For Benefits

3

Type's P.O.V:

"WHAT?" I yelled angrily.

I couldn't believe what I just heard they are asking me to marry a man?

A man?

A MAN?

"Type please calm down ok? We aren't forcing you into anything we are just talking about our options to get the hotel back" My mother said patting my shoulder.

I glared at them at that moment I don't care if I sound rude there's no way in hell I'm going to do that.

"But if we try to work hard to buy the hotel then we might work for the rest of our lives because we lost our main business" My father said sighing.

This plan isn't going to work on me they always do that when they are trying to convince me to do something I'm not interested in.

"I'm not going to go with this plan it's crazy" I said.

"But dear imagine how hard our life is going to be if we don't get our business back" My mother said.

She had a point...wait Type what are you thinking focus you shouldn't agree with that remember?

I shook my head.

"NO" I said angrily and went upstairs to my room.

Normal P.O.V:

Type's parents were still downstairs thinking about another way to get their business back when a car parked in front of their house.

A man wearing a suit came out of the car and knocked on the door.

Type's father opened.

"Hello sir I'm here as a representative of the new owners to set a date for your evacuation" The man in the suit said.

"Can we discuss this probably with the new owners please?" Type's father asked.

The man nodded and gave him a business card.

"The office address is written here you can come visit after setting a date with the secretary" The man in the suit said.

Type's father nodded and thanked the man before he left.

"Well they seem like nice people right?" Type's mother said.

"Yes it's a good thing they are well known otherwise we would have had problems in getting information about them" Type's father said.

"Well what should we do now?" Type's mother asked.

Type's father sighed and shook his head.

"I don't know" He said.

Type's P.O.V:

I locked the door to my room and kept the key with me if there's no way to get the hotel back then so be it I'm not getting married.

I kept thinking of ways to cancel the whole thing until eventually I fell asleep.

I woke up to the sound of knocking on my bedroom door.

"Hey Type wake up come eat breakfast with us" I heard my mother say from behind the door.

"No I'm not hungry" I said still angry at them.

"Your friend Khom is here" She said in a sing song voice.

"I don't want to eat I'm not hungry" I said.

I heard her sigh then she left.

Normal P.O.V:

A car parked in front of the house and a young man came out.

The young man walked to the door and rang the bell then waited for someone to open the door.

Type's father opened the door and smiled at the young man.

"Hello sir my name is Tharn I came here because my family wants me to discuss something with you" The young man said smiling.

Type was eating breakfast and talking to Khom when his mother asked him to come down.

Type's P.O.V:

"Type come down now someone is here to see you" I heard my mother say from downstairs.

My eyes widened knowing that I'm doomed as I looked at Khom.

"Khom go down instead of me pretend that you're me ok?" I whisper yelled.

"What? are you crazy?" He whispered back.

"No I'm not just buy me some time ok?" I whispered glaring at him.

"And what's next I'm going to get married instead of you?" He whispered.

"No I'm escaping now go" I whispered.

We glared at each other for a minute then he sighed and left the room.

I grabbed a duffel bag and stuffed some of my clothes and money inside.

Then grabbed a baseball pat and stood by the door.

Khom's P.O.V:

I went downstairs as I was told.

"Hello you must be Tharn right?" I asked cheerfully.

The young man nodded and smiled.

"I'm sorry my friend was doing something when you arrived that's why I couldn't come down immediately" I said trying to keep up the act.

"It's no problem" Tharn said.

Just then Type's mother came from the kitchen.

"Khom? What are you doing? Where's Type?" She asked confused.

Tharn looked at us confused.

"What? You mean this isn't Type?" He asked confused.

Type's mother nodded.

"TYPE COME DOWN RIGHT NOW" Type's father yelled.

"NO" He yelled back.

"Ummm...is there a problem?" Tharn asked.

Type's parents sighed and shook their heads.

"No that's just our son being childish" Type's mother said.

"Come on I'll lead you to his room" Type's father said.

Tharn followed them to Type's room.

Holy Shit I better call an ambulance.

Type's P.O.V:

"Type open the door" I heard an unfamiliar voice say from behind the door.

I quickly grabbed a bed sheet and unfolded it then I put the bag beside me so that I can quickly run for it.

"NO" I yelled angrily.

"Your mother gave me a spare key to your room open the door or I'll open it myself" The strange voice said.

That treacherous mother.

"OPEN THE DOOR AND YOU'LL REGRET IT" I yelled.

"Fine then" He said before the door swung open.

I threw the bed sheet over him then grabbed the baseball pat and swung it down on his back hard enough to make him fall then I punched him hard in the guts.

"I told you open the door and you'll regret it" I said.

Then I grabbed my bag and ran out of the house.