Arranged marriage

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         I wiped my tears away and went back inside. I closed the sliding doors and there was a knock on the door. I groaned and walked over opening the door.

       "Hey, kitty." Wyatt grinned and I jumped in his arms.

       "Your such a dick!"

        "Well, I said I'd be back didn't I?" He laughed. I smiled back and laughed along.

       "I missed you so much." I sighed and hugged him again.

       "So, while I was away you got married?" He raised an eyebrow at me.

        "Yeah."

         "Were you crying?" He cupped up my cheek and looked deep into my eyes.

          "Sila, can we talk?" Jay came out of the kitchen and smiled. "What's up, booger?"

          "You got married to, Jay?!" Wyatt asked. Jay had a huge grin on his face as he looked at Wyatt. "If I remember, last time you talked to me about him. You said you'd rather cut your tongue out then let him kiss you with his."

       "I still go by that, at the moment." I glared at Jay and he put his head down.

        "Sila, look I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to say that. I...I was just...jealous." Jay pouted and I sighed.

       "What the hell did you say to her?" Wyatt snapped at Jay. Wyatt and I had been best friends since the first year of high school. He moved a year ago and now he's back.

         "I apologized and that's all you need to know." Jay glared Wyatt. Wow...they really don't like each other.

"Did he bribe you to marry him?" Wyatt barked.

"What the hell is both your problems? Calm the hell done before I stop talking to both of you. Or on Jay's case continue not to talk to him." I shot both a look and then both of them sighed.

"Can I talk to you in the kitchen...please?" Jay sighed and I looked back at Wyatt.

"Wyatt come in and sit down, I'll be back in a sec." He walked in and sat on the couch pulling out his phone. I walked into the kitchen and Jay followed. "You have five." He started to pace around the kitchen playing with his hair.

"Look...I'm really sorry. I fucked up really bad." He really hurt me this time...should I just forgive him? This is why I have trust issues.

"Three minutes and forty-eight seconds."

"God, your serious." He sighed.

"No shit, Sherlock."

"I messed up, really bad and I know that I'm an asshole. You don't deserve to be treated like this. Hell, I don't deserve you...look, Sila. I'm all sorts of fucked up. I'm insecure and I have horrible trust issues thanks to my dick of a dad. But I get so scared that I'll lose you to some blue hair fucktard. I love you so much I wish I didn't cause all I do is harm you, but I can't help it." He walked up to me and cupped my hands in his. "I'm such a dick and I know it. I promise you that I'm gonna change but please just give me some time..."

I hesitated and sighed. "Fine. But Jay, this is your last chance. One more strike and your out." He sighed in relief and hugged me tightly.

"Thank you so much!" He exclaimed and kissed my cheek.

"Yeah, whatever. Now stop being an ass to Wyatt too."

"But-"

"No buts! Move along fuckboy." I secretly smiled and walked out of the kitchen.