An Arranged Marriage Will I Love Him?

Chp 22. The Slap

I stared at my fork bored with the conversations going on around me. Unfortunately for me Bianca made Warren take me out to a business dinner party where everyone would see us as a couple. I wanted to throw a fit or jump out my window as soon as Warren knocked on my door and asked me. I knew he'd been forced to and I know he knows I know. Also Bianca made me wear a wig, a blonde wig. I'm totally disgusted right now and loathing Bianca every second I'm here.

Finally the eight course dinner (I know how ridiculous does that sound,) came to an end. Carefully I got up out of my seat ready to run off and lock myself in a bathroom somewhere and text Sam the rest of the night. Before I could an annoying voice stopped me.

"Warren why don't you take Cassandra on a walk through the gardens I'm sure she'll love it," Bianca suggested.

"Of course mother," Warren obeyed taking my hand, "What a great idea."

As we walked to the garden I felt like wrenching my hand away. But I couldn't until we were out of sight. Us holding hands didn't feel right, Sam's and my hands holding each other's felt right. As soon as we were out of sight I yanked my hand out of his.

"Gosh you don't have to be so vicious," Warren snapped.

I glared at him, "I do when my date's mother is a wacko."

"My mom's not a wacko." Warren defended.

"Oh come on, this is an arranged marriage and just like everyone else in the family none of your siblings and there future spouses want this." I seethed.

"Well one of them is okay with it-"

"That's because Richard grew up with his girl," I spat.

"You know it wouldn't be so horrible if you actually tried," Warren said.

"Actually tried? Are you kidding me? I tried when I first got here, but gave up weeks later because you wouldn't give me a second glance." I justified.

"It's not like you make it easy, I mean I've never seen someone be so quiet before except when there punching or yelling at their father," Warren argued.

I stared at him shocked, "You know about my fights with my dad?"

"Oh please the whole house knows you've got daddy issues," Warren rolled his eyes.

I sat down on a bench, "Oh."

Warren sighed sitting down next me, "Look we've all got parent issues I mean you know how my mom is."

"How could I not?" I said sarcastically.

Warren lifted up his eyebrow.

"Sorry," I mumbled.

"Look were stuck together no matter how much we try to reason with our parents so shouldn't we try? Warren asked.

No. I don't want to. I want to be with Sam. Before realizing what Warren was doing his lips connected to mine. I quickly slid back and slapped him. Man I've been really violent lately.

"What was that for?" Warren yelled.

"Hello, why do you think?" I said standing up, "You don't just all a suddenly kiss a girl especially one you don't talk too or have anything to do with."

Warren sighed frustrated, "Your right, but I thought I should see if we had any sparks."

"Oh." I stood still worried, "And?"

"You slapped me so I don't know," Warren pointed out.

I sat down, regretting the next words coming out of my mouth, "Then kiss me again."

Warren stared at me quizzically, "Are you serious?"

I shrugged but inside I was screaming; run away.

"Your not going to slap me?" Warren asked.

I shook my head no. Warren leaned in kissing me again. Nothing I felt nothing. Please tell me he felt the same way. Warren pulled away his eyes baring into mine.

"No fireworks," Warren said disappointed.

I looked at him quizzically now.

Warren looked at my confused look, "I've just always thought the girl I'd fall in love with would make fireworks go off inside me. I know it sounds silly."

I smiled I guess we have something in common, "It's not silly I get it."

We sat in silence for a minute before either of us spoke.

"Now what?" Warren asked.

"No clue," I answered. I took his hand in mine, "We'll figure something out."

Warren gave a weak smile.

I smiled back nudging him with my shoulder, "You know you're not so bad when you don't talk so rude."

Warren nudged me back, "And it's nice to know you're not mute."

I pushed him off the bench, "Ha, ha you're hilarious."

"And your abusive," Warren said rubbing his side.

I smiled I guess he's not so horrible after all.

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Yeah I know it's short. Hope you enjoyed. Picture of Bianca Kennish at the top