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Post by storm on Jul 30, 2011 19:29:01 GMT -5
Having to marry somebody he didn't know, it sucked dramatically. This wasn't expecting this would be how he would spend the rest of his life at all. This was happening all because his parents had owed another family because they had gotten in trouble and saved them. Nothing greater than that was it?
"Mom do I honestly have to?" The scowl on the young man's face.
"Would you rather us stop paying for your college and have us on the streets?" His mother glared slightly.
The two had been through this plenty of times over and over again. It was true though, he didn't want his parents to have to give up everything just because he didn't want to do this one bit. He hadn't even met the other boy yet, he was suppose to marry they were on the way to meet them for lunch date.
"No." He sighed as he looked outside, he felt chained- trapped in the car even though there was nothing that could really stop him. Well besides the fact that this would be on his subconscious for the rest of his life.
"Ryan Brain Rose, try to be happy. I don't care if you aren't but try."
Ryan had only turned twenty-one a few weeks ago, it was his 'birthday' present to learn that he was getting married. It was not the greatest birthday he could ever imagine, even with the fact he was now to drink. Well, legally anyway compared to if he had done it before.
The young fellow was enrolled in college, but knew it was possible that things were going to change entirely. He was finishing his final year up, having that he would be able to pass the next to semesters. With this new thing on his mind, he wasn't sure at all how he would focus on anything. Classes were to start next week for him.
Shrugging his shoulders, the young man decided to remain quiet completely. When they had arrived to the restaurant, he slowly had gotten out of the car when it had been parked. This was the beginning of a really bad day that would turn into a bad life.
All his freedom would soon be gone from him before he knew it. He could already feel it go downhill from here, especially the fact he no longer try to even look at the guy he had liked for so long. Things were going to have to change whether he liked it or not. And for the most part, he would never like this arrangement.
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Post by ritsukitty on Jul 30, 2011 20:40:32 GMT -5
Bravery is by far the kindest word for stupidity, don't you think? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Fall begins to turn everything into a beautifully crisp shade of color, alluring all who stayed inside during the warm summer months to come out and enjoy the cooling temperatures before it got too cold. Photographs of a dream, yet told, await to be captured on film for all eternity; hoping that the viewers will be brought years of joy. Even if it meant marrying the wrong person.
Stretching his strong arms, the young man got up from the futon stretching along one of the walls where he normally took up residence. He grumbled lightly as he ruffled his messy brown hair and looked around. Shuffling about where he sat the male; appearing to be in his mid twenties; grumbled and rose to his feet lazily. Today was the day he was supposed to meet the man he was to be marrying, according to his mother.
How joyful.
As he made his way to his wonderfully adorned closet; he pulled out some clothes, wondering how on earth his mother managed to worm an agreement out of him to begin with. He wasn’t even gay for Christ’s sake! Now he was to be married!? She had to be losing her mind in her, not-so-old, old age. That had to be it.
He took a quick shower, never being one to waste time in the shower unless he was really stressed or tired, and this fell into neither. He dressed in a white button down shirt, and black jeans. He looked rather nice as he pulled on a black vest and left it unbuttoned, in his comfortable clothing. Nothing too plain, but not too dressy. It would make a good first impression at least. He hoped, it wasn’t like either of them was looking forward to this sudden expectation of nuptials.
He could hear his mother shout for him from down stairs, and he knew they would have to leave soon in order to make it to the restaurant at the same time they did. With that, he sighed, let his light green eyes dance over his appearance in the mirror, messing up his hair slightly, but in a way that looked charming for the male, he emerged from the bathroom. He slipped his shoes on and made his way down the stairs and into the open and expecting arms of his mother.
He was still angry with her and not up to giving her a hug, but he knew he better do so, or else she would have his head for it; and he wasn’t talking about the one on his shoulders. “You look nice.” She said with a smile, looking him over lightly before reaching forward to adjust his hair. He swatted her hand away and stepped back from her, not really wanting her to dote over him for something he liked, and not wanting to be too close to her at this moment in time. Would he ever forgive her for this?
No.
As he gathered up his keys off the counter, and his phone and wallet from the kitchen table before pocketing them and looking to his mother, ushering for her to lead the way. Making their way to her car, he climbed in the passenger seat and sighed once more. Hopefully the other person was at least good looking. He may not be into guys by any means, but he would prefer it if the person he was going to be stuck to for the rest of his life was at least easy on the eyes.
