I Will NOT, Can NOT fall in LOVE with the Hot/Player/Jerk of a bestfriend!

I will NOT, Can NOT fall in LOVE with the Hot/Player/Jerk of a best friend[16]

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Jay V's POV

For the next couple of weeks I have been seeing my parents-and Daniella who is going to be my fiance(according to my parents) more than I ever did in my 18 years of life. Laying my head back

I thought of the first time I met Daniella. She looked-still looks- so sweet an innocent-she really is really-and it seems almost impossible to say no to her. As if she needed to get her way all the

time. I remembered how much I had yelled that day.

"Ok, so Jay V, how do you liked Daniella?"asked who I refused to call my mother.

"She's ok. I mean I don't hate her, but.."

"Ok! It's settle then! You two are getting married!"she cut me off. My jaw flat out dropped. I managed to look at Daniella's shock expression. Hmm, guess she didn't know either.

"No,"I said hard and coldly. Glaring at the bitch of a mother. From the corner of my eye I saw Daniella's eyes water. Almost as if I could read her mind I knew what she was thinking; am I not

pretty enough? Am I not likeable?

"It's not your decision. Is her's."she the bitch. Pointing towards Daniella.

"Why? I'm your son."I said.

"Yes you are, but according to me she will decied whether or not to marry you. I know what you do Jay V. Don't think that I don't know about your whores. Is Clarissa one of them? Is that why

she clings to you so dearly? Oh, and I thought she was different. Are you playing mind games with her as well? This is why you need Daniella. She can teach you how to be who you were born

to be. Proper." I scoffed at the last word. Proper?! What century is she freakin' living in?!"Daniella, do you want to marry Jay V?" we both looked towards she.

"I-I... w-well... well.. y-you s-see. I-I don't hate him, but-"

"Then thats a yes!"squeeled the bitch.

"WHAT?!"She both said, but hers was an octave higher and more hysteric.

"It's what you wanted."she said.

"But-"Daniella tried to explain, but again the bitch cut her off.

"No buts! If you're feeling guilty don't let that effect you-"

"NO!"I said loud and stern, almost like my dad. "You cannot do this."

"But it's already been done my dear. You cannot escape this."

"Have you talked to the doctor,"I said my voice hard as stone.

"No, why."

"If you don't believe me then go ask the doctor. I have leukemia, I'm living for 6 more months. And the thing about leukemia is that the person must stay happy, or else death will come sooner. If I

am even the slightest out of mood then I could have one less month to live." Daniella gasped, sadness and worry within her eyes.Mother bitch was staring at me in disbelief.

"Doctor,"she called walking out. Slamming the door causing Daniella flinch.

"I-I'm s-sorry. F-for p-putting y-you through t-this."she stuttered. I shrugged.

"It's okay, I mean that's who my mom is."I said. I suddenly had an idea. "What if we pretended to get married? This all depends on you. If we start to hang out and you can tell my mom what a

jerk I am and everything and say something really drastic." Daniella smiled.

"Sure, I'll do it. Because I really don't want to marry a sex addict, jerk who can't tell that Clair loves them. Anyways I got to go! Byee."she says closing the door. WHAT?!