It's been fourteen years since you've seen Tom Holland, your best friend from childhood. He was about to become King, and he needed to find a Queen. Your adopted family had struck a deal for an arranged marriage for one of their daughters. Your step...
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I was currently sitting in my room, along with my friends preparing for the movie. Everyone had showed up, except Tom. We had many ideas where he might be but none of us were certain. Haz had offered to go look for him, but I declined his offer. If anyone was to find him, it would be me.
I turned the corner of the hallway, and what caught my eye astonished me. He lied. I don't think he ever intended to come. Tom was currently laughing and chatting with Hailey. There they were arm and arm, with big smiles on their faces. Tom was walking her to her room, and he grabbed her hands. He was going to kiss them.
Fucking bastard.
I turned to my right, and I saw a bowl full of fruit. I was raged, I was angry. In one motion I picked up an apple and threw it at their hands to part them. I heard Hailey scream, as they turned around to face me. Tom looked stunned, after all he was caught in the act.
As he was walking towards me, I grabbed another apple and threw it right at his face. It hit him right between the eyes. That would definitely leave a mark, but it serves him right.
It threw Tom off balance, and he fell back onto the floor. I grabbed the last apple, and I was debating on throwing the last one at his nether reigons. Instead I just shrugged to myself, and kept it. I'm going to eat it.
I was completely satisfied with my actions, so I turned around and made my way back to my room. I heard yelling come from behind me, but I ignored them. I knew exactly who it was, and I didn't want to talk to him. However when he grabbed my wrist forcefully and made me face him I didn't really have a choice.
"What do you want?" I snapped.
"What the hell was that for?" He asked.
"You promised to come and hang out, and you fucking lied to me. We waited for two hours! I come out here and not only did I figure out you never intended to come but you are hanging out with that whore."
"Y/N come on." He pleaded. "Surely you understand I have to get to know them, if I have to marry one of them."
"If anybody understands I do, but I would never lie intentionally to cover up my own actions. Especially to my best friend." I replied. I turned around and started walking away. I was so done with him.
"Look I can have any girl I want, but you'll always be my best friend. I know you'll always be there so I thought you'd forgive me." Tom admitted.
"Any girl?" I laughed. "Yeah not when you treat them like this."
"Are you jealous?"
"Jealous?" I scoffed. "Why would I be jealous when you're a fucking bastard. One thing you should know is to never play with your friends like they're dolls. They won't always be around if you treat them like shit."
"I'm sorry." He mumbled.
"Sorry doesn't cut it. Just leave me alone." I sighed.
"If I had known-"
"Then you would've done what? Not hang around that bitch? The one who gives me hell everyday, and treats me like a slave. Not that you'd know because obviously you're to invested in her to realize." I yelled. "Go to hell, Tom."
When those last words released from my mouth, it looked like he was wounded. He obviously was hurt, but I was too. I couldn't take the words back that I said that were laced with venom. I don't need someone who lies to me. I've already had enough deception in my life, the last I need is to have it from my best friend.
I made it back to my room, and slammed the door shut. I ran my hands through my hair in frustration, all to which my friends look concerned. I blew it off, and didn't say another word that night. I was too angry to care.