As they pulled into the parking lot, his mother parked and smiled to him "Let's go inside Morgan and do behave." she said sternly before getting out, straightening the nice sun dress she was wearing. The brunette raised his eyebrow at his mother, and her choice of outfits. It was fall, why wear a sun dress? Sure it was warm, but really? Not to mention, her telling him to behave, what was he, four?
With an unhappy sound, he climbed from the car, and bit at his bottom lip as he tried to adjust before pulling on a smile, trying to look pleasant. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - He’s like a whirlwind of amazing hair and horrible judgment STATUS !?[/b] Finished THREAD MEMBERS !?[/b] Storm WORDS !?[/b] 692 NOTES !?[/b] Short and bad intro, I’m sorry I’ll get better!
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Post by storm on Jul 30, 2011 21:32:15 GMT -5
When Ryan had followed his mother toward the doors of the restaurant, he couldn't help but look around. He didn't even know what the parents looked like, never had he even met them not once. Not at least to his knowledge that he had, then again a lot of people came to his house so he easily could of passed them without even meaning to.
Though it seemed like a fancy restaurant that they were at, the young man had chosen not to be dressed appropriately. His mother was quite mad at him but it had been too late for him to go back to change. What he had worn was something simple, a plain white v-neck shirt and a pair of his jeans that had been clearly been worn many times as it had plenty of holes. Small ones though, all holes seemed scattered as some had been on his thighs and others were on his shin. As well that his mother truly wanted to take out his single snakebite he had refused. It was who he was and wasn't going to dress up for someone even if he was going to get married to them.
When he turned his head to look with his light green eyes on where his mother was heading to so suddenly. That had been when he felt the wind making his bangs of his hair go into his face, causing him to huff. "Most be them." He grumbled quietly to himself before pulling out his phone turning it on silent. Sure he didn't want to be here at all but the least thing he could do was be polite to them.
Unlike his mother, he wasn't quite a socialite he was a bit on the shy side. Making the fact of this happening even worse, knowing he wouldn't be comfortable with this guy who he was suppose to marry by then at all. But he was at least going to try his best at getting to know him even if it killed him on the inside.
Shrugging his shoulders, he slowly had put his phone away and headed over to his mother to greet the two that only had arrived moments ago. He was looking at the sky while his mother was doing all the talking already, she loved to do that completely.
"Hello, nice to see you again. This is my son Ryan, Ryan this is Morgan."
That was all he really caught or heard before he looked at Morgan. He was pretty cute, he had to admit but he knew by the look of how he was dressed Ryan and Morgan were already too different.
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Post by ritsukitty on Jul 31, 2011 13:30:09 GMT -5
Bravery is by far the kindest word for stupidity, don't you think? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - As his mother stepped forward, starting to walk faster into the restaurant, Morgan figured that she must have seen the family of the boy he was to marry. This caused Morgan to sigh and bite at his bottom lip, trying not to appear too put off by the whole scenario. He could at least try and make a good first impression and then they could at least somewhat get along throughout this whole thing.
Not to mention, they might even come to some agreement, where they were married but could see other people. Who knows. His mother never really explained what exactly was part of the contract in the life debt and all.
As he was introduced by the other boy’s mom, he blinked a few times, and looked to the smaller and more ‘punk like’ boy. He gave a gentle smile, as he nodded. “Hello.” He said softly. His mother gave him a smile, glad that he was taking the initiative to at least smile and say hello instead of being down right rude. “Morgan, this is Ryan. Now that you two are introduced, shall we take our seats?” his mother asked as she ushered them to the table that the waitress had set for them while they were speaking.
Blinking, Morgan nodded and walked over to it and sat down, looking around for a moment before his mother joined him, but on the other side of the table.
Oh no.
He was not up to sitting beside this boy. They just met, and they obviously were very different, and he was not up to acting all comfy and cutesy with him right now. Or ever. He was straight for Christ’s sake! He was NEVER going to be cutesy with this totally opposite boy. He had snake bites for one thing, and Morgan always thought those were not good looking at all. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - He’s like a whirlwind of amazing hair and horrible judgment STATUS !?[/b] Finished THREAD MEMBERS !?[/b] Storm WORDS !?[/b] 313 NOTES !?[/b] none
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Post by storm on Jul 31, 2011 14:16:02 GMT -5
His mother gave Ryan a look and sighed, looking away as he had yet to say hello back. He didn't get the big deal it was, honestly he would of rather met him the day of so the two wouldn't of had to deal with actually trying to meet one another and try to get along. But that was him and this were his parents; making him come out to meet the other family to whom he was going to marry.
