night-time and the sunshine

Chapter 1: My Life Is Taken Away From Me

"Oh you're so gonna regret this"
I said to myself, before i walked out through the gold lined, glass doors, thats seperated me and the brutal cold thats seems to linger all over New York.
I ran over to the black sedan, parked at the front of my apartment building.

"Miss Ivans?" The uber driver questions, through-the now rolled down- car window.

"That's me" i replied, letting the bitterness seep through my voice. I gave the driver one fake little smile, before i climbed into the car.

Why do parents underestimate their children? My mother is psycho when it comes to her kids, she's like a new york Kris Jenner, without the ex-husband. Sure, I'm grateful for her, but she seems to care for the wellbeing of my career, more than she cares about me. My father, now thats a hard one. He's still a puzzle I'm trying to solve.

I like to analyze things, people, places, everything. I don't enjoy not being in control of a situation. It makes me squirm. Some people might even call me a "control freak".

"We're here Miss Ivans"

I handed the driver his money, before i walked out the car. Immediately, i felt a gush of wind across my face, that made me shiver. I let out a sad whelp- the perks of living in the big city.
I stood outside the big glass doors, of the pristine, marble building of the Crown Lux Hotel, where my mother was waiting to see me. I sneaked a look at my reflection on the doors, i was wearing a pair of Unraveled black leather pants, with an oversized grey sweater, layered underneath my favorite Helmut Lang coat. A scarf was expertly wrapped around my neck, and my black Balenciaga boots finished off the look. I mean, i looked good. Not that it made me feel any better.

The warmth of the hotel finally stopped my shivering, as a coincerge led me to my mothers table, at their overpriced french restaurant.

"Darling! It's so good to see you", my mother said, whilst wrapping her arms around my neck. She was a fine woman, with long dark hair and dark green eyes, that complemented her pale skin. She was tall, and proud. Making her more intimidating than she already was. Makeup clung to her skin, the red on her lips perfectly complementing her outfit.

"Hi, mother", i replied, as she waved off the coincerge.
My mother was the definition of a New York housewife, clad in Chanel from head-to-toe. The pearls in her tweed jacket, were so bright, i swear you could go blind if you stared too long. Its obvious i came from a powerful family, the name Ivans speaks for itself. My dad runs the most established firm in all of New York, not to mention his many stock markets, making him the owner of half of Wall Street. I always lived comfortably, and I'm forever grateful for that. But, it's not a lie when people say money can get to your head. That's were my mother comes in.

"So, dearie, how are you? How's school?"

"Oh, schools just wonderful" I said, maybe a little too enthusiastically. I couldn't help but let out a little sarcasm. My mother knows i despise my school.

"Now dear, don't give me all that attitude, a respectable young lady would never speak to her mother like that", My mother remarked, whilst sipping her coffee.

I was just about to retaliate, when a familiar figure walked into our private sector at the restaurant.

"Father?", i said, my suprise obvious in my voice.

He was dressed in his usual suit, which means he must of been at work. He was a tall man, with broad shoulders, light brown hair that was greying at the edges and light brown eyes, that matched mine exactly. I got my mothers dark hair, but my skin is tan, like my fathers. My father never comes to brunch with my mother and I. He was rarely home for dinner when i was still living at the house.

"Hey Bells, how are you?", he replied.
Bells, thats the nickname my dad gave me, the day i was born, according to my mother. He was never really around when i was growing up. But the rare times he was home, he would always call me Bells.

"Hey Dad", i said, getting a look from my mother. She hates it when i call my father 'dad', she says it doesn't sound right. Yeah, i know, what a psycho.

"What are you doing here?", I questioned. Its not like i didn't want him there, but when he's around, it usually means something important. The last time he came to see me, was one of the most terrible day of my life.

"Sit down, Malcolm" my mother said, patting the seat right next to hers.

My father sat down, glancing at my mother before focusing his eyes on me. My mother opened her mouth reluctantly,

"Dear, you are sixteen, you'll be out of school in about a year or so. By the time your out, you're father would need someone to keep check of the company. Now, we both know your older brother is out of the picture. So that leaves us with you, but as you know, no woman has ever ran the company", she paused.
"The only option we have is to, well-wed you off"

I couldn't help but laugh, "hah, thats the funniest joke I've ever heard"
Nice going parents, you really got me there. 'Wed me', hah, thats a good one.

"Its not a joke Bells", my dad said, his face as serious as ever. I looked over at my mother, whose expressions showed no hint of laughter, instead a grim smile.

"We already found you a match, someone good for the company"

And then i lost it, i completely lost it.
No. No. No.
They can't do this to me, they're taking away my future, my life, my everything, No, No.
Thats when i heard a scream, it was high pitched and loud. I didn't realize i was closing my eyes.
Then, it finally downed on me, the screaming belonged to me.

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Hey guys, my names gwen and welcome to my new story HAHA. Ive had this plot in mind for a while, im really excited about this. I hoped you enjoyed the first chapter, i know its short, but i promise it will get better.
I swear later on im gonna edit this and fix the grammar, but for now bare with me :/
PS: the pic on the header is what Bella looks like. (Thats grace elizabeth btw) but if you want her to look a different way in ur head, be my guest. I always find characters on wattpad looking different in my head, than from the pics

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