My reckless lover

" you do it!" I shouted. "You can't make me do it, dad" I laughed hysterically for I know that this is so stupid. " this is what you need, you're not a 13-year-old girl anymore, Clarissa and watch your tone!" my dad firmly said to me. "you got no choice, but to marry this guy and save our family from the scandal that you made!" and that where it sunk in to me, I really got no choice cause, I embarrassed my family's name last night when I joined that f*****g drag race, and punch some dude for saying that I'm not good enough to kick his ass, well I did kick his ass just to prove him wrong. Poor balls " I'll clear the family's name, Dad. Just don't make me marry that asshole" my dad looked at me with his cold eyes "watch your words, Clarissa! I raised you better than that. I didn't raised some b***h who act like a rebellious kid on public punching some guy, and sending the guy to the hospital to fix his nose." his face started to turn red and I got nervous a bit, not gonna lie. well he f*****g deserve it. " you know, I wouldn't do that without a good reason, dad. You know me better than anybody else does" I countered " sometimes, I ask myself, where did I go wrong in raising you. I gave you everything you ask for, all the clothes, cars, a nice house, and good amount of money." he listed it like it's something that I owe him. you didn't gave me enough love and attention, dad. You didn't gave me the comfort and care that I needed when something goes wrong, you're too busy with your business that you forgot you got me waiting every night just to kiss you before I sleep, you always forget to give me a hug before you go to work even though you already see me waiting for you with an open arms, you always forget about me, you just shower me with money, f**k it, I don't need money, I only want you and mummy to care for me. I need a parents, I don't need fancy things, I miss the old you before you became a successful business man. those are the words I kept in myself. " Don't worry, dad. I'll marry him, if that's the only thing that will make you happy." I give up, I don't want any more arguments. " Good, your mom will be arriving next week from her vacation for your engagement party" of course mom is on a vacation again. Living as if she's this single-mom, who has no responsibility to a house. " Sure just let me know" I said with a dry smile. he stood up and was about to leave me there. " you know that I'm doing this for your own good, right?" he looked back "of course, dad. I know" I said sarcastically "Do I need to pack all my clothes and stuff now?" " Come on, Princess, you know that's not what I meant when I said that, You can still stay here" he walk back towards me again. " no, it's fine, maybe my future husband isn't that busy to give me a little of his Time, and besides this house doesn't feel like home to me anymore" it's my time to stand up now. stupidity is continuing this conversation knowing that it won't get you somewhere. " What do you mean? I tried to give you everything that you need" he raised his voice. " sure, dad, I don't wanna argue with you anymore. I'll marry that guy and will kick myself out of your big-ass mansion". I said and took my car keys with me " Clarissa, come back here, you brat! we're not done talking " I heard my dad shouted, but I ignore it. yes, we're done, you made yourself a decision that's only for your own benefit. I closed the door strongly, that it made a loud sound As I should I started my car, and sped off away from that mansion. Should I call, Francine? no, she has a problem too. I stopped my car in the middle of nowhere. Stupid mansion, many people envy my life because I'm living and comfortable life as what they say, I have YaYa's, well I do love my Yaya, she's been there since I can remember, but the mansion didn't gave me that enough memories, we just moved there when dad's business became successful. And that was the start of my lonely life, I'm known as the heiress of the Clarkson's empire, my dad's self-made business. I know in Myself that my dad didn't want me to marry this man just because I've embarrassed him in the national tv, but he just used this as way to trap me. He wants to have an heir to his empire, and he don't trust me enough to take care of his business, all he thinks is me being this brat, stubborn, arrogant, and stupid daughter. Well, he chose this way so why not, give it a try? Money can really change a person, before I didn't believe it, not until, I get to witness it with my own eyes. My mom became irresponsible, doing all these shopping-spree, going out with her socialite friends, literally forgot that she has a daughter at home. My dad became workaholic, or maybe he was just afraid to become a poor man again? what's to afraid in being poor, when you got your love ones with you, right? I'm afraid of what the outcome of my life will be. Living with someone you don't know, worse is marrying him. Will he be good to me? or he will make me his slave? why did he agree to marry me? The fear of what the tomorrow will be is consuming me. I'm so drained, I need a good rest. I started my car again;and found myself in this bar, drinking alone, getting drunk, I love getting drunk when I got this problem, A problem I know I can't solve if I'm sober. Sometimes you just need a little alcohol or more. "another shot, pls" I told the bartender the bartender looked at me "do you have someone that'll take you tonight? you drank too much" "it's none of your business, now give me another shot of tequila" I recklessly put the glass to the counter that it almost broke. he got no choice ,, but to give me one. I feel sorry for myself, I feel bad for the life that I have. would you rather be poor, but happy? or would you rather be rich, but lonely? "hey, miss! Wanna dance?" I'm in the middle of my thoughts when this guy asked me. I looked at him and he has this mustache which I find disgusting, so I shook my head to say no, but this guy came close to me and touched my shoulder. "don't f*****g touch me". I pushed him. I can feel the alcohol kicking in, I'm losing my balance. "c'mon I know you want me" he said while licking his bottom lips "leave me alone, and we'll have no problem" instead of doing what I said, he did the opposite, he grabbed my hand and forced me to stand up. I stood up and went straight to punch his nose. We took everyone's attention when , he shouted and holding his nose. "You b***h! be thankful someone still want to dance with you" I can see the pain in his face while trying to stop the blood coming out from his nose. dang, his nose is the most hardest nose I've punched. " And be thankful, piggy, that I only punched you, I'm so close to kick your balls". I stuck my tongue out. The guy got fed up when everyone started to laugh, he was about to grab my hand when someone pulled him and took him to the bouncer. The guy who pulled him was wearing this sweater, and I was not able to see his face. who wears a sweater inside a bar?? "Looks like the show is over, guys; let's now continue to enjoy the night" I shouted at everyone. " another shot pls" I said to the guy over the bar. " Sunshine, I'm starting to think that you got this birthmark on your ass to be this unfortunate that wherever you go, you always find trouble". I was a little drunk, but I clearly heard what this guy in the sweater told me. " What do I do? I'm the trouble-maker daughter of an arrogant billionaire " I scoffed. " Now, you're so drunk let's get you home, sunshine." " I can take care of myself, and I don't talk to strangers, just because you saved me from that guy doesn't give you the right to be here with me, I can kick his balls only if you didn't take care of it. " I said, but I'm so drunk that I fell in this guy's shoulder. the guy instantly grab me into his arm. I can't stop, but to feel sorry for the way I am right now. what a f*****g loser! Maybe, my husband will love me. That's all I need after all, I've already experienced being rich and poor and both has its own disadvantages. I'd rather stay poor, to think that my dad would still choose to spend a night with me watching the television. I miss him so much. I wish we were never rich. That's all I can think of before I fell into a dark alley of sleep.