Clubbing and Schooling

You stupid girl, don't you dare cry for we are trying to make you look gorgeous for your big night," My mother said while brushing my hair brutally while I sobbed."I-I-I don't l-l-l-love him m-mum, I w-w-want to wait, p-p-please don't m-m-m-make me do it, Please?" I sobbed, feeling the tears run down my powdered cheeks, destroying my eyeliner and eye shadow.
"Oh, you will do this Angel, or you will get a flogging," She told me, yanking my head back to bobby pin my fringe back.
"No!" I screamed as she put the bobby pin in my hair, revealing all my face.
"Shut up Angel and grow the f*ck up! Your are going to marry him, I don't care if you say your too young, your 16 and you will marry and bare children with Jackson because he has enough money to keep all of the family going until we or you die."

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2. Chapter 1

"You stupid girl, don't you dare cry for we are trying to make you look gorgeous for your big night," My mother said while brushing my hair brutally while I sobbed.

"I-I-I don't l-l-l-love him m-mum, I w-w-want to wait, p-p-please don't m-m-m-make me do it, Please?" I sobbed, feeling the tears run down my powdered cheeks, destroying my eyeliner and eye shadow.

"Oh, you will do this Angel, or you will get a flogging," She told me, yanking my head back to bobby pin my fringe back.

"No!" I screamed as she put the bobby pin in my hair, revealing all my face.

"Shut up Angel and grow the f*ck up! Your are going to marry him, I don't care if you say your too young, your 16 and you will marry and bare children with Jackson because he has enough money to keep all of the family going until we or you die."

I glared at my mother through the mirror and she glared back. I curled my upper lip to make myself look dangerous but my mother only smiled an evil smile. I looked away to the skirt of my dress. I touched it and felt the lace underneath my fingertips. I would of loved this wedding dress if I was not 16 years old. I felt my mother put my hair up in a elegant bun and put the veil over my head.

"Stand up," She ordered me and I did.

I stood up on shaky legs, trying to not break my ankles since I was wearing large white heels. My mother fixed up my dress, smiling then beckoned children to pick up my train. I grabbed my bunch of red roses and held them in front of me. I felt a lone tear escape my eye. This is it, I'm going to get married at 16 to a 20 year old only because my mother wants his money, I told myself. I got beckoned to walk towards my mother and I did. I heard a song start playing and then the church doors swung open and I walked threw. I stared straight ahead, walking along the aisle, starring at my soon to be husband. I studied his light blonde hair, his blue eyes and his black tuxedo. He smiled when he saw me and I felt another tear run down my cheek. I have never even kissed a boy and now I'm getting married. I felt sadness and hate and heaps of other emotions running threw my head. I was a couple steps away from Jackson and Father Gerald, the man that will wed us. I looked at the brides maids and saw my older sister in a tight red dress, holding white roses and had a smile on her face as she looked at me. All the brides maids wore the same dresses and I hated it. I hated everything about this wedding. I hate that I'm going to be married in a church, I hate everything! I then noticed that the ceremony was starting.

"...Angel, Do you take this man to be your husband, through thick and thin, through age and health, till you grow old?" Father asked me and I only stared at Jackson.

He looked frightened of what I would say. I looked around and saw everyone waiting for my reply. I looked at my mother to see her glaring at me, then I looked at the Jackson. I felt sad and hopeless. I could only say one thing or I'd get hurt so I had to do it. I made up my mind. I looked into Jacksons eyes and said the only words I could say without stuttering. My mouth felt like a desert and my lips were cracking even though I had lip gloss on. I said it so softly that I got told to repeat it. Everyone leaned closer. I willed my voice not to shake and my bottom lip not to quiver.

"I do."

Jackson smiled then lifted up my veil and pulled me towards him. I closed my eyes then he kissed me. I felt his tongue sort out my mouth and I let him. I felt hopeless. I kissed him back but he was a very sloppy kisser. To much saliva and not enough tongue action. He pulled away, lifted me up and carried me through the church doors, otuside in the fading sun and put me into a convertible. Everyone followed us out and so help me my mother was crying. I wanted to smack her in the face so much at that time. I looked at my bouquet of flowers then threw it backwards into the crowd of girls. I heard a squeal of joy then girls talking. I envied those girls at that moment. Not having to bother about there mothers telling them to marry a stranger. They just had to wait for the right guy to come along. I sighed then turned to the drivers seat to see Jackson turning the key in the ignition then the car roared to life. He turned towards me and smiled.

"Just you and me now Angel," He told me then took off to show me my new life.

Why am I the one that has to do this? The next thing I knew, the car parked in front of a mansion. I nearly gasped out loud but all along, I knew this man would have had a huge house since he was clearly wealthy. I wasn't able to study the house because Jackson came to my door, picked me up and carried me inside. I shivered when he opened the front door, closed it, locked it then carried me into his room. The room was large with a large bed that had black satin sheets. Jackson lowered me onto the bed then took off his shoes and socks then my heels. I looked only up at the ceiling when he started kissing my neck, letting silent tears spill down my face. He started pulling my dress up past my knees and up my thighs. I closed my eyes then jerked away from him when he tried pulling off my underwear. He kissed my collar bone.

"I promise you will like it Angel," He murmured against my skin and stroked my inner thigh.

"No," I whispered and he stopped stroking my thigh," No," I said a bit more louder," Get away from me you paedophile, I'M 16 AND YOUR 20 WHICH IS CONSIDERED RAPE," I took a breath and looked into his eyes," and I will get you into jail if you touch me again."