"Hello." He sighed, he was sure the simple word was quiet but he never was all that loud. When hearing the other boy's mother he soon followed behind the other boy towards the table. He could hear whispering happening behind them, between the two mother's.
When he reached the table and noticed the mothers sit on the other side, he tried his best to gritted his teeth together and just sit down. Sure, he was mad and frustrated but he didn't want it to make it known to the whole restaurant or even to Morgan and the boys mother.
"So Morgan what do you do for a living?" His mother asked. When hearing this he shot her a look, he was unsure on why she had to even worry about it. He didn't want to be like a wife in the traditional days; sit at home and take care of the house all day. That wasn't for him and he knew it, he was getting ready to finish college where he would then find a job as soon as possible.
"Ryan is still in college right now- he's majoring in computer graphics and web development." His mother said for him, causing him to frown slightly. He was right there, he could of said it for himself if he had the chance to even talk which was really on how he became so shy. He never could get a word in with his mother around him, she always overpowered him.
Instead of trying to impress the other family, he honestly could care less. He didn't want to be married, especially to this guy that was sitting beside him. Sure he knew he probably would sneak out to see other men he would be interested in but he had a feeling if he would get caught it would not end well.
Ryan sat there, staring outside only he wasn't even paying attention to was was going on outside. He was mostly just thinking and biting on his snakebite, playing with it mostly.
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Post by ritsukitty on Jul 31, 2011 15:46:21 GMT -5
Bravery is by far the kindest word for stupidity, don't you think? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - The question caused him to raise an eyebrow at her, wondering what on earth she could be getting at. Who cared what he did? Was it supposed to be some sort of competition? Was he supposed to impress everyone with whatever it was he did? If that was so, the woman was out of luck. It wasn’t like he was some sort of amazing business man, or some famous actor, and he sure wasn’t nerdy enough to do anything like Ryan was, with computers. Heck, with his work, he rarely used a computer, other than to do his finances.
As he sat back in the booth, sitting tall and proper, but not completely uncomfortable, he looked between his so called betrothed and his soon to be mother-in-law. “I work in construction, renovating and restoring old buildings.” He informed her, and his mother smiled.
“Tell them about what you are currently working on.” She said and he shot her a look. Did she really have to butt in like that? It wasn’t that impressive, and it wasn’t like he couldn’t speak for himself, he was very open after all.
“The old mail house down on 59th lays in an old historical building that has quite beautiful architecture. It hasn’t been used in years and my team and I found it to be a shame.” He explained, pausing only a moment when the waitress walked over to take their orders for drinks. When she left, he continued, resting one hand on the booth’s back casually, not really paying attention to it laying slightly behind Ryan’s shoulders. “We found someone who was interested in the site, and spoke to them about working on it. Instead of taking down the building, we are keeping the old look, but changing the inside. The bottom level is to be an art gallery and the top a small café, when it is finished.” He concluded with a smile.
“It’s a lot of work, since much of the foundation is rotting, and we wish to keep it looking like it used to. We even have to build the furniture from scratch so it matches the building’s design.” He informed them. As he spoke, he had a small smile playing on his petal pink lips, and his expression was relaxed. He obviously enjoyed what he did, and was rather fond of his work. He wondered if Ryan felt the same way about what he did in school too. Of course, when Morgan had gone to school, he hadn’t been going for architecture, but stumbled into it later.
“So, how are you liking school?” he asked Ryan, glancing to him, trying to spark a conversation with the quite boy. He was not fond of quiet people, they never provided for much entertainment. He knew if he was to be stuck with him for the rest of his life, and Ryan was going to be quiet most of the time, he would go mad. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - He’s like a whirlwind of amazing hair and horrible judgment STATUS !?[/b] Finished THREAD MEMBERS !?[/b] Storm WORDS !?[/b] 439 NOTES !?[/b] please excuse my run on sentences
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Post by storm on Aug 1, 2011 1:20:31 GMT -5
Despite seeming to really even care, hearing Morgan talk about what he did for work made him a bit interested. At one time he had thought about architecture because of how he liked doing blue-prints of things and planning things. However he obviously changed after getting into college, finding out how he liked doing coding for computers when taking a class for it for an elective units originally.
When he had seen Morgan's mother butt in, he couldn't help but laugh quietly. His mother did that all the time to him, it could be quite annoying when he was trying to talk most of the time. However when he felt the hand go behind him after their waiter left the table, he blinked however choose not to say anything at all.
