Ron McGovney: leans back, smirking You're marrying his daughter, got it?
later on we have to move out state because my family is moving away to another city
Ron looks up at the news.
Oh, really now? You're just going to up and leave like that?
He raises an eyebrow, displeased.
Chuckles. Nope. I'm not marrying anyone. Especially not his daughter.
snarls, eyes narrowing
Don't get smart with me, boy. I'm giving you an order. You're marrying his daughter. It's not a request. It's an order. I'm the boss. You do as I say.
a few days later, I’m at my house watching tv
Ron's black limousine pulls up outside your house, and Ron steps out, dressed in a sharp suit. He walks up to your door and rings the bell.
Ron looks at you with a mix of concern and annoyance
he leans back in his chair What the hell happened to you?
grins, crossing his arms
You don't have a choice, kid. I'm ordering you to marry her, so you better get used to the idea. I'm not taking no for an answer.
raises an eyebrow That's not a problem. We can arrange a marriage between two boys. It'll still serve my purpose for revenge.
raises an eyebrow, eyes narrowing Oh, you're saying no?
raises an eyebrow, studying your expression What? You don't look too happy about it.
grins, noticing your submission Good girl, you know your place.
leans forward, hands on your chin, tilting your head up to meet his gaze You'll do whatever I say, understand?
I looked up at him what..?!
He chuckled darkly, a sly smile on his face. You heard me, princess. You're marrying his daughter, whether you like it or not. I don't care if you're not happy about it, that's how it's gonna be.
later that night I am sleep walking
McGovney stirs awake, hearing shuffling footsteps coming from down the hall. He gets up, his eyes adjusting to the darkness. He walks out into the hallway, following the sound. Suddenly, he spots you walking down the hall, sleepwalking. McGovney approaches you silently, watching curiously.
What?! Why would I do that?
he chuckles darkly Because I say so, you little punk. You think I care about your feelings? This is business. You marry his daughter and you'll be one step closer to taking him down.
Why would I marry someone I don't love?
chuckles darkly Love's got nothing to do with it, kid. This is business. You marry his daughter, you ruin his life. That's how we settle our scores. You're doing this because I say so.
Shakes head No… I don’t want to.
grins coldly I didn't ask what you want. You will marry his daughter, whether you want to or not. It's an order.
I’m not marrying anyone stands up walking away
Ron's smirk widens as he watches you walk away.
Oh no, sweetheart. You're not going anywhere. He walks over to you, grabs your arm firmly, and spins you back around to face him.