Escapism Of The Lunatics

10 | Hooked

"Do you love Peter?"

My eyes went down from the others and to Frankie, my shoulders tensed, "Wh-what?"

"When you marry someone it's because you love them."

I gulped and looked to the others. They didn't say anything and expected me to explain myself. I crouched down to Frankie, "Yes, we have feeling towards one another, so we decided to get engaged."

Deep down lying didn't feel so good, but I knew what was best if I wanted my plan to work.

Frankie tilted his head, "What's that?"

I mustered a forced smile, "We both intend on getting married very soon..." I almost whispered, "in a week."

I heard Thomas scoff and I furrowed my brows at him, "What's that supposed to mean?"

Thomas spoke with an annoyed tone, "A wedding? Really? You're a child."

Although I planned to tell him the truth; I expected him to think better of me, "A child? I'm completely old enough to make my own decisions and-"

He stormed up to me and interrupted, "No you're not. I know you have this picture perfect idea of getting married and having a happily ever after, but this is bullshit. I know you're naive, but you can't possibly be this dumb."

How dare he call me naive! I looked at him with full on rage, "I am not naive and you are not my parent to be judging my choices. Don't be an dick, I'll do whatever I want and you can't stop me."

He lifted a brow, "I'm the dick? Say's the dumb slut that married a guy he just met."

I pointed my finger, "You don't know anything." I was referring to my plan, but Thomas took it the wrong way.

"I don't know anything? Fine. I hope you're happy with him. But when he hurts you, don't expect me to pick up the pieces like I always do."

I scowled, "Fuck you." And stormed off.

I heard Thomas shout, "Well fuck you too."

So I flipped him off as I left the clearing. I needed to clear my head. I followed the path, down to the nearest stream and once I reached it, I took a deep breath. A lot had happened today.

I can't believe he called me that! Did he really think I was so dumb to marry Peter without second thought? Even if I did, he isn't in charge of me, I can make my own choices. I don't need his opinions. I can do this by myself. He was so sweet to me this morning and I can understand that it was a shock to him to found out I was getting married. But if he knew me well enough, then he would've realised I had a plan behind this. Maybe Thomas and I shouldn't be together.

After putting my hair down from a pony tail, I kneeled down and washed my face. Suddenly a trig snapped behind me. Without question, I knew who it was. So I didn't even bother to turn around as I spoke, "Peter, I'm not in the mood to talk right now."

"That's a shame." My body tensed at the unfamiliar voice and I immediately turned around.

Hook was looking directly at me and I spoke, "What are you doing here?"

"Just... strolling, its been a while since I've been on land... and I needed a drink alone." He pulled out a small flask. "Care to join?"

"I don't drink." I gazed at the mysterious bottle.

"It's rum, not poison. But some say the two are the same thing." He walked closer enough so that we were two feet apart.

"Like I said, I don't drink." I insisted, although another side was tempted to try.