"That sounds really cool, I would love to see it when it's done." He bit at his lip, getting a full sentence from him when he was still getting to know you was quite rare. Out of the corner of his eye he saw his mother give a wide smile at him causing then for him to his usual rolling of his eyes.
Ryan blinked, surprised that Morgan was talking to him directly. However he let the surprised look go away within moments and gave a small smile. "I actually like it a lot, a lot of my professor's have mostly been pretty good to me- none of them really being complete do--" He paused, forgetting his mother was with him for a moment. "I mean uh.. Complete brats about coming late and not showing up if you were sick." He fiddled with his hands slightly, trying to not to get nervous really at all on how he had just been rambling. "But I think I really do like what I major in."
He knew when he had looked up his mother was truly happy with him already as she was grinning even more compared to only moments ago. He was surprised to even get that much out before his mother had even got a word in to what he had been saying.
"He's finishing up his last year of college right now, and people already are asking for help for websites." His mother told proudly, making the young man shrug a bit embarrassed how she had to mention it. It wasn't a competition at all or at least it wasn't suppose to be one.
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Post by ritsukitty on Aug 1, 2011 1:46:44 GMT -5
Bravery is by far the kindest word for stupidity, don't you think? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - His mother would have loved to step in right about now, and speak up happily about all he has done, but she knew her son well, and it wasn’t like he was quiet about anything. So, sooner or later they would know all about one another. It was time to let them bond. Looking to the woman beside her she smiled, though it wasn’t as full as one would think. She wasn’t too happy about the scenario. A life debt was never something pleasant to deal with. However, she decided it was best to carry on a conversation with the woman anyway.
Morgan noticed this, and raised an eyebrow at the two women before turning to look back at Ryan, figuring it was best to talk now, since, from the looks of it, they might not get a word in other wise, due to his incessant mother. Had he not been so forward, Morgan’s mother would be the same.
“Well, why don’t you come by sometime, I can show you around and tell you about what the plans are right now, then you can see what it looks like now, and what it looks like when it’s finished. We’re expecting a rather wonderful change.” He said with a light smile. At least his betrothed and him had something in common that they could talk about. It was nice to know that he would be able to get along with the opposite man, at least on some levels.
He nodded to the other’s comments about school, remembering his was much the same. Heck, he had even had a class he just didn’t show up in. It was pretty great really. “I think it’s neat, the things people do on the computers and all, but I never understood it. I tried at one point, but it was confusing and my teacher wasn’t that great at explaining things, especially with her thick accent. So I figured it was best not to pursue anything in that field.” He said with a soft laugh. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - He’s like a whirlwind of amazing hair and horrible judgment STATUS !?[/b] Finished THREAD MEMBERS !?[/b] Storm WORDS !?[/b] 339 NOTES !?[/b] short, so sorry! :\
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Post by storm on Aug 1, 2011 3:03:14 GMT -5
Ryan also had noticed how the two mothers had decided to talk to themselves. They seemed happy that the two of them began to seem to hit it off for now anyway seeing as they found a common ground. He shook his head at them before looking back at Morgan.
He gave a small smile and nodded his head a bit, looking at the other. "Yeah sure, that would be fun if you even just have the blue prints it would be interesting to look at how it will be even after you change it entirely." This was something he could always go to if the two couldn't think of anything to at all to say, they could talk about reconstruction of buildings.
"Ahh, well getting to go to a High School that offered a few computer classes only made me that savvy when it came to computers." He bit onto his snake bite a bit, looking around some before looking back at the other whom he was forced to marry. "Well having a good teacher though really helps you in general for anything especially ones with not a thick accent." He laughed softly and shook his head.
It was his turn almost to start up a question, sure it honestly didn't really matter to him. But he wanted to know more about him, even though they had the rest of their life to try to get along. "What all do you like to do for fun?" It was a simple question really but it was still a good thing to know.
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Post by ritsukitty on Aug 1, 2011 14:31:27 GMT -5
Bravery is by far the kindest word for stupidity, don't you think? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Both of the mothers, tough talking, appeared to be having a very heated conversation. About what, it wasn’t apparent to the two boys, but either way, they were making an attempt to get along, but finding some uneven ground to tread upon and were currently deciding that it was the best conversation to be having. Though it probably wasn’t, most of the things needed to be said anyway.
