Thomas Sangster (a collection of short stories)

Forced marriage

Your POV
I hate school. I sighed ,gently banging my head on the steering wheel. I turned on the ignition before driving off to satan's hell hole or so called high school.

I parked my car on my usual spot. Grabbing my bag,closed the door as I walked towards the building. 2 more months ,I reminded myself, until I graduate.

I arrived in front of my locker ,opening it before stuffing in my gym bag. The hallways were empty, Late as usual. I walked through the deserted hallway as I came near the corner, bumping into someone. "For fucks sake watch where your'e going slut" I hear a familiar voice. I look up to see Thomas Sangster ,the biggest asshole in school. I regained my balance before letting out an insult "faggot" I say with a straight face before walking away ,I tucked both my hands in my pockets. I was wearing Adidas joggers and a not so tight inner long sleeve. It was Friday and I honestly had nothing decent to wear but this.

School went by normally. I was now at home in my bedroom. Laying down on my bed, earphones on my eyes closed; just thinking...

A loud knock on the door caught me off guard, I glanced at my phone; it was already 6 pm. "Fuck" I shouted "I mean come in". My mom walked in my room and started "what did I told you about not using any foul language in my household young lady" she leaned on the door frame. "Just-ugh mom what do you want?" I rolled to the opposite side of the bed.

"Remember when I told about our family tradition? About your arranged wedding? Well he's here, downstairs".

"Wait.What? Mom I'm still 17 I can't get married. This must be a joke" I quickly pulled the duvet over my head.

"Y/n it can't be helped and you know that we've talked about this before. I expect you to be downstairs with decent clothes and attitude in 5 minutes" my mom retorted while leaving, shutting the door behind her.

FUCK. I can't believe this is happening me marrying Thomas, that dumbass manwhore son of a bitch. I can't I despise him too much, but my mom was right it can't be helped I have to do this.

I sigh in defeat. I managed to force myself to get out of bed and got ready. I picked a decent dress ,I tied my hair into a messy bun and ran downstairs.

Thomas' parents, my mom and Thomas himself were at the living room. I faked a smile.

"Hello darling ,how are you?" Tasha, Thomas' mom, began as she stood up hugging me. "I'm doing well ma'am" I uttered , we released out of each other's touch as I shook Mark's hand,Thomas' dad, standing beside Tasha "nice to see you y/n" his voice was raspy. I could only fake a smile in response.

Meanwhile Thomas was standing at the corner being the creep he is.

"Thomas darling why don't you go upstairs with y/n while we settle things" Tasha instructs. For fucking fucks sake.

We do as she says and both went in my bedroom, I jumped on my bed sighing.

"You know I don't agree to this" he began.

"Well no shit" I mocked.

"You should at least respect your future husband". Future husband? This guy must be balls deep.

"I may have agreed to this bullshit ,but I am most certainly not going to treat you like my husband nor anything, don't get your hopes up asshole".

"And I was thinking the same thing"

"Fuck you dickhead"

"Fuck you too"

Moments later my mom called us downstairs ,again.

"We will held your wedding tomorrow!" my mom squeals in excitement, "wait, what?" Thomas protested, "your honeymoon will be on Paris the city of love, Tasha and I already booked an hotel for you two".

I can't believe it, I'm getting married to the person I detest the most.

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The wedding went great. There were only quite a few audience mostly relatives.

Thomas and I just arrived in our hotel in Paris. Mom said we'll be staying here for 1 week.

I placed my luggage beside the bed, Thomas doing the same. I sigh before diving on the bed , as of right now I couldn't care less if Thomas was in the room I'm tired and all I wanted to do is sleep.

I woke the next day, the room was brightly lit. I stretched my arms when I felt someone beside me, it was Thomas ,his face looks angelic this way I caught myself smiling as I mentally slapped my face out of it.

I jumped out of bed and went to the bathroom. I took a quick shower and went to kitchen to look for something edible,there was nothing, no food to be found. I cussed under my breath.

I quickly grabbed my coat and sling bag ,slipped on my vans and went out.

I roamed around the city of Paris , this place is lovely, I'll give it that. There are numerous amount of people here and there.

I ended up in a small bakery 20 minutes away from the hotel. I ordered a slice of poilâne loaf and a cup of coffee. I left a tip on the table before leaving the place. I put on my earphones and started walking. I honestly did not want to go back to the hotel, so I decided to take a stroll at the park.

It was getting dark, the sun is almost set. Damn I've been out for 6 hours. I glance at my surroundings to see no one but me walking alone at the park.
I'm used to this back at home I'd stay up until 7 pm strolling around the suburb city.

Moments later I hear leaves crunching from behind. As I glanced at my rear I see a couple of guys slowly pacing up to me. Fuck I never thought these kind of people existed here. My heart was beating uncontrollably. I started speed walking ,speed walking turned into running. I glanced one more time, they were gone. I stopped to catch my breath resting my hands on my knees, still facing backwards to where I came from.

When I finally regained strength I turned forwards. Seconds later my vision was blurry and spinning before I blacked out.

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HEY LOVELIES THIS WAS A LONG STORY . Ehe sorry I ended it on a cliff hanger. Hope you like it. This actually took some time and effort to right.

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