|The Child Bride
Author: randomdancer64 PM
An American girl is taken to Africa to marry a king. She falls in love with Aaron, the king's servant and they are happy together. But before she can say i do, a friend's unexpected visit takes her back to America, leaving Aaron in Africa. Will fate allow them to be apart? Nooooooo.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Drama - Chapters: 10 - Words: 13,730 - Reviews: 20 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 05-24-13 - Published: 09-15-12 - id: 3058513
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Hey guys! So this is story that has to do with my two stories but the characters from those stories won't come in until I get there. Then I will only update in Behind the Mask until the secret is revealed. Kinda hard to explain but you will see what I mean. On with story.
So Behind the Mask left off when Tony and Sarah kiss. Well this is what happened the next morning on the other side of town.
Vans stood on the curb waiting for her bus. Ugh how she hated her life. She had to go to school where the only thing all the girls cared about is how they look. They wear skirts and dresses and designer handbags and 30 min hairstyles. Vans on the other hand just wore jeans and a sweatshirt.
She spied on the girl next to her. She was speed-texting on her phone. She was just like all the other girls in her school. Preppy.
The bus finally arrived. Vans let little miss perfect through first before getting on. She stepped on and walked to the back of the bus, ignoring all the whispers and snickers she was getting. She dropped her backpack to the ground and flipped her hoodie up.
"Okay." She announced. "If any of you Barbies wake me up you are going to bitch-slapped across your faces. Natalie, wake me up when we get to school." Vans laid down into the seat and went to sleep.
All the other girls rolled their eyes and went back to texting. About ten minutes later they heard a gun go off and the bus stop. The bus driver stood.
"Who the hell shot this damn bus?" She flipped the switch and the doors flew open. Another gun went off and the bus driver was dead. All the girls squealed in fright.
Devon stepped on the bus, gun in hand. His mission was to find a new bride for the king of his country. The king requested a child bride, so Dmitri thought that a school bus going to an all girl school would have a few brides.
"Okay." Devon said. He didn't know English perfectly, but he knew enough to get around. Five men followed him as he walked through the bus.
"Keep quiet, and no one gets shot." He told them. He stopped in front of one of the girls, and then a man grabbed her. She was taken off the bus.
He did the same with another girl and then finally got to the back of the bus. He saw a girl sleeping with her knees bent on the seat. She was definitely different from all the other girls on the bus. All the other girls were scared and panicking and her she is snoring away.
"Wake up." Devon grunted. The girl didn't move. He leaned forward so that his and her faces were inches apart.
"WAKE UP!" Devon shouted.
The girl unconsciously kneed him in the groin. She mumbled something and then sleep-slapped him across the face.
Devon was angered by this. "Men we are taking her and the others!" He shouted in his language. "Let's move!" He picked up the sleeping girl and in an instant, all six men and 3 girls were gone.
12 hours later, somewhere in Africa
Devon could not believe it. The girl was still sleeping. She only woke once to use the bathroom, and even then she was half asleep. Now they were in Africa and she was to meet the king in ten minutes.
He slapped her awake. The girl's eyes shot opened. She sat up.
"Where the fuck am I?" Vans asked.
"You are in Africa; you are to meet the king in ten minutes." The man said.
"Why, did I do something wrong?" Vans panicked.
"You might marry the king." The man informed.
"Oh fuck no! There is no way you are going to make me marry an old king." Vans stated.
She was then pushed into a room. She joined the line of girls that was standing before an empty throne. One boy was on each side of the throne. Savannah thought one of the boys was cute.
Aaron looked at the girls. He particularly liked the girl in the jeans and sweatshirt. She wasn't like the others girls that were smiling and trying to be noticed. She was staring at the ground.
He walked over to her. He hooked a finger under her chin to make her look up. Their eyes locked, and then she smiled.
"Hi." She said.
"You should really get prepared to meet the king." Aaron suggested.
"No I'm sorry but if he doesn't like me the way I am than that's just too damn bad." Vans shrugged.
Aaron smiled and walked back to his position. Just then the king walked in. Vans almost gagged. He was ugly. He sat down.
"Get me name, age, and your talent." He ordered sharply.
There were 10 girls, and all of gave stupid answers like "I won a spelling bee." Or "I am a babysitter." And finally it was Vans turn. She stepped forward.
"My name is Vans, I'm thirteen years old, and I can sing." She shrugged.
"Sing for me Vans" The king said almost dreamily.
"Awe fuck no." Vans sneered.
"Now!" the king's guard pointed their guns.
Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over.
But had me believing it was always something that I've done.
And I don't want to live that way, reading into every word you say. Why don't you just let it go, I wouldn't catch you hung up on SOMEBODY THAT YOU USED TO KNOW.
But you didn't have to cut me off!
Make out like it never happened and we weren't nothing.
I don't ever need you love. Treat me like a stranger and I feel so rough.
But you didn't have to stoop so low.
Have you friends come collect your records then change your number.
I don't ever need that though. Now you just somebody that I used to know.
Aaron watched in amazement. Her voice was so beautiful, like an angel. The king seemed to think that too.
"Why do you want to marry me?" The king asked.
"Me? Marry you? I would never marry you in a million fucking years. Your old, your ugly, and I bet my donut holes your still a virgin." Vans said.
"What is your name?" King ignored her remark.
"What is your real name?!"
"I'm not telling you!" Vans exclaimed.
"You tell me or you're put in the dungeon." The king stated.
"Why is it so important?" Vans asked.
"Because you might be the lucky one to marry me." The king acted like it was winning a trip to Disney world.
"So lucky." Vans sneered sarcastically. She gave in.
"Alright fuckers, my name is Savannah Myers. Happy now?"
So that's where Savannah went! This story is going to cross over with Behind the Mask. And also, I want reviews! I'm not the person to ask for 20000 reviews before I update, but I love them. And I won't update if I get none! So please, just take a couple seconds of your precious time and review.