As Morgan was asked what he liked, he shot a glance to his mother and frowned before sitting back against his seat again. He thought about it and looked to him “I hang out with my friends a lot and we’re always up to something crazy or playing some sort of sport. On occasion The Circle, the group I work with, will go to a club. I sketch when I’m not preoccupied with something, and one of my friend’s is a photographer, so we’re always off doing something lame.” He said with a soft chuckle, thinking about all the times they were running about the town late at night. “I also spend a lot of time with Ellie.” He said and looked up at the waitress as she dropped off their drinks and stopped to take their orders.
He blinked a few times, having not even looked at the menu since they got there. Pulling his arm off the back of the seat and picked up the menu. His mother already knew what she wanted since she had been there quite a few times, and ordered right away. He shot her a glace, wondering if it was her who decided where they were to meet or not. It seemed that she was quite comfortable in this place after all.
Ordering a club sandwich, he handed the menu over and smiled at the waitress with a soft ‘thank you’ before picking up his drink and downing a good portion of it. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - He’s like a whirlwind of amazing hair and horrible judgment STATUS !?[/b] Finished THREAD MEMBERS !?[/b] Storm WORDS !?[/b] 318 NOTES !?[/b] sorry it’s short, and Ellie is a special twist for later XD XD
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Post by storm on Aug 1, 2011 16:12:53 GMT -5
When he was waiting for Morgan to answer him, he had looked over at his mother. He had been a bit surprised that the two mothers were obviously not getting along at all at the moment. Chewing his lip, he knew this would be a long lunch. He shook his head as he simply just looked away to look over the menu.
Ryan shrugged slightly, he didn't really like sports really at all. The only thing he was really interested in was probably baseball, mostly because he seemed alright in it in Gym class. However hearing about going to the club, made him not so unhappy, especially once Morgan had said the word sketching. Being like a dog in the way that they pick up their ears.
"That's cool that you can get people from work to go with you. Sketching is quite fun, I like to do that a whole lot." However he stopped, wondering who Ellie exactly was- a friend somebody more than that? He wouldn't know he was just sure from how the boy was acting he was obviously not gay.
He sighed and bit at his lip gently, when the waitress came. He had looked over the menu quickly to find something he would eat before deciding on getting chicken strips. Sure it was probably a kid-like choice but he didn't care, there was nothing that he had saw. "Thanks," he mumbled quietly, looking down a bit.
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Post by ritsukitty on Aug 1, 2011 16:43:42 GMT -5
Bravery is by far the kindest word for stupidity, don't you think? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - He nodded as he thought about the few times his group had gone out to the club. Usually they went out for drinks after work, but on occasion they would get together outside of work, just because they could. He could remember a time when one of the girls had gotten really drunk and had come onto him, even though she claimed she was interested in women. Of course, that girl was also all over the other girl they worked with, so he had his suspicions that she was bi, or just an openly flirty drunk.
This made for an interesting club night, trying to get her off the dance floor later.
As the other mentioned that he also sketched, he blinked and looked up to him once more. ”Oh?” Morgan said as he raised an eyebrow, looking at the other boy, deciding to completely ignore his mother, who had gone back to her heated conversation with the other mother, clearly starting to ignore the two boys. He couldn’t decide if it was a good thing or not. “Perhaps I can see some of your drawings some time.” He said with a nod.
“Mother, is everything alright?” he asked at last, looking up to her as their argument had gotten even louder. She was a fairly pretty lady, with long dark hair that descended in sweeping curls over her set shoulders, covered by the sleeves of her dress. She had deep brown eyes, that didn’t match his own bright green ones, but it seemed to work with her, if not making her more foreign looking. Though she wasn’t foreign, it just ran in her father’s blood.
She looked up to him and sighed “Yes dear, just a bit misunderstanding over the life debt is all.” She said softly, to which he raised an eye brow. She had yet to speak about the terms of the life debt with him, other than the fact that he was to be married to Ryan.
“Do tell,” he began, looking between the two women, wondering who, if either of them, would speak up first. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - He’s like a whirlwind of amazing hair and horrible judgment STATUS !?[/b] Finished THREAD MEMBERS !?[/b] Storm WORDS !?[/b] 350 NOTES !?[/b]
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Post by storm on Aug 1, 2011 17:45:12 GMT -5
While Morgan seemed to be pondering something, he played with his straw before having some of his drink. While their mothers who had been talking before seemed to now arguing that was getting increasingly louder. This worried him a bit, his mother could be a pretty hot-headed at times especially when it was something important.
