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Post by Deleted on Dec 9, 2010 18:29:03 GMT -5
I just raise an eyebrow at the boy's actions and tell the driver to go toward the resturant I was to be meeting a big-time bar owner. He owned the most bars in this galaxy. He wanted to marry his youngest son off to me to make a business marrage. Now that I have Clou, I wasn't sure I wanted to go through with it. 'So much to think over...'
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Post by kyaarisa on Dec 9, 2010 18:33:42 GMT -5
"You're grounded, young man! You had me worried to death! How could you just go off and be gone for hours without calling to tell me where you were?!" My mom kept ranting. My dad just stood there, watching with a slight smile on his face. My brother looked disappointed in me. I folded my ears back, "Mom... I'm sorry. I just lost track of time and didn't have my watch on me."
"And NOW you're trying to tell me you had SEX with him already!!!"
My jaw dropped, "NO I'M NOT!!!"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 9, 2010 19:04:26 GMT -5
As I get to the resturant my decision is made. I enter the resturant prepared to announce what will surely change my life. Walking up to the table where Luxredo and his son, Quirn, are sitting, I clear my throat and when they look up I prepare to tell them the news.
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Post by kyaarisa on Dec 9, 2010 19:07:29 GMT -5
I'm shooed to my room as soon as my mother has had enough of yelling at me. At least I got it in her head that we didn't have sex. The only reason he assumed that was because he saw the hickey that Petros had made. I pouted at it in the mirror. It's dark. That's not going to go away for quite a while...
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Post by Deleted on Dec 9, 2010 19:10:04 GMT -5
"Well, I have made my decision on your offer of your son's hand in marrage. I would be honored if he were to be my bride." I state before doing to one knee and offering the young man my hand.
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Post by kyaarisa on Dec 9, 2010 19:14:47 GMT -5
A sick feeling rose up in me. It's familiar... Oh, yeah. Like in the resturant when Petros told me...
I hiccuped. I seriously felt sick. I slipped from my room, walking to the bathroom.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 9, 2010 19:27:10 GMT -5
Just before Quirn took my hand his father stopped him.
"Now boys, there will be plenty of time for that mating junk. We need to get the two of you wed! Come, come! Let us go and start planning everything! Oh! We simply must invit your cousins! You know we have several family members in the bar and drink business. Come Petros, Quirn we must go spread the news!" And with that we were off.
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Post by kyaarisa on Dec 9, 2010 19:35:19 GMT -5
I haven't seen him in a few days. I felt lost, almost abandoned. I haven't been able to get over my sickness either. My parents went as far as calling a doctor over to look me over. All he was able to do was prescribe me some kind of pill that didn't even work. I laid stretched out on my bed, reading quietly. Trying to focus my mind on something other that Petros that is. My brother came in, causing me to look up. I smiled weakly, "Hey..."
His eyes told me something was wrong. "What?" I sat up slowly, scared of what he was going to say.
"He's getting married, ya know."
"Who?" Please don't let it be who I think he's talking about...
"Petros..."
I looked away, turning my tone to ice as I closed my eyes, "Is he now?"
"Yes..."
"G-get out."
"What?"
"I just want to be alone...." The door clicked shut, signalling his leave. I curled up slowly.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 9, 2010 19:40:36 GMT -5
The past few days had been hectic, to say the least. I had to rearrange my entire schedule of meetings because Luxredo wanted me there at all times to help Quirn and him plan the wedding. The whole time I tried to keep my mind off of Clou but it didn't seem to work well. Eventually, I decided I needed some air. Stepping out for a jog, I loved the feel of the cool night air on my face.
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Post by kyaarisa on Dec 9, 2010 19:49:50 GMT -5
Climbing down the tree beside my house had to be one of my worst ideas yet. I really needed out of the house though, and I'm grounded. The only way was to sneak out. At least I had my watch with me this time. I called up a friend real quick, asking him where the house party was. Alcohol was present, and I was ready to act like the non-sane teenager I am. I hung up and hurried down the street. It was a couple of roads over but nothing too far off. I stopped in front of the house when I got there and checked to make sure I was ready to go in. I had to look good for this. The hickey was barely noticable unless you were looking for it now. My skinny jeans were tight and low on my hips, my shirt just a little short to show off the skin of my stomach. It's been a while since I've went to a house party, but I still knew how to look good. I walked inside the house, instantly being surrounded by the loud music. The beat coursed through my veins and became the beat of my heart. Yelling and laughter was all over. I joined in on the dancing after grabbing some drek-ale that some kid snuck over. I downed the drink and shivered. Damn. Good stuff.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 9, 2010 19:57:23 GMT -5
As I was jogging I happened to hear a dull beat, almost like someone was blaring music for a party. I decided to check it out. After all, if any kids of a high business man were at this party I was sure their fathers would be more than happy to strike a deal once I let them know I returned their kid safely. Turning a corner I saw the house from which the music was pouring from. A lone figure caught my attention before they disappeared into the home. It was Quirn... Deciding to follow him, I entered the home and looked around, grimacing at the loud noise. I easily found Quirn off to the side sipping at some drek-ale while chatting with some other kids. It wasn't until that moment that I realized how young Quirn truely was. 'He's a year younger than Clou...' I began to think that maybe this marrage wasn't a good idea. Not only did I have a mate, but the boy I was supposed to marry clearly wasn't ready for the intense responsibility of the business world. I was just about to turn to leave when I spotted Clou waling in. I stood frozen in place, hoping he wouldn't see me.
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Post by kyaarisa on Dec 9, 2010 20:05:15 GMT -5
I was downing my fourth or fifth cup of drek-ale. I was buzzing with the alcohol in my system. This stuff was great quality. I walked into the crowds. A guy around eighteen wrapped his arm around my waist, whispering in my ear that he wanted a dance. I chuckled softly and whispered my consent. The fast pace song was perfect. Our bodies were in time with each other and moving closer. This was the most fun I've had in weeks. If dancing like this was exercise, I'd do it every day. Too bad I can't think of it like that. If I did, I wouldn't enjoy it anymore. The guy's hands were sliding down my sides suddenly. I put my hands on his, moving them away so I could turn my back and press into him. I felt the purr rumble in his chest. Looks like I still have the moves too.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 9, 2010 20:07:31 GMT -5
With a loud growl I threw all carfulness to the wind and stormed over to my drunk mate. I pulled him from the brat behind him and grabbed the kid by the front of his shirt while my other hand raised into a fist.
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Post by kyaarisa on Dec 9, 2010 20:12:45 GMT -5
I stumbled a bit as I was yanked from my dancing partner. I turned and stared in drunken shock at Petros, "P-put him down!"
No one else seemed to notice. I slapped his arm. Weaker than I intended but it got his attention, "What are you even doing here? Aren't you suppose to be planning some damn wedding?" My eyes narrowed. Oh... Shouldn't do that. My vision blurred. I rubbed my eyes. The drek-ale was setting in well. I walked out of the crowd, not even paying attention to what Petros was saying as he followed me. I poured myself another drink in the kitchen, downing it. I began to get another drink, but he stopped me. I gave him a dirty look, "My drink. NOT yours!"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 9, 2010 20:20:34 GMT -5
I signed and forced the drink out of his had, then picked him up and carried him out of the house. I ignored his weak attempts of making me release him. Finally, after getting directions from my Personal Computer, I arrived at his home. Walking t the door I knocked loudly, waiting for an answer.
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