my heart rolling out from my ribcage and onto the marble floor.

"You heard me right Arya, I need a supposed 'date' for this mandatory and salient ball." Aaron's deep baritone voice fills the room, a charred masculine tone that sends a chill over my skin. Everything about him sends sirens blaring in my head. It fucks with me that for a spilt second, I can't hear anything.

" No, no absolutely not! " I start to raise my voice, my thoughts spinning like a cyclone in my head.

I place my palms on the table and try to stand up to the best of my abilities, enduring the buckling of my knees and the shivering.

Tears start prickling my eyes and my throat seems to be closing all on its own.

"No, I can not and will not" I whisper for the both of us to hear.

"You slut, you good for nothing, you're coming with your mama and I to the party. And you will act normal and perfect. If that is not followed then bid a warming farewell to ever leaving house again." Trey says in an evil and heart-dropping voice.

I cannot say anything and I am forced not to say anything. I have to endure it. As I always have and will have to.

Coming back to the present, I glare at Aaron who has a perplexed look on his face.

" Arya, think about it. You have no other option" Aaron says, the Italian accent deep on his tongue.

My blood starts to boil. I fist my hands and take in a deep breath.

I don't like being used. No one should. But there are some people in this frightening and cruel world that endure it. That are forced to endure it. I am apart of that population which isn't a very small number.

"No, I will not. Do what you want to do with me, but remember I never agreed or will agree to all this. Put me back to where I was before and stop following me like a lost puppy. There are many more people you can choose, and I may be a good option but I do not go out with vile people like yourself. " I spit the daunting words out in anger.

Aaron's face turns into a scowl but I do not care nor will I ever care.

I want to leave this suffocating room. I want to erase the past few weeks of my life. I should've just stayed in that mansion. I should have continued to endure.

Looking at his formidable face, his Adam's apple rolls up and down and his eyebrows are furrowed.

Wanting to leave this horrid room, I drag my chair and attempt to get up. It was difficult as I had not eaten anything but I wanted to be strong for myself.

I stare at the huge door which once seemed taunting but now I want to walk through it to leave.

"Permission to leave Sir? Oh wait, I forgot I don't listen to orders of people such as yourself" I tell him with hatred laced in my words.

Enduring the buckling of my knees, I take in a deep breath and walk out of the unnerving room, ignoring the calls of Aaron.

I mean does Aaron not have anyone to take to his salient ball?

I don't know where I'm heading towards, where I'm going to go or what I'm going to do. He clearly emphasized that I'm going to be going to the ball beside my will.

I'm tired. I'm so tired. I wish everything stopped. I wish I were gone. 

Feeling the tears prickle my eyes, I'm numb to the pain. I've been alone for the past few years. Surely I can be fine right now too.

I decide to go back to the basement and try to live the next few days like I did before, without Aaron or his proposal.

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