Forced In Marriage

"Evie! Are you still there??" I heard my best friend's voice on the other end of the phone talking to me."Yeah, Lora. I'm here" I almost whispered through my sobs."So... what happened girl. It better be serious because I canceled a manicure session for you" Lora said seriously.She is a very witty girl, from an extraordinarily rich family as well. Her dad, Ian Grand, is one of my father's good friends. They were best friends all their lives and helped each other no matter what. Lora has brown hair and hazel eyes. Her mom is a fashion designer, and we model for her from time to time. Lora and I were raised together, and we are and will be best friends for the rest of our lives."Actually, I was thinking you could come over," I said, my voice weak from crying."Oh, Evie... What's wrong?" Lora said."The thing is that something bad happened. Like bad. And I really need you I cannot go through this alone. " I said with a broken voice and start

I tried to open my eyes but the light was too much to handle. I felt my body ache...My arms, my legs, not to mention my abdomen. It felt like a hundred needles were piercing my entire body.I tried harder and harder and I eventually managed to move my eyelids, the light was too bright but I opened them. I had to...I looked around. I was definitely not in my bedroom...The place around me looked like a hospital. The walls, as well as the floor, are white. There are curtains in a light shade of blue covering the window. A chair is beside me but there's no one there... I look at my body and my hands are full of cables connected with all kinds of machinery. On the screens, there are strange numbers and measurements and a steady beeping fills the room.Even though my body is so tired and heavy I have to get up and get the hell out of here... During the last year, I had developed a fear of hospitals... Not the best experiences... Not after what happened...&nbs

The moment Evie's words left her mouth, I felt devastated. And on top of that, her parents agreed with that man, Lockwood, and now not only does she have to marry him, but also, she is to believe that they are in love and willingly engaged! What makes me even more frustrated is the fact that I can't do anything about it! I was walking up and down the corridor of the hospital trying to figure something out. What if I kidnapped her? "Whatever you're thinking I'm pretty sure it won't work. Not when you frown that much…" I heard a voice behind me and turned around fast enough to get myself a nasty cramp. I eyed the man in front of me. He had the typical playboy image, styled hair, designer clothes, and a smirk that makes you feel weak in the knees. If I didn't know better I would say he was a good guy, but Jordan Black was far from it. "Jordan, right?" I looked at Alexander's friend who was smirking at me. "Yes indeed. And you are? I don't

I was walking down a dark alley and then suddenly a shadow appeared out of nowhere. He lunged at me but I kicked him and started running. I ran and I ran but there was never an end to this hell. Another figure appeared and tried to do the same. I continued running and I looked behind me for a brief moment. Big mistake... The two figures approached me rapidly when I fell on something or actually someone hard. I looked up and I screamed at the top of my lungs. This can't be happening to me. The man held me strongly in his arms. "Leon, let me go! Please..." I said but my voice broke and it came out more like a whisper. "Not a chance sweetheart. You killed me! Now it's my turn!" he growled through his teeth. I looked at him. At the man I once loved... he had changed so much. He had a huge scar on his left cheek and instead of his kind and warming smile he had an evil grin plastered on his face.

I was sitting on my bed relishing the calm that was in the house.My date with Jordan was a few days ago. He took me to a restaurant, and we actually had a good time. I honestly did not expect him to be so easygoing and fun. "And then Xander kicked the door open and left the entire meeting shocked!" he finished his story. We were sharing stories about our friends."No way!" I was laughing so hard. Thank god we were in a more secluded room, or else the entire restaurant would be looking at me funnily."What about you? No fun stories?" he asked and after looking back at mine and Evie's lives, I replied with a story of my own."Well, there was this one time, when Evie and I were really young, and she was over at our place with her parents. We didn't have much fun back then, because our parents -mostly hers- were obsessed with 'proper manners'" I said imitating Helen Harrison as best as I could, "and we neve