Arranged Marriage to My Boyfriend's Twin?

Allison’s P.O.V

So here we were sat around the table, looking at Mrs. Renn.

“No.” Carlton said smiling. “No, no, no and err…no.”

Mrs Renn looked at him “You will be spending time with Allison, you’re her fiancé, and you’ll be getting married in 4 weeks!”

Carlton glared at me and flipped me off.

“Carlton James Renn! You apologies to Allison!” She shouted. Carlton crossed his arms and looked in the opposite direction “Now!” She screamed, literally knocking him off his chair.

He muttered “Sorry” Before getting up and walking out.

Mrs Renn’s eye’s turned to me “Well if you two are going to spend some quality time together you’d better go find him and talk to him.”

I sighed and got up. If I was a pissed off fucked up 18 year old boy, where would I be?

“Games room.” Someone whispered. I turned around and saw Derek. Whenever he’s pissed off he goes to the games room, but seeings as he’s never been here before and he doesn’t know where it is…he could be anywhere.”

I smiled at him before walking down one of the corridors. This could take a while.

Carlton’s P.O.V

I don’t know why I did it. I was angry I suppose. Not at her…just at…the world really. I mean my parent’s are being all supportive to Derek and shit, saying that he’s really great and everything because I have to marry his girlfriend and that must be hard on him, but what about me?! Isn’t it hard on me?I’m the one that isn’t aloud a life! I’m the one that has to work all day everyday for the rest of my friggen life. I’m the one that has to love someone I don’t love. I have to marry her and one day, have kids with her.

I walked around the corridor’s looking for the games room, but I just gave up. I sat down on the floor and gave up. On everything. I gave up. I just sat down. Feeling numb.

I wanted to cry and scream and kick something, but I couldn’t. I just couldn’t. I stopped feeling angry, and I felt numb. I felt nothing. I felt indifferent.

“Are you okay?” I looked up and saw Allison.

I didn’t answer so she sat down next to me and we were both silent. I’m not sure for how long. It felt like maybe an hour or two, but I’m not good at estimating the time.

“I’m sorry.” I sighed

“What for?” Allison looked kind of confused

“About earlier…I didn’t mean to swear at you…it’s just…” I sighed. How was I meant to tell her that I really didn’t want to marry her without making her feel like shit? “No offence I just don’t want to marry you.”

She smiled at me “None taken, because I don’t want to marry you. We’re 18, no one should have to marry that young, I mean I got accepted into a collage for music and art’s and stuff. I was going to take art…but I can’t anymore. And my mother wouldn’t have let me anyway…” She sighed and looked out the window.

“So you’re good at drawing and stuff?” I asked. But I didn’t get an answer.

My mum came running up to us “I’ve been looking for you everywhere Allison!” She said with a look between shock, sympathy and sadness.

“I have some bad news…”