It's a Sunday today and I was planning on making it a 'sleep until monday' day as they say if it wasn't for my mom calling me early in the morning and demanding to see me.

"good morning. " I greeted my family as I entered the house and made my way towards them, my parents along with my three sisters and brother. as they all sat in the living room discussing something.

"good morning, we have something to tell you. " my father said obviously not beating around the Bush, something he was always known for, as I sat down in front of them and waited patiently for them to tell me.

"we arranged a marriage for you with my friend's son, it started with a business deal and we wanted to seal it with your marriage. " he explained and I had no words to even react to it, especially that he's the one to tell me about it, all I could do is nod. not to mention that this is a statement more than asking for my opinion so even if they ask me if I agree to it the only right answer is 'I agree'. and I was always too scared of my father to even think about doing it this time around.

"the engagement will be next week and the wedding the week after, and we already discussed about a day for you two to meet before the engagement party too. " I again nodded silently without meeting his gaze, nor anyone's of them.

"are you okay with it Abigail? do you agree? " my mom asked the awaited question that I was already repeating its answer over and over in my head mentally practicing it to avoid saying the wrong thing.

"I agree. " I answered simply and looked up noticing the satisfaction in their faces as they all looked at each other. and just like that our conversation ended so I excused myself leaving to go home again.

you'd be confused as why did I agree that easily, simple, ever since I was young and among all of my siblings I was always the only one that they intervened with her decisions, I was always more pressured and they had always some specific expectations from me that they didn't have for the others too, not that I was smarter by any chance, nor was I their favorite.

but at the end of day I always learned something, and the best solution for this is to agree with them. they actually discussed my marriage when I was younger, I was always closed up to myself and cold towards people that I barely had any friends and having a relationship was never one of my plans, so they decided when I'm 27 yo and if I didn't find someone for myself they'd do it for me.

they chose finance for me as a profession too so my soon-to-be-husband being his business partner's son and a business man as well isn't at all surprising, they planned it already. not that I don't trust their choice though, I'm sure they chose someone they'd be proud to be their son-in-law, I just know how things go for them.

but I low-key, no not low-key, I'm high-key disappointed, because at least for this one I was hopeful that they wouldn't really intervene and would leave it as a mere thought, but how wrong I was, I'm getting married in two weeks with someone I don't know and probably would hate too.

and that's something I forgot to mention. I'm a misomaniac which simply means I hate almost everyone without a logical reason as to why, I have depression, anxiety and trust issues, a heavy package right? I'm not crazy though I promise, just some consequences of a rough childhood and unfortunate experiences. still my parents know nothing about it, they just call me crazy from time to time without actually meaning it literally and they even threatened to take me to a psychologist frequently which in the end never happened so I took matters to my own hands and secretly found one on my own.

okay back to the main topic, as soon as I reached home I received a text with everything I need to know about the guy I'll get married to and when and where to meet him. I wasn't interested in anything except for the arranged 'date' because I have to meet him, and his name since it's the least I should know about him. David Parker, such a common name I wonder how would he be.

today is the day I meet David, it's actually kind of weird to call him by his name but ' my soon to be husband' is kind of long too, so I'm sticking with this one for now.

it was a coffee date so I didn't need to wake up early, and since I wasn't that excited neither did I anticipate it I didn't need to think too hard about what I should wear to impress him just proper enough outfit that I would wear for any other first arranged meeting. my usual make up and let loose my shoulder length brown hair and I was good to go.

reaching our meeting place a waitress showed me the table, and just as I thought he wasn't there yet, I waited for about twenty minutes before I ordered some coffee for myself, I was in my second cup scrolling through my phone when he finally decided to show up.

"miss white. " he greeted as he stood in front of me, I looked up at him putting down my phone.

"Mr. Parker. " I acknowledged him making no attempt to stretch my hand for a handshake if he wasn't respectful to do it first, and no need to confirm he didn't, what a disappointment he's choosing the hard way with this and I hate it, and him as well.

"apparently you chose to show up fashionably late Mr. Parker, didn't know guys do this too, but what should I say nowadays everything is out of order. " I mocked him taking a sip of my coffee as he sat in front of me glaring for more than a minute which is making me quite uncomfortable, I hate when someone looks at me without a reason for too long.

"and you ordered without waiting for me too miss Abigail. "

"my bad, I thought you went pass that stage the first thirty minutes of me waiting here and you being late without a proper excuse nor at least an apology, right?"

"I'm not here to answer your sarcastic remarks miss Abiagail-"

"White. " I corrected him. people I hate don't get to call me by my name it gets on my nerves for some reason. it's the second time and it's already bothering me, I guess he should count his moves around me from now on or none of us will be at peace the next time we meet.

