Arranged Marriage (Completed)

Freedom

Dinah's point of view.

It was a quiet drive. No radio. No music. Just silence. I needed to process what the hell just happened. I passed my house hours ago. I had no idea where I was going. I just needed to drive. My phone was ringing constantly, so I cut it off. It was Lauren calling me. No doubt that she heard the news. My father was dead.

I looked down at my hands that were gripping the steering wheel so hard that my knuckles were white. There normal looking now, but I could still feel my father’s warm, sticky blood on them. It didn't matter how many times I washed my hands.

One day ago

I was sitting at my desk in my home office going over some files that I stole from my dad when I came across one that had my birth mother's name on it. Of course I opened it. My father rarely talked about her, and what I did know about her, I learned from Malika, my adoptive mother. I was not prepared for what I saw first. It was a police report. As I read the report my eyes got wider and wider. I couldn't believe it. Everything I knew was a lie. My mom wasn't just my mom. She was also my aunt. My dad raped her. That sick bastard. I looked through more of the file, and she did give up her rights to me, but she did it a year after I was born. She didn't die in child birth. She signed the paper Ava Johnson. I die a quick search and found out that she is married to a Dwayne Johnson and lives in New York. She wasn't actually dead. She was alive. My dad tried to hide this all from me. He really was a monster. I grabbed the file, and wiped my face. I was going to confront him. He was going to tell me everything.

I made it to his office in record time. He looked surprised to see me. I threw the file on his desk. "Explain."

He didn't even glance at the file. "How did you get this?"

"That doesn't matter. Tell me why you raped your sister, and then made me stay with you!" I yelled. "You are a fucking monster!"

"Don't fucking say that!" My dad yelled. "You don't understand."

"Yes! I understand. You're a fucking rapist!" I shook my head. "I hate you! Im telling everyone and no one see you the same."

"It was a mistake that I regret. You turned out to be nothing like our mother." Johnathan scoffed. "You're really going to ruin everything over a bitch you never knew."

"You're going to die alone, and you deserve it." I spat at him.

"Dinah!" He snatched my arm before I could leave. "I can't let you go. I can't let anyone know my secret."

I tried to snatch my arm out of his grip. "Let me go, creep!" Suddenly, his hands were around my neck chocking me, trying to kill me. Instinctally, I reached my firearm. I shot him. Even as he backed away shocked, I shot him again and again and again. I wanted him dead for everything he's done to me. When he fell to the floor, that is when I noticed that he was dead. I looked at my hands. There was blood all over them. I quickly washed them off. I heard people running to his office; I had to get out of there, so I ran and I didn't stop until I was in my car. I drove off as fast I could.

Ally's point of view

I took Normani to my private beach earlier. We had a great time. Megan and Keke came by for a few hours, but then they had to leave to get ready for their flight. We were dropping them off at the airport. It was a very emotional goodbye. No one wanted to say the quiet part aloud, but we all knew that it would be a while before we come back to the states. We gave our final hugs before letting them go.

We were at my beach house, sitting on the floor. We were playing jenga, but I hate this game. Im only playing because this is the only game in this house. "So what country do you want to go to next?"

Normani smiled. "Wherever you want to go. I picked Mexico. It is your turn."

"Let's go to Brazil?" I've always wanted to visit there, but I never had a chance to go.

"Sounds perfect!" She pecked my lips softly, and then she kissed along my jaw. "It's your turn."

I looked at the giant sack of wooden blocks. I purposefully picked the block that was going to make me lose the game. When they all fell to the ground, I pretended to be sad. "Oh no." I started putting the pieces into the box.

Normani shook her head as she helped me. "You don't like jenga?"

"No." I giggled. "Let's play something else."

"Like?" Normani asked as we put the pieces away.

I pursed my lips and thought about games we could play with only two people. "Never have I ever, but with a twist."

"I'm listening." Normani gave me her full attention.

"Instead of putting a finger down, you take a piece of clothing off. The first one naked loses." I grinned because I knew that I was going to win.

"If you want to see me naked, all you have to do is ask." Normani laughed.

I was so tempted, but I wanted to have some foreplay. "Foreplay, Normani. That is something that we have been lacking lately."

"Okay, I'll play your way." Normani playfully rolled her eyes.

I looked at what she was wearing. Ehe had on more clothes than me. "Take off your shirt."

"Why?" Normani crossed her arms like a stubborn child.

"Because you have on more clothes than me." I giggled. 

"Why can't I take off a sock?" She took her sock off and threw it in my direction.

"Because-" My phone started ringing. "Once second, Mani. This better not be work. I specifically told them not to bother me." I looked at the screen, and it was Tori. Of course I answered. "Hey!"

"Mr. Hansen is dead!" She lead off with that.

I looked at Normani. I put the phone on speaker phone. "Mr. Hansen died. How?"

"The FBI raided his house a few weeks ago. He was arrested. Then he was out on bail. Now he is dead. That is all I know for now." Tori said on the other line. She watched as Lauren paced in the yard. Her girlfriend has been trying to get in contact with Dinah for a while, but the phone goes straight to voice-mail. "It's all over the news here."

"Wow." Normani was in shock. The man who tried to kill her died first, and she was happy about it.