Control Drives Me Crazy
ep 1
The glass slipped from his hand, glass pieces scattered over the empty floor like dreams, which were already dead. He knew his fate was tormented long ago, when his parents had died.
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Mom...huff...dad...why did you leave...I could've died with you...
Mr. Johnson
Enough with your drama. I've set your marriage already.
The man in black coat, puffed his cigarette like the tears of the young boy in front mattered least.
Iraav
Who...is him? And why, uncle?
Mr. Johnson
Tsk. because I don't want an insect like you in my home anymore. I've got what I needed. You are just trash anyways.
Mr.Johnson, Iraav's uncle left the room in utter silence. The silence was dark enough to devour the boy alone. He knew there was no way he could escape. Even if he did try to run away, the guards wouldn't let him.
Iraav
*leans to the window looking at the sky*
Iraav
*faintly smiles in self pity*
Iraav
(there's no way in and no way out. I don't want to die so soon, even if I wanted to, I don't have the guts, how cowardly of me. Mom, dad, I don't blame you. Maybe this is what they call "fate")
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this is my first chat story. I'll try to make no mistakes (although ik I'll) .
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Hehehhehehehhehe
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okay bye... dear readers. Enjoy reading. Love you all (only if u like my stories, jk)
ep 2
???
What's your plan? Why would do this so impulsively?
Kian
Never have I ever done something impulsively, Ashley.
Ashley
*smirk* as expected of you, dr. Kian.
Ashley
well, they don't call you the "psycho psychologist" alike.
Ashley
whatever...what's your plan with that young boy? Why did u want to get married right away as that oldie showed you his picture?
Kian
Well... it's another game of possession.
Kian
He's young, recently turned 18, so... it'll be fun..taming a rebellious teen. *looks away with a smirk*
Ashley
What if he gives in easily...
Kian
You're forgetting, I'm a psychologist, good at reading faces...
Ashley
Indeed....(I wonder what this "teen" looks like, he could charm Kian right away.)
Ashley
When's the marriage?
Ashley
*coughs* tomorrow?? isn't it too soon?
Kian
Why be late? it's not like I'm gonna back away...afterall, it's a court marriage, no rituals either.
Kian
What are u sulking for? You aren't invited.
Ashley
what?! why?! *sulking even more*
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Coming up with their marriage. What do u think, Kian is a red flag? Or green? Or black? Or a colour palette?
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Byeeeeeeee
ep 3
Ashley
*scoff* you think marriage is a joke, don't you?
Kian
Not a joke, not now. But a game.
Mr. Johnson
Are you ready?
Mr. Johnson
we need to hurry. Boss cannot wait.
Iraav
*wipes a drop of tear while buttoning his shirt*
Iraav
(at least I won't have to see this huge ass fatty old burglar anymore)
The air in the court room felt heavier than ever, it felt almost suffocating. The gray walls consuming all the innocence ever left among humans. The piles of papers, a proof of delayed justice or maybe no justice at all.
Iraav
(I guess the groom's not here yet)
Iraav
*looking at the door*
And there enters, Kian, he was wearing a black coat. His appearance looks cold, distant and handsome, all at once. His aura felt darker. The room weighed more.
Mr. Johnson
Ahhh, there you're, mr. Kian. *extends hand to shake*
Mr. Johnson
Well then...*awkward*...let's get this done.
Kian
So, you're the one I'm marrying?*to Iraav*
Iraav
*looked down while nodding*
Iraav
(fuck, I can't even look at his eyes. He looks... fierce...)
Kian
(interesting, let the game begin.)
Kian
*signs the agreement*
Iraav
*hesistantly signs the agreement *
Kian
Well, then. I hope not to see you again mr. Johnson *leaves while holding Iraav's hand*
Iraav
*red because of the physical interaction though it was just holding hands*
Mr. Johnson
(not that it bothers, you paid me well for the little boy afterall)
Kian was driving while Iraav was sitting behind. The silence had been thickened.
Iraav
(should I say something? Fuck this is all too awkward. A moment ago, I was unmarried and now, that I've signed a piece of paper, I'm married.)
Iraav
I....I'm... 18...I mean I turned 18 this year.
Iraav
(why the hell am I not able to speak properly)
Kian
I heard you don't go to school. Is that true?
Iraav
Well...I used to, till last year... Then one day, Johnson decided that he didn't want to waste money on me. *looking down*
Kian
that's...that's sad...I mean... whatever...you don't have to think about that uncle of yours anymore.
Iraav
*looks at Kian through the rear view with hope*
But then, their eyes meet. Kian smiled while Iraav looked down immediately, his cheeks slightly red.
Iraav
(it can't be...he can't be a nice person. What am I thinking. What kind of nice person would marry me?)
Iraav
(but he seems nice, but what if it's fake. nothing which is perfect has ever been true.)
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what's your call on Kian? 😉
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