I raised an eyebrow, "What's this?". "I want to offer you something." My confusion grew and I opened the folder and read it thoroughly.
My eyes widen as I looked at her. Horrified. "You can't do that to my Father. He's innocent! He won't do something like that!"
"Monique, I know it's hard for you to believe it but I asked someone to investigate. I'm sorry."
"And your offer was?"
"I'll put your father in rehab and protect him. I will also pay for your father's dept if you accept my consequences." I gripped the paper hard.
I'm messed up. If I accepted the offer my dad would be safe. And if not, my dad's in danger. I couldn't afford to lose him too. He's all I got.
"Think about it. I'll see you tomorrow." Courtney left me. Standing and lost. I let my tears fall not bothering to composed myself.
Next morning I had puffy eyes. I haven't gotten any sleep. "Hey? Moe, your spacing out." I looked at Ashley.
"Ashley, Can I ask something?" She nodded so, I continued, "What will you do if someone asked you to marry her son for your father's safety?"
She weirdly looked at me, "I don't really know. I love my father but I don't wanna marry someone I don't love."
"What if he's the only one you have left? Will you do it if you doesn't want to lose him?" Ashley think for a second before answering me. "If you put it that way, well, yes, I will accept it. Still, it's up to that person what she think is best. Anyway, why'd you asked?"
"Nothing.. It popped it my mind." I lied.
"You sure are weird today. I heard that Alexander was not here."
"What? What do you mean?"
"Someone spread a rumor that he's out of town."
Alexander's absence was surprisingly unusual. But not having him around means I can do whatever I want. It sure was peaceful not having him here.
"Excuse me–" A deep voice echoed behind me. "Moe, we need to talk." I looked at Carter and my breathing got hitched.
"Why?" I asked. I can feel Ashley stiffened. "Moe? you two talk I'll be at our usual seat." She said sweetly.
A sudden change of posture, huh? who wouldn't? it's Carter, the Academy's Greek god. Aside from Alexander he was too, a popular.
"About what, Carter?" I scowled. "Our marriage." He whispered.
Carter pulled me out of the cafeteria and into an empty classroom. My mind is going to explode in any second. Too much, Aye? Look, I'm going to marry .. Carter.. Me, of all people.
"Sorry if mom forced you to do this. But it's for your dad's safety and yours as well." I fought the tears that's starting to form.
"And you're okay with this?" I asked. Carter stared at me then smiled. "Of course, It's for your safety after all. The marriage will be held after your graduation. So, we're just engage." My eyes widen. Does this mean Carter love me?
"How come you agreed to this, Carter? You don't even love me." I uttered.
Carter let out a loud laugh, "I agreed to do this and you're saying that I don't love you?" I averted my gaze. Embarrassed by my lack of attention.
"You know Moe, you're incredibly interesting. No wonder mom likes you." Carter gently pulled me and kissed my forehead.
"Come and see mom after class." He started to walk when I caught his hand. "When, Carter?"
"When? what?" He asked. I intently look at Carter, "When did you start to love me?"
"The day mom introduced you to me and to Xander." I was left in that empty room surprise by his confession. He liked me since seventh grade. Five years.
"Moe! What did Carter said?" Ashley interrogated. "Nothing.. He asked if I knew where Alexander is."
"That's kinda' stupid. Aren't they living in the same house?" She asked. Oh, stupid me.
"Right.. that's what I also thought." I awkwardly laughed. "I envy you, Moe. Looks like you two are close." Ashley uttered in a sad tone. Oh, Ashley if you only knew what's going on with us.
"Moe," She called. "Yeah?".
"Aren't you interested in Carter Grant?" I gave her a looped-side smile. "Carter? You're going to torture me if I said that I am."
"Surely I will. So... are you?" I looked at my hands. "To be honest, I like Carter. Though we argued a lot back in seventh grade."
"Did he know?" I shook my head. "For five years he thought that I'm into Alexander, but after I argued with him he found out that we are not into each other." I said.