He blinked and gave a slight nod, biting his lip gently. "Well yeah, sure I'll show you a different time when we get together." Originally, he was going to say forcefully but decided that would be a bit to much besides he at least should try to get along with him and not be a complete asshole.
As the two mothers got even louder, he bit onto his lip and sighed hearing the answer to Morgan's question. He had no idea what was the reason behind the fact his family now had a life-debt settlement. The last time he had checked with his family, everything had seemed to be completely fine. But that was last year when he really asked as he was just checking his status on having to pay for college.
He leaned back against the booth, ready to hear one of the mothers finally say on why this was even happening. Or even why this was chosen to happen- an arranged marriage compared to anything else such as paying them off or something along those lines.
"Hiding things aren't really fair." Ryan sighed some as he looked at his mother, knowing how she use to tell him the same exact thing when he was younger.
His own mother just frowned at both the boys, obviously she wasn't going to tell them at all.
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Post by ritsukitty on Aug 1, 2011 18:18:53 GMT -5
Bravery is by far the kindest word for stupidity, don't you think? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Neither mothers seemed to budge actually, both probably unsure of how exactly to tell the two men about all that was involved with the debt. As such, the table fell into an uncomfortable silence. They sat like that for a few more moments before their food was placed before them, causing all of them to break contact with one another and look up to the waitress.
Soft thank-yous were given all around as they looked down at their food for a moment. When the woman walked away, his mother sighed and decided that it was best to tell them something. “A life debt,” she began as she unfolded her silverware from her napkin and placed the white cloth in her lap. “is when one person saved another person’s life and as such they now can hold over another person’s head, a debt can be called from them at any time when the person is in need, but the payment has to be the equivalent to the life they saved.” She said, hoping they understood. “As such, a life for a life. They requested you to be married to their son so they won’t lose everything.” She said as she stopped a moment to take a bite.
Morgan sighed; this was not something he was enjoying, as he swallowed his own bite he looked between them. “So what are the rules of this arrangement?” he asked flatly, getting down to business. He decided to ask about how his mother wound up in this scenario later, when it was more appropriate.
“Well, I think we should start with the most important rule. Neither of you are going to like it, but we might as well get it out of the way first.” Taking a deep breath, she continued, “you can’t see anyone else but each other. You can’t be good mates for one another if you are seeing someone else, and at that point, you wouldn’t be suitable and the contact will become null and void. At that point, they are free to do as they wish to complete the contract of the life debt.” She said flatly, hinting at the idea that it might not be a pretty outcome. “Then they would be back into the same situation they were to begin with that caused them to call upon this debt.” She concluded, looking between the two.
She knew her son wasn’t gay, and by the look on his face, he was not pleased about the situation at all. “Not see anyone else?!” he said, a bit too loudly. “I am not going to agree to that! Mother I’m straight and you know it! There is no way in hell I’m going to be married to a guy, let alone not have the chance to see anyone of my preference again! What do you think I’m going to do, be a celibate the rest of my life?!” he growled angrily before his phone started to ring in his pocket.
“That’s Ellie,” he muttered softly, recognizing the tone, and informing his mother, daring her to step in and tell him not to answer that. Since she said nothing, he took the phone from his pocket and climbed out of his seat as he answered it.
“Hi baby,” he said softly, shooting a glare to his mother. He had agreed to the marriage, but had he known that he would not be able to see someone else, he would have fought harder. “No, I’m fine, how are you?” he said before turning away and walking from the restaurant so he wasn’t disturbing anyone.
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Post by storm on Aug 1, 2011 18:45:49 GMT -5
When the other mother spoke, he scowled before looking over at his mother. Honestly he wouldn't know at all what had happened, he never called nor visited with his parents unless it was summer when he would come home and not be at the college campus that was about an hour away.
Then when Morgan had asked the arrangement rules, he was curious on why but at the same time he wanted to know as well. He had a right to know what all they were. However hearing the other boy almost seem to snap, he shrugged his shoulders and looked away.
Hearing all this, he was now in no mood to eat nor talk anymore. He didn't care about what the actual rules were now, he would create his own with Morgan if they were still to go through with it. Only thing that pissed him off was the fact his mother would suggest that, the two marry when one of them was straight.
Sighing, when Morgan had answered the phone hearing the word baby he knew Ellie must be his girlfriend or something such as that. He was obviously just wanted to go home at this moment; this is must of been why his mother convinced him to take only one car. That way he couldn't leave at all.
"Why just why?" He grumbled some, crossing his arms over his chest. This wasn't good at all.
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