C4 Pack your stuff

Stupid Maxton! I wanted to shout at him.

He ran up to me and I quickly wiped my tears away.

"Where are you going?" he panted out.

I walked away, going to the swing and sit down.He caught up to me and said again, "Where are you going to go?"

"Why do you care, asshole? Stop following me" I said to him. He froze, but snapped back to reality.

"Because I . . . we are going to get married soon." He smirked and gently brushed his index finger under my chin.I slapped his finger away.

"Don't you dare to touch me, asshole."We will never marry, you need to remember that" I said and sent him dagger looks, but only his smirk got bigger. I am going to hate him so much! I thought.

"Move, I am going to swing." I commended.

"I don't obey commends." he said, trying to be a wise guy.

"Than, learn how to!" I said and started swinging. I kicked him several time and he moved every time. He eventually gave up and sat on the swing next to me.It was silence for a moment and I feel peace.Finally, I am away from the problem I thought and inhaled a deep breath.

When I was starting to feel really bored and hungry, I got up and walked home. I want to walk home, so I looked behind my shoulders and saw that he was following me.

I looked ahead and stopped. He walked up besides me.

"May I help you?" I asked him.

"I don't need any help." he said.

"Maybe you stop following me than, stalker!" I said to him.

"I have to make sure you are ok," he said.

"At least don't follow right behind my tail. And I want to walk home ALONE! Don't pretend to be a nice guy idiot. i won't fall for you and i will never marry you" I shouted at him,

" Or Do you need the defination of alone? Or do you want me to spell the word alone for you. And you could at least walk on that street and still watch me."

I didn't wait for him to answer and I continue to walk. I walked along the tree. I extend my hand to touch the bark of the tree. I walked all of the way home. I walked up to the house, but I stayed on the outside. I could hear their

conversation. I hid behind the wall and Eva's drop!

"Yeah - " I heard my father said.

"It would be better off if they lived together, don't you agree?" a woman's voice said. I figure it was Maxton's mom. She was happy

"Yeah, whatever's the better for them.but you much take good care of my daughter" my mom agreed sadly.

How can she agree to something like that and soon he whispered next to my ear " Bad girl, This is not good to Eva's drop your own family!You can hear all this from front, nothing can change the reality "

I almost gasped " Shut up idiot i am only listening to that fucking conversation , which is totally shit to me " I blurted and he hold my chin and kissed me on lips. for a second i was shocked , unable to understand what he just did until he let go of my lips , the sexual way of pulling it.

" You—you—you dare fuck..." he cut me " Aa aa aa aa don't say these improper words again in front of me or my parents or you know the punishment , i just give you a demo , more ruse words more deep punishment! "

I stand quietly trying to figure out how to reply him.

"We have to focus them to get as close to each other as possible - " his Dad said and in reply my dad said " Yes we agree , she need to spend time with you "

I couldn't take it anymore, so I threw the door open and their conversation stopped. They stared at me.

"I sorry honey, now -" mom said.

"I know, I hear you guys. You want me to go. I am going to go now. You want to focus me to do something that I never wanted. I understand mom and dad." I said bitterly, looking at Maxton, behind me."Sweetheart, I -" mom started.

"I don't want to hear it! Mom, you know I wanted to be a single for the rest of my life. I told you that . . . that I don't want to marry anyone when I grow older. I have told you, why are you forcing me now?" I asked her.

She responded, but I didn't have the heart to listen." Pack you bag " was the only thing i am able to catch from Mom's Sentence I stomped up the stairs and into the room. I locked the door

and cried in silence by the door.

Someone knocked at the door and I screamed, "Go away! I don't want to see you!" and throw my brush at the door. I

don't care if it was my mom or dad, or is it the guest. I certainly don't care if it was Maxton the bastard.

I sat by the door for maybe an hour, or maybe it felt like an hour.

I grabbed my suitcase, I knew that they were still down there, I could hear they voice. I knew if I go down there again, we would have an argument again.

There was no point, talking to them I thought. They have planned everything out already and I bet there would not change their mind no matter what happens which was beyond grievance

I opened the suitcase and throw everything in; I didn't care how messy it was. When everything was packed, I make sure the door Was locked. I threw myself on the bed and fall sleep...

To Be Continued...