Twisted Fates// ModernAU!Scaramouche x Reader

Ch. 17

Y/n glared at the building in front of them gripping onto their boyfriend's hand tightly, "Leeching parents, why'd they choose an expensive restaurant? They can't even afford this place!" Al-Haitham glanced down at his sibling holding onto his own boyfriend's hand, the blond squeezed to calm down his nerves.

"You're right... But they can't use any of the money because we never seen the will, so we need to look that over and read that. And if they don't allow us, we will take legal action," a woman at their side with slight choppy bobbed hair nodded. "That's right, now, how about we enter? We can't have your guest waiting for long."

Mona and Mika sadly couldn't make it since they both had an exam to take, so Y/n told them that they'll bring some food back for the two, and Mona's girlfriend as well. Walking into the building they were welcomed in by a man who looked like he didn't even want to be there, "Welcome to Angel's Share, how may I help you?"

"We made a reservation, and we have some guest maybe already here? Under Al-Haitham?" The male looked down at his little clip board against his podium, "Yes, two guest, and follow me, I will lead you to them."

Following the tall redhead, the whole group was dead silent except for the woman beside them with her heels clacking against the wooden floor. A table in the far back, Al-Haitham and Y/n mother and father both drinking out of a fancy wine glass, a bottle of red wine at the table. "I don't even think they're paying for that," Y/n muttered as Al-Haitham sighed heavily.

Everyone sat down, and M/n glared at the additional people, "Who the hell did you two bring? We only said you two," Al-Haitham cleared his throat crossing his hands over his chest, "And we specifically asked you to not drink when we were talking things over," He shook his head as he motioned to Y/n.

"Well...uhm, M/n and dad, this is my boyfriend Raiden Kunikuzushi, you've met him at the hospital, Scaramouche," they motioned to him, as he just lazily waved, M/n's eyes seemed to light up. "So, you're the son of Raiden Ei? You know me and her go wayyy back!" Y/n rolled their eyes at their mother's behavior, "He already knows all about you home wrecker so doesn't try."

Al-Haitham motioned to the blond at his side, "And this is my boyfriend Kaveh," M/n rolled her eyes as she drank her champagne. "God, this family is full of queers, who's the lady with the fucked-up haircut?" Their mother pointed as the woman gave a smile, not a warm or a happy one, one that screamed 'I will murder you if you speak anymore.'

"I am Yelan, a lawyer, please to meet you Mrs. L/n," she smiled as her eyes seemed to glare into the woman who nearly spat her drink. "You brought a lawyer to dinner!?" M/n scoffed as he threw her napkin on the table, "Who said for you two bring her?! I only asked for you two to just look at the will and sign it all over to us!"

Y/n furrowed their eyebrows, "And who said we would be signing anything over to you? I only seen it and never got to read anything. And you never called Al-Haitham to tell him anything about Grandma dying!" M/n rolled her eyes as she grabbed a paper from her bag, "Here. Sign this and give us the things we want. I won't bother you two anymore after this."

F/n frowned at his wife, and looked at his two kids, "But why can't you just get a job?" M/n head snapped over to the man, a forced smile upon her face, "Honey, you already know why, so just sit still quietly."

Yelan watched with her arms crossed over her chest, just who was this vile woman? She shook her head and just decided it was best to watch quietly. "And what if you just forged it all?" Al-Haitham questioned as he glared at his mother who in turned scoffed, "And why would I do that?"

Al-Haitham shook his head, "I wouldn't put it past you, just look at how you treat our father. Since when did Y/n or me ever had a conversation with him without you interrupting? When have you ever talked to Y/n about anything? When have you ever talked to me about something other than studying?"

M/n bit her lip as she scowled, "Just sign the papers damn it!" Al-Haitham shook his head holding out his hand," I won't agree with any conditions without reading it, one. Two, I want to make sure this is my grandmother's signature and not just you forging the signature." M/n threw the paper across the table, "look!"

Y/n grabbed the paper, and their eyes read it over, "There is no way this is even real," they showed their brother, and he shook his head as his finger pointed to the paper with the signature at the bottom, "Grandma never signed with such a thick pen, she had a personal preference, she told me before."

M/n grit her teeth in annoyance, "Maybe she changed her mind when she was on her death bed," Al-Haitham shook his head, "This isn't the real will, Grandma wouldn't even consider of giving over her home to you, she liked us better than she did you. Anyone could tell," M/n was seething with anger at this point her hands gripping the long tablecloth in her lap tightly.

"It doesn't matter, just sign the damn papers so I can leave." F/n frowned as he reached over to his wife, but she slapped his hand away, "Don't touch me!" Al-Haitham and Y/n frowned at their father, "I think we should get the real will, and then maybe we'll look over and negotiate," Y/n spoke quietly, and M/n shook up abruptly causing her chair to fall behind her.

Al-Haitham scoffed at the woman leaving, "I think that went rather well," Now all eyes were on F/n, "Are you going after her dad?" He shook his head as he reached to grab his unfinished drink, "I never wanted to be with her in the first place," he grumbled as Y/n and Al-Haitham leaned in for the story.   

wc: 1058

here is another since last chapter was wayy shorter than i intended it to be