Hate, Terms and Conditions

When Giorgio stepped out of the car as soon as it drove into the enormous compound and pulled the door open for me to step out, I'd wanted nothing more than to slap his hand away, grab my overflowing white wedding dress and get out of this mess I'd knowingly put myself into. But I refrain from it. Because I'd agreed to do this and there was no turning back. I had reasons to do this.Taking a deep breath in and out, I'd taken his hand and let him lead me towards the house that looked part glass, part brick. It was almost impossible to believe that a house as large and beautiful as this existed anywhere around the world. This building is huge it almost seems like a fancy ass Moll that's just been opened in Hawaii. It's tall and well fitted on the ground. There's a large water fall following a pattern down the right end side of the building and I just wanted to stand there and watch it for as long as I could.But I'd pretended to smile up at Giorgio and walk into the house with him hand

After a few more days, I realized I had all my classes with this same guy from the other day, whom I learnt his name was infact Georgio. He was always alone. He never really talked to anybody. Not until we had a group work and I got paired with him along with another guy called James.After that class, I'd thought that he was gonna come ask me about this group work but instead he disappeared, again. James and I came together and decided to meet at the school's library later in the day.Once it was the time, I was walking through the school and towards the library when I came across someone, forcing me to go into a stop. It was almost like he was standing there waiting for me, only coming out to block me as I got there.I looked up to find Georgio standing right in front of me."Hey Katherine" he knew my name? I don't even understand why my heart skipped a bit just now!"Uh....hi..what are you doing here?" I asked awkwardly."I'm here for the group assignment? James texted me" he repli

Have you ever been in a situation where it feels like nothing about that moment makes sense, and you wish that that moment wasn't happening at the same point you wished it were all real? That was exactly what I felt as I watched Giorgio an arm's length away from me. I watched his eyes and his slightly parted lips and almost wanted to slap him. Because I saw all the confidence that emanated from his stares, the pride that sat on his shoulders as he watched me. Was he joking? Was he out of his mind or was this the newest way of saying "I wanna have sex with you?"His eyes dilated as they watched me. They moved as if they searched for the answer to his absurd question in my eyes.I hadn't realized he'd inched closer and placed a hand over my shoulder as I choked on the pepper in my mouth until I was fighting to get out of his grip and set the food down, rising up with all the energy I could muster."What the hell, Giorgio?" I asked, upset.He rises up immediately, his height towering ov

KATHERINE“He did what?” Phoebe asked in shock.I shrugged. “Giorgio asked me to be his wife,” I said firmly.She got up from the chair, pushing her specs up the bridge of her nose, as she walked over to where I was. I sniffed back the tears and tried to show a tough side, but it was getting difficult. I felt like everything was against me.Phoebe stooped down to my level, and then, she wiped off the tears that spilled from my eyes. “Kat, I don’t see why you’re crying. Isn’t it supposed to be a good thing?” She asked softly.I shook my head, and stood up, suddenly annoyed. “How can you say that? I’m a kid myself, so how do you expect me to get married at this age? Do you know how much people would say vile things about me on social media and in this school?”“Fuck them, then,” she said easily.I honestly couldn’t believe what I was hearing right now. It was almost as if it was happening to someone other than me. Phoebe was worse than I had expected. She obviously wanted to ruin my lif

KATHERINEMy brain was shutting down on itself. I was beyond scared about what was happening and how best to handle the situation that had come down on me. With one of the boys pulling at my pant, I wanted nothing more than to be free from them.In one last minute attempt, I hit them with a bag at the back of their heads, one quick move. I slowly rose to my feet, and tried my best to run, only for one to shove me on the wall. I gasped in horror as he came toward me. I didn’t know where to go, and tears matted my eyes in pain. What should I do now?“Please, don’t harm me. You can take my phone and money, but please let me go,” I begged.The boy laughed at me with the rest of the gangs. They surrounded me at all sides, laughing manically. I had no idea what to do. Who told me come to the dark alley. I wish I had stayed back and not done this, or maybe taken a bus?I took a shaky breath, and felt completely shaken. “Please, let me go,” I said quietly.They laughed even harder at me, and