Forced Love

Two

Alyssa ~
      "Mom, dad, where did your guy's common sense go? Out of the window, of course. Married? What are are you guys thinking? I AM 16!!" I yell at my parents, because of their idiocy.
" Get packed we leave in the morning." My dad said in a monotone voice as he walked out of the room. My dumb mother followed.
I don't cry, crying is a symbol for giving up. However, all I really want to do is cry right now. What do I do know? Just give in to my parents' decision? I'm leaving too? What the hell. I don't even freaking know the guy!!! I walk out of my room into my parents' bedroom. I had to know more about my (ugh) future husband. That thought  alone makes my head ache. Why am I going to live with him right away? God help me. I lightly knocked on their door and opened it. My mother was sprawled across the bed while my dad sat in his chair, scrolling through his Facebook feed. As I walked in, the both gave me their undivided attention. I sat in an old wooden rocking chair sitting in the corner of the room. I leaned forward and laid my head into my hands.
"What's his name?" I mumbled through the palms of my hands. I couldn't help but sigh at the fact that I'm sixteen and getting married. My mother rose up in excitement and sat upwards.
"Shawn, oh my gosh you will love him. I mean, I haven't met him, but his parents tell me that he's great." She speed all of that information at me all in one breath while staring me down.
Wait, she never met him? She doesn't even know what he's like ?!?!? Great, just great. I decided not to argue with them again and just let my mother talk about him. I could careless though. I'm kinda skimming over the words she's saying. Blah blah blah Shawn blah blah apartment blah blah blah marriage blah blah blah BLAH. Can I just leave this family? I wonder if I run away I'll still have to marry him. God help me.
She and my father had given me a hug a sent me up to my room to pack.
I packed all of my clothes into one backpack and some some of my own personal things into another one. Mind you, I own zero suitcases.
I left all of my school supplies in my school backpack because I'm guessing I will still have to go to damn school.

I just hope he's nice........

Wait did she say apartment?