Disciplinary Action/Disciplinary Office/First Quarter/Diya purpose/Marriage/Both/Talk/Other/Luana
You take a seat in your office opposite Luana who is looking at you with a concerned but somewhat friendly face. Fortunately, it seems with everything so far you have managed to more or less gain her trust.
"umm... you wanted to see me, sir?" She said. "I can assure you, I've been doing my best to stay out of trouble."
"Oh yes, you didn't do anything." You tell her, calming her down immediately. "I can assure you, you are not in trouble Miss. Styles."
"Alright, so, what am I here for?" She asks, leaning in to get look in your eyes.
"Well, your sister came in here earlier, she came in on her own. You know about the deal she made with me, right?"
"Yeah, I know." She said with a heavy sigh. "I don't really like it, but... well... she says she really likes you. I'm not really sure how much of that is real love and how much of it is just her accepting that she might be forced to do it with you someday and just wants to tell herself you are someone she can love. Either way, it seems like she's completely over the moon about you." She sighs again and shakes her head. "Well, I guess at least you really are nice."
"Well, thanks I guess." You respond. "I like to think I mean a little more to her than that."
"You don't know girls very well, do you Mr. Gardner?" She says. "Stuff like that is possible, we tend to be adaptable and convince ourselves of things in order to make accepting a horrible situation easier."
That one kinda stung. Is it possible Diya's apparent love could be entirely manufactured? In that case, the same thing could be going for Mary as well. In fact, it's quite easy to believe she only wants to marry you in order to get away from her mother, and doesn't really love you. And then the only reason she is openly willing to have sex with you is because her friend Diya told her that's what she needs to do in order to be married.
"Anyway, why was Diya in here then?" Luana asks, bringing things back on task. "You didn't just call me to ask my opinion about her, did you?"
"No, the reason I called you is because Diya has seriously taken things to a whole new level in terms of pursuing things with me. It's... a bit of a complicated story actually. How much do you know about Diya's friend Mary?"
"Umm... well, I know she's a pretty athletic girl, and she hangs out with Diya a lot at recess. Of course, she can't bring Mary to our house and it seems like Mary's mom won't let Diya come over to Mary's house, so they really just know each other from school and cheer leading."
Well, that's interesting, but not entirely unexpected. "Well, it turns out Mary's mother is being abusive toward her. Diya found out and went and did something really crazy to get Mary out of that situation. She dragged Mary into my office with her and the two girls pretended to be lesbians in order to try and make me give them forced marriage as a punishment."
"Oh my god!" Luana responds with a stunned expression. She is clearly keyed up now, you have her full and absolute undivided attention. "Did you do it!? You did, didn't you!?" She asks and then accuses you.
"Well..." You are not exactly sure how to respond to this.
"Oh my GOD!!! Who is she getting married to!? PLEASE don't tell me my sister is going to be marrying some psycho from this town!"
"Of course not!" You reply to her, cutting her off.
"She's marrying YOU isn't she?" She keeps pressing on with her accusatory interrogation tone. You can only sigh and collapse back into your chair.
"Yeah, that's how it came out." You admit.
Luana heaves a heavy sigh. "Oh my god!" She says for the third time. Technically, you could easily get her in trouble for taking the lord's name in vain over all of this, but given the situation, you think you have plenty of room to let it slide. "Have you told mom and Aunt Marriette yet?"
"Yes, they were among the first people I told."
Luana lets out another heavy sigh. "Well, you'd BETTER make her happy!" She says in a threatening tone. "Seriously, if you do anything to hurt her I'm going to do horrible things to you with a razor blade." Why do you not doubt that threat? And also, that's another line that really could have netted her some serious trouble if she directed it toward anyone else or if there were witnesses to it in here. "Wait, so then who's that Mary kid getting married to!?" She asks.
"Well, that's also me. I'm marrying both of them."
"Horny bastard." She replies and rolls her eyes. "And when is the wedding?"
"Well, because it's to get Mary out of her house, it's this afternoon, right after school lets out. Your mother says she's going to be there with all the other ladies working at the brothel, and I've already told Beatriz as well. She's going to be able to take off work early to attend along with the girls as well."
"I see, so, you called me in order to invite me to my sister's wedding then?" She asks.
"Yeah, that was the idea actually."
This gets another sigh. "Yeah, I guess I'll be there." She says. "My after school job is off anyway." She presses her knuckles to her forehead and shakes her head back and forth. "Thanks..." She says, slowly standing up and shifting about on her feet awkwardly. "Thank you for, umm... telling me, and also... yeah, I guess I got a little off with my language when I was surprised. Thank you for not coming down hard on me about that." She stops and gets a thinking expression on her face. "Actually, you haven't done anything with her yet, right? Maybe I can take a little bit of the edge off for you before your wedding, call it my punishment for swearing in your office. I'm actually pretty good with my hands. And don't give me any BS about cheating on your fiance, I know what you do with all the other little girls in this office."
Yeah, you bet she is.