Boba || Chapter 9 // Book Written Life

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Boba || Chapter 9 // Book Written Life My dad was in shock. “This is twice the amount”..he said, his voice staggering. “What”??? Chris just wanted to know what was going on. Marcus had offered my dad twice the amount of money Chris’s family offered just to marry me. The papers stated that Marcus and I would get married and move in together. The best part was that my parents couldn’t visit me unless I let them. Marcus took a deep sigh, brought me close, and repeated “do we have a deal”? My dad looked over at Chris’s dad who surprisingly encouraged him and gave him a nod. The anticipation was big as I prayed for the best. Whatever came out of my dad's mouth would determine my entire life. And with a deep huff he firmly shook my dad's hand. I hate my parents with a burning passion but for the first time I was excited for something that they actually gave me. It wasn’t money, designer shoes, or a different phone, it was actual freedom. The thing I have always wanted since I was 4 has finally come true. I was at the verge of tears and I felt a tight embrace as Marcus hugged and gave me a gentle, passionate kiss. As our parents were talking Chris was still dumbfounded and clearly annoyed and confused. With Marcus on my side I walked over towards him and handed him 2 things. Our “proposal” ring that started all this back when we were kids and a necklace he gave me the day he said we were gonna get married in the future. Still shocked I gently handed him both in the same box and in the same condition from the day he gave them. “Sorry Chris, as much as I wanted it would have never worked out. I tried giving you chances but you’re too pushy. Also quit stalking me or I'll file a restraining order”. “W-wait Ruby!-“. Before he could say anything Marcus shot him a very threatening and dirty look. We walked outside and got into Mathew’s car. Looking outside the window I could see Chris on his knees bawling his eyes out. I felt some guilt but not much. He was always possessive, touchy, and he would always force his beliefs on others. To this day I wonder if the reason his ego got out of control was because of how spoiled and pampered he was as a kid but we will never know. Marcus gently hugged me as we drove off. What I loved about being his fiancé was that he wasn’t touching me without my permission and respected my boundaries. He was kind and caring and always brought me comfort. I remember the day he did his face reveal on his livestream and invited me to join but later told me to just wait because there were guys, according to him, saying “stuff” about me and he got jealous. He just makes me super happy. 5 years later: The church bells are ringing as I step into the hallways and make my way to my soon-to-be husband. The heartless parents I want nothing to do with didn’t show up because they had casted me out of the family name. I had no issue with that; I didn't want them to ruin my magical day. Mathew (my father figure) escorted me down the aisle. My heart is overwhelmed with emotions as I notice Marcus is tearing up a bit. As we unite hands and hear the pastor speak I can feel both our hearts racing. “You may now kiss the bride”. With that Marcus brings me in for a loving and gentle kiss. I felt like crying tears of joy. Thanks to him the wedding day I once dreaded became one of my most valuable and important memories. Everything was going great for me and my sister. They moved close to us which made me happy. I could tell she was proud of me when I saw her sitting with her wife and child as she was giving off a bright smile. I escaped my book written life all thanks to a boy with messy hair and eye bags. You may be wondering “what happened to Chris”? Chris’s parents had made fake checks which they would hand out. The only reason they got caught was because the dad of Chris’s wife happened to be an officer who investigated the checks and proved they were fake. Luckily Marcus saved me otherwise who knows what would have happened. I could have gone into debt. It’s not the Karma I wished for but I’ll take it. It’s been 5 years and now me and Marcus are living a great life. We live in California and are expecting a daughter! As we share a cup of boba on the beach I reminisce our high school days on how a simple babysitting job changed my life forever.