shane's pov
"i'm tired of you. i'm so sick and tired of you two trying to control me and my life." i stated, looking up at my parents that we clearly still upset about last night.
"don't show up at our pavement with your clothes covered in dirt." my mother said, glaring at me in my eyes.
"now, go freshen up before the hanna family gets here. we're having them for dinner to discuss things."
i groaned, making my way up the stairs. i threw on a formal outfit, and fixed my hair as i heard the door bell ring. i then heard greets being exchanged, and i rolled my eyes. our maid, megan, knocked on my door softly as i opened it as she gave me a sad look. she was a around her thirties and i ran to her for help all the time as a child, and sadly i still do. she understood me well.
"is there anything you can do to save me?" i asked, as she just shook her head.
"sorry buddie, not this time. i made your favorite for dinner though." she smiled, as she patted my shoulder. "new york strip."
i smiled and made my way down the spiral staircase as my parents smiled at me with delight, but i could see right through them. i shook hands with the hanna family as i sat down to the only empty seat which was next to gabbie. she eyes me the entire time, as i then started to feel a bit uncomfortable.
"so shane, what are you majoring in at the academy?" mr. hanna asked me, as i knew my father was expecting me to say business.
"i..uh...i'm majoring in clinical sciences." i said, as my father almost almost choked on his salad.
"how neat, you want to become a doctor?" mrs. hanna said with a smile plastered on her face.
"yeah, i've always wanted to work with others and help anyone in need." i remarked, as the hanna family smiled in approval.
"you've got a good son right here, kyle." mr. hanna said. "gabbie here wants to become a forensics scientist. we've done a wonderful job raising them, haven't we?"
"yes, we have." my father gritted through his teeth, though the hanna family did not notice it.
the thing was, i didn't have the choice to choose my courses in the academy. my parents filled it out for me, and my father wanted me to become a businessman like him. although, i wanted to become a doctor so i changed my major on the first day and switched over to the medical works. i hadn't told my father until now, because of well this right now.
"so shane, what are you intentions with my daughter?" mr. hanna asked me, as i was taking a sip of my drink.
i ended up choking on my drink.
i excused myself from the table as i ran upstairs to fix myself up. i drank tap water to calm myself, which wasn't good because tap water isn't sometimes filtered and nobody is suppose to just drink it actually. i fixed the collar of my shirt and looked at myself in the mirror. i looked fine, but i was freaking out in the inside.
since when were gabbie and i dating? when were we even friends for a matter of fact? i had a load of questions, but i decided to just go back downstairs to the family that was waiting on my answer. i looked at gabbie, and her cheeks were all rosy. i apologized to everyone as mr. hanna just nodded.
"your answer?" mr. hanna asked, tilting his head.
"i don't really understand. i mean, we aren't even d-"
"oh, i see. your father hasn't told you the news." he said, as i just shook my head.
"you see shane, your mother and i have been deciding ever since you were little if we wanted to get you an arranged marriage." my father started, before i just stood up from my seat.
"arranged marriage? excuse you, i deserve to have a marriage of my choice and who i want to marry!" i raised my voice just a bit.
"calm down shane, we've chosen gabbie since you two have been growing up together and you seem like a wonderful pairing." my mother grinned, nodding towards gabbie.
"why didn't you two ask me if this was okay? i don't want to marry her! no offense, i just want my own choice!" i exclaimed, sitting back down in my chair.
"this is the best way. we want you two marry her before you twenty-first birthday. we need you two to get to know each other more before then." my father stated.
"father, i want my own choice! what if i want to marry another girl or even a bo-"
"quiet. there will be no need for that now will we? you have gabbie now, and you'll be with her." my father stated.
another thing, my parents knew about my bisexuality and so did a couple of my close friends. though, my parents banned me from telling anyone that i had a thing for boys. they didn't want me to seem different and wanted me to seem perfect. i've hid it for about six years now, and my throat itched every time someone asked if there was ever a special lady that i wanted in my life.
i couldn't go against my parents and i just nodded in response. the hanna family then smiled at me and asked me the same question again. i looked at gabbie and she had a bright smile on her face. i then looked to my parents who held a smile on their face too. i turned to look at mr. hanna and i just smiled.
"i'm going to treat her with such respect, as she deserves. she will be the ruler of my heart, and i will make sure her life is just as beautiful as she is." i smiled through as i then grabbed gabbie's hand.
both families smiled at my words and we continued to eat our food. it was then time to say goodbye and i said my goodbyes to the hanna family. before gabbie walked out, she placed her lips onto mine and i slightly kissed back, wanting to make it look somewhat real. she pulled back and smiled at me as my parents then shut the door behind her.
i turned to see my parents smiling down at me, congratulating me on my first 'real' relationship. i just wanted to run, i wanted to run to the only person that could possibly save me from this god forsaken town. i didn't want to marry gabbie, i didn't want to be in the same household as my parents, i didn't want this town, i didn't want the money, i didn't even want anything i had already owned.
i just wanted ryland.
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arranged marriages are a thing, let's just act like it's more common that just regular marriages.
also yes, i've taken a break. oops. i'm only posting on weekends until the weekend after the 16th.
happy saturday.
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lost boy || shyland fanfiction
Fanfictionthe rich boy who rebels, and the poor boy with bad habits. [formerly southside] started: january 21, 2018 finished: [DISCONTINUED] book: third 《lowercase intended》