" So your my bride to be ? " he asked as he got up from his seat .
A stranger , around my age or older . Tall , handsome , brown hair and tanned skin .
" Who the hell are you ?! " i asked as i tried to unlock the door from behind me .
Whats going on ? Your asking . I don't know either. I got kidnapped and shoved into a van where my anxiety went straight through the roof .
This isn't even a thing thats like " oh no my anxiety went up ima faint bleh " It was serious . Anxiety isn't cute its really scary and people use it to get other people to feel bad for them . Like no...other people actually have to deal with it and don't end dealing well with this stuff .
" This has got to be a joke " he scoffed.
I stop fiddling with the door and gave him a sharp look .
" Please id love to hear this
" joke " too " .
" My dad pranking me , ok dad i get it can i go now ? " he laughed and clapped his hands
" Whats suppose to be so
funny ? " i asked
" Your in on the joke too aren't you ? Well since your in on it . Seriously marrying a chubby girl ? God this is such a punishment for people who marry your
type . This is the best joke
ever ! " he replied
" This isn't a joke you know why ? You don't see me laughing " i comment
Is this guy dumb ?
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The Mafia's Cupcake
Teen FictionClare is 250 pounds of pure inner beauty . Her life was pretty much how any teenager's life would be until her 16 birthday when her father showed up . That was the biggest twist in her life or so she thought . Briefly before the arrival he announced...
