Update from last chapter:

"Um, Rory? There's someone here to see you."

"What?" said Rory, and finally looked up. An expression of shock and fear registered on her face.

"Well, well, well. If I had only know that you walked around you room like this, I would have gone to this school with you. Hey, we could have been roommates!"

"What do you want here, Dean?"

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Chapter 5: That Insufferable Creep!

"Hey, no need for hostility, darling. I'm just here to visit you. I missed your pretty face."

"Hey, Steph, can you give us a minute alone? How about you go get some lunch? I just need about ten minutes…" Rory said, looking at Stephanie with pleading eyes.

"Sure, Ror. Call me if anything is wrong, ok?" Steph said and walked out of the dorm, closing the door behind her.

"Stay away from me, Dean. I told you that I want nothing to do with you!" said Rory, pulling her bathrobe tighter as she felt his eyes skimming her body.

"Now, I know that you didn't really mean it."

"Yes, I did!"

"What are you doing here, Rory? Look at this place! No maid to clean up your mess, no butler to run to when you're starting to have impure thoughts about your boyfriend…"

"You insufferable son of a bitch!" Rory screamed.

"… or shall I say fiancée?" Dean continued, pretending he didn't hear Rory's insult.

"What drugs are you on? I told you that I want nothing to do with you! I will never go out with you again, and I will definitely never marry you!"

"Oh, we'll see about that. See, a few years ago, your precious daddy did something that could cost him his dear presidency. Now, the only person who knows about this… incident… is my father… Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"I'm not two, Dean. I understand English. Even when it's coming out of your filthy mouth." Rory spat out.

"Alright, then I'll go on. We only have a few minutes before Miss Blondie comes back, and you wouldn't want your friends overhearing, I'm sure. So, where was I? That's right. My father. My father could ruin Christopher. Your family would have nothing. You would be kicked out of the society circle. Your family would be starving on the streets. Of course, your daddy wouldn't want that for his beloved family, would he? You see, my dad made him a deal: he would keep the "incident" a secret… if you and I would get married when you turn eighteen."

"WHAT?" screamed Rory. She felt her knees shaking as she replayed what Dean just said. Married? To that creep? "You have got to be kidding me!"

"Nope, I'm completely serious," replied Dean smugly. "So, my dear fiancée, I'm sure that you'll be seeing a lot of me soon. My mother has the date for the wedding all picked out. It will be the weekend after your birthday."

Rory was too shocked to speak. This has to be a joke. Her father would never… what was so bad that he had to sign away his daughter? What was so bad that would result in their family on the streets? And why hasn't he told her?

"See you soon, Rory. I suggest you visit Victoria's Secret and prepare for our honeymoon. Remember – my favorite color is red," said Dean with a smug smirk and walked out of Rory's dorm.

Alone, Rory finally let her body collapse to the floor. The first sob escaped, and soon Rory was crumpled on the floor, sobbing uncontrollably.

AN: all right guys, this is a short update because I have finals this week and the next. I'll try to keep on updating more, but the updates probably won't be that long. Thanks to all who keep on reading it.