Jackson's eyes widened with shock then I ran.

I bolted out of the door, out of the house and away from the life my mother set up for me. O ripped off my wedding ring and put it on the mat so Jackson could find it then I was gone. I ran until I couldn't run anymore in my heels then I took them off and ran some more. I let my saved tears spill down my cheeks. I didn't know where I was going, only knowing that I could never turn back. I felt sweat coat my skin and felt my breath come out in gasps. Why am I the only teenager out there that has a mother like mine? Selfish and nasty. I slowly stopped running and collapsed onto the ground, sobbing uncontrollably. Stuff life! I put my head on my dress and let my heart slow. I then looked up and saw a Club. More specifically, the Goth club which has great drinks. I slowly got up, put my heels back on, dusted off the dirt on my dress and walked to the Club. I saw a bouncer trying to get people my age away from the club. I walked to the rope and smiled a sweet smile even through my tears. I saw the boys my age turn around and then started to walk towards me. They all smirked and started touching me.

"You know you want to…"

"..C'MON, just one kiss…"

"...We won't hurt you, just give you the best of pleasure."

The boys touched my boobs, touched me in heaps of inappropriate ways and I froze, shocked. The bouncer saw me and the boys then started to rip them off of me.

"Get away from her you f*cked up children!" He yelled and I ran into the club, running away from the boys.

When  I entered the club, I heard a song starting to be played. I heard the guitars but I didn't take much notice. I walked up to the bar and collapsed onto the chair. I felt sobs rack my body, felt warm tears slide down my cheeks. I buried my hands into my hair and sobbed. I hate this. I hate everyone. I want to marry someone I love, not someone I barely know. I heard someone start singing. His voice wrapping around my body like warm chocolate coating my body, making me shiver in delight. He was singing Kryptonite by 3 doors down, one of my favourite songs. I listened and cried at the same time. Such a beautiful voice. So deep, so wonderful. Then the song finished and I was disappointed. I heard footsteps of boots walking  in front of me then they stopped.

"Would you like a drink?" A deep, wonderful voice asked me and I looked up.

I saw beautiful light green eyes that I could get lost staring in. His face was all hard curves, gorgeous, his lips were light pink and had a little bit of a pout to them. His dark hair covered one of his eyes since it was a scene look. I let my eyes wander over his clothes and then back up to his eyes, knowing he wanted an answer.

" Whatever you have, something strong," I told him and wiped the tears off my cheeks.

He turned around and started to tip and pour and shake and mix a concoction of drinks for me. I waited for the drink to be finished and he passed me a milky coloured shot

"Thank you," I murmured.

I went to grab it and touched his soft, warm hands in the process and shivered in delight. I looked into his eyes and noticed he felt the same thing happen to him. I lifted up the drink and tipped it down my throat, tasting the disgusting drink on my tongue and felt it burn all the way down to my stomach. Looking back at this sexy man in front of me I sighed and let the alcohol work. I licked my lips to get the stray drops of my shot from my lips. I leaned back on my stool and sighed.

"So, what's your name?" I asked the boy and he smiled, making his face light up instantly.

"Flame, yours?"

"Angel," I told him, touching my dress.

"You definitely look like one," I heard him murmur and I looked up.

"I think your more likely to be an angel then me," I told him and blushed.

He raised a eyebrow that lifted to be covered by his hair," Is that so?"

I smiled a flirty smile," Yes."

He smiled a cute lopsided smile back at me then I yawned.

"Big day?" He asked and I nodded.

"A f*cked up one at that."

"How?" He asked me and leaned onto the table with his elbows.

I laughed," My mother arranged a marriage to this guy I barely know for his money, then I married him because I had to or my mother would of beaten me, mind you he's 20 and I'm 16 and I didn't want to marry him because I don't love him then after the wedding he took me to his house and… tried," I choked and tears started falling down my face and I laughed a laugh that had no humour, just sadness," Well, I have a f*cked up life and everything is going wrong and I'm only freaking 16!" I felt sobs shake my body then I was pulled into a pair of strong, warm arms.

I looked up through my tears and saw Flame. I wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my face into his neck.

"I have no where to go, I'm still in school and I don't know what to do. I don't even know why I'm telling you my life story. Maybe because your completely hot but I don't even know, now I'm rambling," I laughed again then yawned," I'm so tired."

"You think I'm hot?" He asked me and I could here the smiled in his voice and I nodded against his throat," Well, you want to stay with me and my friends? We will make room for you in our house if you want…" He offered.

"I don't want to be a bother.."

"No, no, you won't be a bother, they all want to meet you anyway."

I pulled away from him, wiped my tears," Huh?"

He laughed and pointed to the stage behind him and I looked. There was 3 boys and a girl, all staring and then noticed me looking and smiled then  waved. I looked back at Flame.

"The band? Whoever was the singer just before had an amazing voice," I told Flame and he blushed, not even trying to hide it.

"Umm, that was me…" I gasped and smiled.

"Your just getting more sexier by the minute," I informed him and he laughed.

"No honey, you’re the sexy one, like," He looked at my chest and put his hands on my waist, running his hands up and down making me shiver," Your curves are unbelievable ," He touched my neck with soft fingers," Your skin is so soft," He ran his fingers up to my lips," Your lips are pouty and pink, unbelievably kissable," He looked into my eyes," And your eyes, I could get lost just by staring into them."

I smiled and got off the stool I was on. I walked past Flame and his eyes just followed me.

I called out behind me," Well, are we going to meet your friends?"

He smiled then ran to catch up.

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