Negina | ✔️

Chapter twenty-nine: "I said, I don't want to marry you!"

I will hold you in the depths of your despair
-Bebe Rexha
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"I am your voice coach Brad Bradley Branson." Negina stares at the blond boy who just entered the room, feeling himself way too much.

"Let's start. I want y'all to know that I'm gonna be straight with all of you." He says and starts to explain his rules. Negina listens through all of them, but thinks of them as complete nonsense.

"Umm, don't you think that not yelling during a voice class is kind of absurd?" Negina interrupts.

The blond Brad turns around to face Negina, "are you teaching the Brad Bradley how to lead his class?"

"No I'm just sugges-" Negina gets cut off by the blond.

"I'm see it's time for the first cuts." Brad says smirking. And everyone stares at him, surprised and anticipating.

He looks around and his eye slams on Negina, "Starting with...you." He smirks looking around the room. "And ending with... you."

Negina's mouth parts, "This... this ain't fair."

"Life isn't fair princess, now sashay your ass out of here, before I call the principle." He says waving her off like a some piece of lint off a shirt. Negina stares at him for a second before grabbing her backpack and storming out of the room and leaving her career of singing in that room, and never speaking of it again.

When Negina awakes she is in a dark doom. She jerks up and her heart starts beating super fast. Negina realizes that she's not in her house,
Not in her room, not in her bed. She puts her hand on her stomach that's still in pain.

Negina looks around and sees a tall figure enter the large room. seeing his face, she recognizes him and slowly her memories of the past days enter her mind.

"Who are you?" She asks him. Negian wants to cry so bad. She wants to fall down right on this bed. She was tired, and all she wanted to do was go home.

"Please let me go." She whispers.

The man chuckles, "Sorry princess, no can do. We are getting married."

Negina frowns at this. Marriage. Again? For the third time. What! No, never!

"I don't want to marry you." Negina mumbles, looking down.

"What was that?" The man smirks, "I didn't hear you."

Negina glares at him. She was more than angry at this person. "I said, I don't want to marry you!" He glares for a minute and Negian forces her eyes away from him.

The man grabs her chin, making Negina look at him.  He smiles at her, "that's not up to you to decide, maalish." (Baby)

Negina realizes that he doesn't know that she could talk in his language and decides not to reveal the fact, either. Her mother was right, russian class in high school does pay off. "Huh?" She asks confused. Of course she knew what he said, he called Negina 'baby' in Russian. And heck was Negina mad at him for doing that.

"Never mind that," He says also realizing that she doesn't understand Russian and let's go of Negina's chin. "I am Arsen, your soon to be lawfully wedded husband."

"What about my baby?" Negina asks, looking down at the floor.

"What about him." He says walking a few steps back to find a water bottle and hands it to Negina who takes a sip right away. "He'll be born."