"so as I was about to say miss WHITE, I'm here to discuss our so called arranged marriage and I don't want to waste my time and play around the bush nor do I want this marriage too, and frankly put I want you to reject this marriage. " hearing that I couldn't help but let out a humorless chuckle.

"your honesty is appreciated really, and to be honest from my part too I have the same feelings as you towards this marriage, but no I'm not going to reject it. "

"why not if you really want to? look miss White, I have priorities in my life and I have a lot of things that I'm not ready to sacrifice for a marriage with a sarcastic arrogant woman like you " hearing that I again chuckled.

"you're quite the funny guy Mr. Parker, but my attitude towards you is just what you're showing me, I never give more than I get especially when it comes to this, and if you're that unwilling and really appreciate your 'dreams' then man up and don't hide behind me to do your business. " he slammed the table in anger glaring daggers at me but I wasn't intimidated as I kept my cold gaze meeting his furious one taking another sip of my coffee.

"I again will be the mature one here and ignore your sarcastic remarks, so... these are my family's orders and I have my own reasons to not be able to refuse one of them is not upsetting them. "

"well I can agree with that, you're not the only one with a family behind you, and I won't make the sacrifice for the sake of some strangers' satisfaction. "

"it's not only for my satisfaction, but also yours, we both hate this and we both have our own dreams. "

"we do yes, but this marriage is an unrelatable subject to them don't you think? "

"I don't want to loose my freedom just to be tied with a stranger especially if that stranger is a sarcastic childish woman. " I took a deep breath to keep my anger in check as I held both my hands together squeezing them to stop them from shaking further.

"you claimed to be the 'mature' one earlier but I guess I'll have to disagree with you now, a thirty years old man who's still chasing his 'freedom', insulting a woman he doesn't know and trying to make her shoulder the responsibility to cancel the marriage he doesn't want and be the only one to blame just for his and his family's satisfaction and without considering her opinion or the disadvantage she'd be at, I think that's quite the opposite don't you think? " his anger seemed to flare more but before he got to saya anything I cut him off.

"if you want to get out of this marriage then fo it on your own, I'm not responsible of realising your wishes. " with that I stood up and took out some money from my purse and put it on the table which made him look at me confused.

"you weren't polite enough to show up in time so I guess I should pay my bill too, right? " I dmirked at him mockingly popping up an eyebrow and I knew he felt insulted, but he desereved it, no one gets to mess with me.

and just like that I left him behind as I made my way out and took a cab to get home. I don't have a car since I'm quite the scardy cat and will never drive, and I didn't want to use my family's money further to get a driver, it's not like they suggested anyway.

I was in my apartment in less than half an hour, I live alone in some high class appartment, I love pampering myself yes, it's all my money though, after high school I finished my studies abroad and after two years experience I came back here and took a job that pays me quite well and enough to spoil myself.

since my family is rich and my dad has his own company he suggested for me to work there, but I was fed up already with them butting in in everything in my life, they even choe the profession for me at least I get to choose where to work right?

that too my family never had high expectations for me, and even when they did they themselves never believed I'd meet them, so if I work there I doubt I'd get where I am now. since I know I'll always be under pressure and never trusted enough, and that too I hate the fact that all of the people there know that he's my father so he'll put me under watch more. and frankly put I want a peaceful professional life at least.

reaching home I texted my best friend Anna to come by my house, she's my only friend more, she were my classmate for like four years before we actually clicked together and became best friends, and despite the huge differences between us and choosing different professions we still kept in touch, and even when I cut all mu connections with people she was one of the few that were left.

and today I need to keep her up with what happened to me recently and it's absolutely nothing that I can tell over the phone, this is some serious shit that needs a girls night for it, maybe a sleepover or maybe go out and change the mood. though I'm not a big fan of it, she is, and once she decides on something she gets it by hook or by Crook, and I don't prefer the second one.

once I refused her offer and she locked me up in the bathroom for three hours with a short red dress to get ready and it was until I was done and took a picture and sent it to her that she finally opened the door for me, so I agree everytime so that at least I get to choose my dress on my own, a proper one that is.

"helooo. " she yelled as she walked into my house, and yes she has the keys.

"I'm in the kitchen!! " I yelled back and she was there in no time, she knows it's something serious if I refused to tell her over the phone.

"I'm getting married " I blurted out before she can say anything making her choke on her own saliva, this will be a long night.

it took me a while to explain to her everything that happened and to say that she was shocked is a huge understatement.

"his freedom? " she asked again for the this time and my answer was still the same.

"his freedom. " this time though we both burt out laughing.

"I mean how old is he? " she asked after calming down a little bit.

