Casey White

Lucy White

Announcement:

Hey, so..I’m the auhor of this GL/Yuri or whatever you want to call it. I suck at vocabulary 😭 so…yeah, I might have grammar mistakes but I hope you will still like it. This is a genre of: Forced marriage, GL, and..idk what else. Also! This will be a healthy relationship, I don’t like toxic relationships, so…And this is 18+ okay! Bye love ya ❤️

LUCY’s POV

My dear,” my mom said, her voice soft. “I have…” She sighed softly. “News.”

“Bad or good news?” I chuckled softly.

“Uh,” she scratched her neck. “So..I don’t know.”

“Okay? Whatever, just tell me.” I say, smiling.

“Your getting married.” My mom blurted out.

“What?” My tone changed. My expression changed aswell.

“Y-yes,” she said. Gulping. “You don’t actuall—“ She was about to say something, but I interrupted her.

“I’ll—marry him.” I say.

“Him? What are you talking about?” She chuckled. “Her name’s Casey.”

“Her? I’m not lesbian!” I said, crossing my arms.

“Her family’s paying us..a lot of money,” she said. “Please. Do it for us.” Her voice was genuine and gentle. Soothing even.

“Fine,” I sigh. “But i’m not happy about it.” I roll my eyes.

CASEY’s POV.

“William, we can’t..” My mother sighed. “We can’t make her do it. What will she get in return?”

“Shelly, we don’t know that,” My dad said. “She might be aswell our daughter’s meant or be.” He chuckled.

“What’s going on?” I say, coming down from the stairs.

“Nothing!” My mother says.

“Shelly, we have to tell her.” My dad said.

“No..” My mother says, biting her expensive manicure nails.

“Yes..” My dad said, brushing his hair with his hand, his Rolex watch showing.

“What’s happening?” I ask, gulping.

“Fine, William!” My mother yells out.

“Alright..” My dad gulps. “So, Casey..Your getting married..” My dad doesn’t make eye contact with my confused and ‘what the heck’ face.

“What?!” I yell, my forehead wrinkling in fury.

“I know, we know..Your mad...” My mother sighs, pulling her nails away from her.

“Ugh! I’m not going marry some random..stupid man.” I rolled my eyes. Looking at my parents, seeing their horrified faces.

“It’s..” My dad began. “Not a boy..” He sighed.

“It’s a girl.” My mother said, gulping at what I would react to that.

“So, your telling me..I’m being married to a girl?” I say, actually..kind of liking the idea.

“Yes..” My mother sighs.

“Don’t worry..She’ll..bring something to the marriage,” my dad said. Muttering: “At least, I hope.” I heard him.

“What about her? Did you get her consent?” I asked, kind of caring about the person I was going to marry.

“Not yet..Her mother still needs to tell her the news.” My mother said.

“Why is she marrying me?” I lean against the wall.

“Uh..” My dad cleared his throat. “Shelly, I’m going..to go do some..work.” He quickly ran away, I don’t even know where he went.

“Ugh—“ My mother sighed. “So..Want the honest truth? Or..”

“Truth.” I said without no hesitation.

“Okay..” She sighed deeply, clearing her throat. “So..Her mother is very poor and can’t really..fit all of Lucy’s needs—“

“Her name is Lucy?” I interrupted.

“Yes..” My mother nodded.

“So, she has issues with being poor so she needs money…”

“Correct.” My mother smiled.

“How old is she? When is the wedding? How—“ I said, but then my mother interrupted.

“Okay,” she chuckled. “She’s 26, the weddings in 2 weeks. Its a perfect match, 26 and 27.” She smiled.