"Silver Wayland get your ass up!" My parabati yelled excitedly, tearing me from my sleep. I growled, glaring at Izzy. She just rolled her eyes, going to my closet and pulling out a gold gown. I raised my eyebrow at her, still sunken into my blankets. She gasped, her eyes wide.
"Don't tell me you forgot!" She yelled, my door flying open a second later. Lydia walked in, her eyes twinkling in excitement.
"Silver, what are you doing in bed still!" She exclaimed, going to join Izzy's side. I groaned, rolling over and facing the opposite side of my bed.
"I got this." I heard Izzy say to Lydia before my door slammed shut. Izzy climbed into my bed, laying on top of me. I whined at her, trying to shove her off.
"Stop it. It's only ten o'clock, it's not natural!" I cried out.
"What's not natural is that your getting married today and look like something that came out of the grunge!" She yelled in my ear, causing me to scream and shove her off of me and onto the floor. I flew up, jumping off my bed and moving around in spastic movements.
"That's today!" I screeched, flailing my arms around. Izzy stood up and constricted my movements, smiling at me.
"Yes, today's that day. I can't believe this is actually happening!" She squealed excitedly. My eyes grew in size and I started doubting my life. I was marrying Alexander Gideon Lightwood. I wasn't going to be a Wayland or whatever the hell I am, I'm going to be Silver Lightwood. To be honest that scares the shit out of me. After all these years of resisting this, I had finally given in. It hadn't really sunken in sense now, but it feels like shit to know that I fought for something so hard yet it still didn't work out. I wasted my entire life hiding from my friends, my brother for god sake, just because of this arranged marriage. It felt like I was loosing something and I couldn't figure out what. Yeah, Alec is a great guy, but I don't want to marry him because of some deal. I want it to be because we truly love each other, but that also terrified me. That was why I left all those years ago, because I knew that over time we would fall for each other, or at least I would.
"Iz," I started, tears almost ready to fall," can I be alone for awhile?" Izzy nodded understandingly before exiting my room and shutting the door behind her softly. I let out a sob, covering my mouth with my hand and squeezing my eyes shut. It didn't feel right, at all. I can't do this, not anymore. But I can't get out of it. I pulled out my phone, scrolling through my contacts and stopping at one in specific. I sighed, my finger hovering over the call button before pressing down. I brought my phone up to my ear, chewing on my bottom lip worriedly.
"Silver Wayland, I didn't expect to hear from you anytime soon." His voice rang through the phone, causing me to flinch slightly.
"Yeah, hey." I said just above a whisper.
"Is there something I can help you with?" He asked, already knowing the answer.
"I don't know what to do. Everything is all messed up, I don't know if I can do this. Not now, I'm not ready to be married. I'm only 20, I'm not ready for it." I cried, confiding in the person I once called my best friend. He hushed me, my crying stopping immediately.
"Love, maybe it's best if you call off the wedding. I've known you for a better part of your life, took care of you for most of it. I can tell when you aren't ready for something, and I can tell you aren't now." He told me, making me even more confused.
"But I can't! If I don't marry Alec then his family name-"
"Silver, sometimes you have to think about yourself first." I swallowed thickly.
"Can you come? I need to talk to you, before the wedding." I asked, hoping his answer was yes.
"I have...matters to attend to. I'm afraid I can not Silver."
"Magnus-" I started only to be cut off.
"I'll try my love, but I don't know." He told me before hanging up. I sighed, turning to the white dress hanging ok my closet door. I can do this. Right?
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Arranged {Shadowhunters season 1} •book 1•
Fanfiction"Yes, we're getting married, adopting Max and moving to Canada." This book is cringey asf, be warned. I was in like seventh grade when I wrote this.
