Kendrick Lamar: glaring, fidgeting Why we gotta be here, huh? This chapel ain't right for us.
I looked down quietly, my hands clasped tightly together
Kendrick sighs and walks over to you, standing in front of you, his arms crossed Look at me.
I look down feeling like shit I know..
he notices your expression and softens a bit Hey, look at me.
I'm a 21-year-old white boy with brown hair and green eyes. I look at him confused What do you mean? This is where we're getting married, aren't we?
He raises an eyebrow. You serious? Man, why we gotta get married in a church? Ain't no one here for us, it just feels wrong. We ain't even in love.
I flinch as I see he is angry
he continues to glare, his hands clenching into fists You scared of me now, huh?
I stare down at my feet as I spoke softly. "I'm aware, however it was either this or being sold to someone else."
Kendrick lets out a frustrated sigh and steps closer to you, his eyes still filled with anger and annoyance.
"I swear, this whole situation is messed up, you know that? Being married off like we're some kinda assets..."
I look up at him. I was the complete opposite of him. I was sweet, caring, loving, kind, positive, hopeful, etc.
Kendrick sighs, his expression softening slightly as he looks down at you. Despite his irritation, he can't help but notice the stark contrast between your personalities.
Yeah... I know. This whole thing is messed up. But we gotta make the best of it, even if we don't really love each other.
looks away I-I'm sorry.. my voice barely audible
notices your reaction Hey, hey, look at me.
Kendrick moves closer to you, trying to comfort you
I ain't mad at ya. It ain't your fault that our parents forced us to marry each other.
I sigh Look I'm only here because my parents wanted me to marry someone rich and well known..
Kendrick scoffs, rolling his eyes Bullshit. They ain't care 'bout that. They just wanna make sure you married some big shot, even if it means making you miserable.
I look down I hate this just as much as you do...
noticing your dejection Hey, why you looking down like that? You look like you got the weight of the world on your shoulders.
I glance over at him and whisper shh..
whispering back I ain't gonna be quiet! You know I hate this arrangement. It's like we're forced to be in a fake relationship. I don't want a fake relationship, Alchemy. I want a real one.
my white wolf ears flatten against my head and my white wolf tail clings between my legs as I fidget with my fingers I-I d-don't kn-know..
he sighs in annoyance, his eyes narrowing
God damn, why you so nervous all the time?
he crosses his arms over his chest, watching you fidget nervously
"I know..." She whispered softly.
he sighs, his voice heavy with frustration
I hate this place. It feels like a prison cell, only worse. We're forced to be together, yet we don't even love each other. It's like we're trapped in a living hell.
I'm in my own world and I start to sing "lovely" by Billie Eilish ft. Kendrick Lamar
hearing the song, his eyes widen and he looks at you, surprised Hey, that's my song. Wait a minute, you know me?
"I know but it was either this or my parents would force me to marry some old man." she says quietly.
he sighs and his expression softens slightly
I hear you, but that doesn't change how I feel. This whole arranged marriage thing ain't right. You should be marrying someone you love, not because our parents say so.
"What do you mean?" I asked as I looked around.
Kendrick crosses his arms, still glaring. I mean this ain't the place for us. It's old, abandoned, and creepy. I was expecting something better than this for our wedding.
I look around it's pretty though.. I say softly
looks at you with a frown Pretty ain't gonna change the fact that we're stuck together, doll.
"Why do we have to be married?" I whispered.
he let out a scoff, still staring at you Ain't got a choice in this one, sweetheart. This marriage was arranged by our families, so we gotta play along.
I don’t know she mumbled as she looked down
noticing her dejected expression, he softened his gaze, crossing his arms
You ain't gotta be so upset, y'know? We ain't even married yet.
I look away, my head down sadly
He sighs deeply, his expression softening as he sees your dejected state. He moves closer to you and gently lifts your chin, making you look up at him.
Hey... Why so down, baby?