"thirty. " I said as we both burst out laughing yet again.

"oh my god, that shit is funny, sounds more like what a thirteen years old would say, really immature. "

"that's what I said too. "

"you did. "

"you bet. "

"that's my girl. " we kept quiet for a while eating the snacks I brought out as both of us was in her own thoughts.

"well at end of the day your parents were true to their words. "

"yup. " I popped the p.

"and we're having a girls night out too. " she added making me groan.

"I'm mourning here, why would I go out? "

"to stop mourning. " she answered in a duh tone making me glare at her.

"we both know there's no way out for you from this unless he rejects the marriage which he won't do depending on what happened earlier, and you can't mourn for the rest of your life too so your only solution is a night out with your bff to get your mind out of this shit. " as she said the last part she pulled me up from my seat and dragged me along with her to my room to get ready, which I did obediently, I already told you how dangerous she can be.

as of now, we're standing out of a new club she discovered this morning from Instagram while she was scrolling down her feed and according to her new club, new experience. and let me tell you that it's absolutely not, it's the same loud music with the same disgusting smell of Sweat mixed with alcohol, with a lot of bodies sticking together in the dancing floor and disgusting couples at the corner, same thing every time.

and as usual while she made her way between those sweaty people to dance I sat at the bar sipping on my non-alcoholic cocktail watching her, that's another thing she tends to do, if she notices that I'm not watching her it would be the death of me, as she's scared that someone would make a move on her and I'll be her savior, I don't know what made her think I'm that strong physically to do so since I can't even push through these people to get to her but that's what she believes, she always says that I'm the scariest when I'm angry and she's sure I'd be angry if someone made a move on her without her willingness.

as u was watching her I felt someone sitting on the stool next to me that I obviously ignored, but he's shameless enough to not get the message.

"need a company? " I again ignored his question acting as if I didn't hear anything turning to the bar tender to ask for a refill, but as he put it in front of me the rude guy from earlier pushed it away slightly putting whatever he ordered for me in its stead. making me close my eyes to control my anger qs I heard him speak.

"I don't think your drink is suitable enough for such a lovely night. " I was about to give him a peace of my mind but an arm flopping around my shoulders stopped me from doing so.

"you promised to watch me but you didn't, so your punishment is to come along with me this time. " Anna pulled me to my feet and before I got to say anything the guy from earlier now that I look at him is drunk, grabbed my arm stopping her standing next to me. and to say I was disgusted is nothing compared to what I'm feeling right now.

"this little chick decided to spend the rest of the night with me and have a little fun, continue your dance session while we continue where we sto-" I cut him off with a kick on his private part making him drop to his knees leaving my hand.

"I'll leave you to it, I'm sure you can take care of that alone. " I heard a couple chuckles making me look up to see the source, two of them being Anna and the bartender, the other ones though were from David along with two of his friends I guess and some chicks, three to be exact. making some surprised faces like they saw the most violent thing in their lives. though the other two guys were laughing and David seemed angry.

the guy stood up shakingly but obviously angry trying to get back at me with a punch, David was about to intervene but I raised my leg once again and kicked him, a kick that will cause him a trauma hopefully, since this time I can even see tears at the corner of his eyes.

"stand up again if you want a third, but I promise the next time around I'll make sure it's of no use anymore. " I warned him calmly hearing another fit of laughter from the same people.

my eyes met David's butbi ignored him like I've never saw him before and turned to Anna pulling my other arm away from her grasp.

"have fun along sticking to some disgusting sweaty bodies, I'll be waiting here. " without waiting for her answer I took a seat again sipping on my cold drink trying to keep my anger in check as I felt my hands starting to shake.

she knew better than to push her luck with me while I'm in this state so she sat back silently next to me waiting like an obedient child until some significant someone walked away. she tapped my shoulder making me look at her only to find her holding her laugh which changed my mood immediately, I knew what she was thinking about.

"freedom. " we both said together as we burst out laughing for the third time today and for the same reason, and the sudden change of my mood made that poor bar tender confused.

after that we didn't spend much tile before we drove back to my house, or more like she drove us, that guy ruined the night for us so we decided to watch some movies and continue our night in my house.

"and you're violent at it too." I received a text message suddenly making me roll my eyes at him, of course he got me number.

"keep your behavior in check, and think twice before you say something to me and you're safe. " I answered before blocking his number, there's absolutely no reason for us to keep on contact.

"you know that blocking my number isn't a solution right? you'll still have to talk to me as long as we're getting married unless you'll finally decide to cancel this marriage. " I received another text from another number and this time I turned off my phone completely to avoid further problems today. I won't let this pathetic guy get to me with his words, if he's really that confident better show it and put an end this mess on his own.