Arranged Marriage to a Jerk with a Black Harley? Uh. No. Chapter 1

My choices are minimal.

Either I run away, live on the streets without any money and end up looking like someone from Planet Of The Apes… or, I get married to the person I hate most in my entire life.

What would you do?

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Chapter 1

Darren

All I needed were some triple A batteries for my MP3 player. Counting the fact that Walgreens was only two blocks away, the only sensible thing to do would be to walk.

“Mom, I’m going to Walgreens!” I yelled as I was grabbing my Black converse off the mat near the front door. I knew my mother didn’t mind me going because by now in my life, she had given me full responsibility for my own actions.

Or so I thought.

I already was out of high school, graduating with a 3.0.

So I’m not the smartest person but hey, I passed.

My mom figured that a seventeen year old girl out of school is basically an adult though my 18th birthday doesn’t appear until the end of may, and at this point, my birthday was long gone. It was August. Not quite still Summer, but here in Kern, California, the heat was still as if it were June. And I know your wondering how I could possibly have graduated when my birthday says I should still be a junior. Well that beats me. All I know is that some guy by the name of George had a talk with Principle Thorne and now I was done with school, ready to live my own life.

I don’t really know about college yet. I’ll give it a year or two and maybe I’ll figure out what I want to do, but right now, I’m clueless.

After pulling on my converse, I walked out the door to be blinded by the bright sun.

When I got to the Walgreens by my house, who knew there would be three boozed up guys looking for trouble?

Who knew I would end up surrounded by them?

And who knew the biggest jerk I knew would be there with his black beauty of a motor-cycle saying,

“Get on.”

“Darren, what the hell are you doing here?!” I yelled as I looked back and forth from the three middle aged men surrounding me to the high school drop-out of Kern high.

I’m guessing Darren wasn’t here to ask questions because he pushed his body off his bike, and furiously pushed past the Three Drunken Stooges. Grabbing hold of my elbow forcefully, Darren pulled me to his motor-cycle.

“Get on.” He ordered once again but still I protested until he took a look at me that I swear, was burning a hole through my head.

I did as I was told and he took a seat in front of me giving me a quick “Hold on.” before we were speeding away. I let out a yelp and wrapped my arms quickly around his torso, at the time not giving a rat’s arse if he was uncomfortable or not. When he pulled up to my house, I stumbled off the bike with a,

“Are you crazy?! You could have killed me the way you were driving!”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know you wanted to be raped and possible killed by three guys!” he defended himself. This is usually how it was with us. If we weren’t fighting then we weren’t by each other. That is just how things work.

When I started to walk up the front porch to my door, Darren followed me and I gave him a “What the hell, go away!” look. His jaw clenched and his facial expression became angry.

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“Look I don’t like this as much as you do but your going to have to deal with it, just like I am.” I had no clue what he was talking about. “, so just play along and lets get this over with.”

I chose not to say anything back to him and, terrified that he would yell at me if I objected, allowed him to twine his fingers in mine as he took out a key….. To My House!, and open the door. My mother was going to get hell when this dude leaves me alone.

If he leaves me alone.

He pulled me into the house once the door was fully open and threw a loving smile on his face for my mother who at the time was in the kitchen sitting at the table and talking to someone on the phone.

“I found her..” He looked at me with that same charming, loving smile, but in his eyes I could sense the words “Play along or else.”.

I smiled at my mother and mumbled a “Yeah.” as Darren pulled me into a warm hug, kissing my forehead.

“Aw aren’t you two cute!” my mother screeched. “Go upstairs and pack the rest of your stuff so you can get ready to go.”

I gave Darren a puzzled look but he just smiled at my mother and nodded, pulling me to the hallway going to the stairs. As soon at we reached the stairs, I snatched my hand out of his a hissed a “Okay, that’s enough. Your going to explain what’s going on and your going to explain it now.” I crossed my arms and looked at him officially pissed off.

“I don’t have to explain anything to you.” he rolled his eyes at me and walked up the stairs to my room.

I took the time to examine him, since I haven’t seen him since middle school and had only heard about him from neighborhood gossip. He had slightly bronze hair that was long enough for him to run his hands through, but not enough to tie up. His hair curled a bit at the ends and his roots were black, though I knew that he didn’t dye his hair because I’ve known him since kindergarten.

Darren had green hazel eyes and perfect skin, that went along with his perfect hair, perfect body and even his perfect teeth.

Then I noticed that Darren was now out of my sight, so I ran up the steps to my room, finding him going through my drawers and putting my bra’s and underwear into a duffle bag.

“What the hell do you think your doing!?” I exploded as he held up a pair of lacey black underwear.

“What the hell did you think you were doing trying to buy sexy underwear when no one is going to see you in them.” He examined my underwear and I snatched them out of his hands along with the duffle bag.

“Shut up…” I mumbled as I started to continue his job.

I heard the springs on my bed, so I figured he was sitting on my bed.

“So apparently our parents have arranged us to get married next year.” I was about to scream for my mother, but he interrupted me, “It’s no use.. I tried convincing my dad that it wasn’t a good Idea but he said that this had been arranged and settled from before we were even born so we might as well deal with it.” He laid back in my bed and crossed his arms over his chest, closing his eyes. “Oh yeah,” he continued “We’re also suppose to continue my family name” He smirked to himself as he heard my reply which sounded a bit like,

“EW! AS IF I WOULD EVER SLEEP WITH YOU!” Then his smirk disappeared from his face and he sat up to look at me.

“Oh don’t even act like you won’t enjoy that part.” He licked his lips, sexily trying to get me to give in but I was far from it.

“Oh, wouldn’t you like that…” I ignored his gesture and continued to pack my underwear into the duffle bag. Then I felt gentle fingers gliding up and down my back and Darren’s minty breath on my ear. I stopped and resisted the urge to shiver.

“So you don’t want me?” He whispered into my ear, and gently nibbled on it. “I want you…”