chapter fifteen - "its been a while."

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i woke up the next morning with a pounding headache. it was my first night back in town and i already went to a party. im not really much of a party guy.. but to be honest i had fun. at least as far as i know. i don't remember most of what happened.

i got up, took some pills then got dressed and ready for the day. my family decided to move away from the mine to do other things. my stepfather owns a huge business and they're looking into some arranged marriage thing? i don't know. i'm not really down for it but i can't exactly say no to them.

they took me in when i had no one.. i kind of owe them my whole life.

anyway, today we will be meeting possible candidates for my 'future wife'. damn. i'm eighteen years old and i'm meeting my possible future wife today - that's crazy. i'm too young for this shit.

it was now noon, the day was just beginning. my parents had set up these speed dates. i would get ten minutes to talk to a girl. no matter who i liked they would be choosing who i be with.. which was kind of pointless. if they wanted to pick who i marry why do i have to be there?

about an hour has gone by, i've met with around five girls - my parents loved this one girl, annabelle. she was okay but i wouldn't personally choose to marry her. it's okay though there's still a bunch more girls i have to get through before the final decision is made.

suddenly i was snapped out of my thoughts when i seen her.. briar anne. i smiled at the sight of her. she looked the same - yet so different.. but her beautiful eyes haven't changed one bit. they're there colour of the ocean.. and so easy to get lost into.

"myles?" she said nervously, sitting down.

"briar anne," i replied, smiling. thats when it hit me. last night, at the party.. i remember seeing her. i remember kissing her. or maybe it want her.. but looking at her now i feel like it was.

"it's been a while."

"yeah like a few hours?" i asked, hopefully to get a response to my own question in my mind. did i kiss her last night or did i make it up?

"try like a year," she laughed a little.

i sighed quietly to myself. it must've been some other girl. oh well, the speed date continued and it was okay. we didn't really talk about much.

by the end of the day, my parents decided that i would marry annabelle, she would be my wife by the end of next year. it's not that i hated the idea of marrying her.. it just didn't feel right. i barely knew her, i didn't even know if i loved her. however i did know that i didn't like not being able to control who i can and can't be with.

but i don't really have a say. at the end of the day i just need to go by what my parents wishes are.. and right now they want money. so i'm going to give it to them.

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