I stared at her, not being able to say anything. Maybe she was joking or something. How could she state something that dumb?
I chuckled nervously, and at the same time furiously. "You're such a joker, ma'am." I said.
She furrowed her eyebrows like she was confirmed, "Joker? I don't get you," she signaled to me.
"Yep. A joker." I stood up from the couch, and creased my arms across my chest.
My mum let out a shaky and obvious fake laughter, and started to walk to me. 'Mia dear. She's not joking." She said.
She stood in my front, her fake smile disappearing instantly. "Do not speak!" She threatened in a whisper, amidst clenched teeth.
I tried to resist the urge to speak back to her and yell. What in the world were they thinking? I'd get married to a person I knew nothing about? What was wrong with these people?
"Mia." Linda called, which made my mom turn to her.
"Yes ma'am." I sounded cold, frowning slightly at her. I didn't want her to think I was being rude, but they were all prattling.
"Mia dear." She called again as she stood from her seat, and strolled to me. "Are you ok?" She asked. Why would she ask that? Did I look okay?
I seriously needed to leave this proximity, or I could say something stupid anytime soon. And also, my mom was threatening me too. I just couldn't take it all. "I think I'll leave now." I informed them.
"Leave?" Linda wrinkled her face at me, almost frowning. "I haven't even spoken properly yet. What's wrong dear?"
"What's wrong?" I retorted. "I think I should ask you that."
"Oh Miss Linda." My mom let out a fake chuckle, obviously trying to stop me from speaking.
I turned to my dad who wasn't even speaking at all. He only nursed his coffee like nothing was going on around him. He didn't even show a bit of worry on his facial expression.
"Mia's really stressed out right now." My mom lied to Linda. "She's not even in her right state of mind. Do you mind if I talk to her later?"
Linda sighed and caressed my arm. "My dear, I think your mom is right. But, I would really appreciate it if you accept my proposal. I mean, you won't regret it. He's a really great boy. I'm speaking of Ace."
What? Ace? Why in the world would a pauper like me, get married to a big guy like him? I suspected that something was wrong. Maybe they wanted to get something out of it. I never trusted rich people. They were all a bunch of wicked people, to me. I didn't think they deserved anyone's trust. Especially from novice people like me.
"But--" I tried to say but my mom cut me off.
"Ok miss Linda. I promise to give you feedback on our decision. You know this isn't something we can just agree to immediately. Can you please give us some time to think about it?" She uttered in a concerned tone.
I exhaled furiously, trying so hard to hide my irritation. I wished I could speak, but no, I had to keep quiet because someone annoying asked me to do so.
"Ok. I'll leave now. Have a nice time dear." Linda added, and turned to the door.
My mom accompanied her to the door, and all I did was to stand in my posture, frozen. I was so shocked by how far my parents could go in getting what they wanted; money. There was nothing greater to them than affluence. How could they even think of selling their daughter off?
I boiled in anger but couldn't utter a word. They could kill me if I said a thing. I only became more furious that I could say anything or do anything I might regret.
"Idiot!" My mom cursed at me as soon as she walked to my front, and yanked my arm to tug me close to her. "I told you to put on an act, didn't I?"
I stared at her angrily and didn't speak. I was sure my inner body was above a hundred degree Celsius. I was damn vexatious!
"You don't wanna speak, you idiot!" She screamed again as she poked my forehead.
"Mom." I tried to remain calm, shutting my eyes to hide my frustration. "Can you please leave me alone for now?" I asked peacefully.
"Leave you?" She whined, which infuriated me totally. "How can you tell me that?"
"And why can't I tell you?!" I retorted in a yell.
"You just yelled at me?" She widened her eyes and mouth, looking so shocked. "How dare you do that?"
"Stop asking me questions ma. You should ask yourself some questions first," my voice reflected sadness. "How can you even think of selling me off? What do you even think?"
"You jerk!" She hurled as she hit my face. "Who told you you've got the right to determine what you want? I'm your mom here!"
Seriously? Was she even human or a tramp?
I remained in my posture and ignored her completely. The fact that she hit me made me even more flustered. I needed to leave.
"Oh." My dad's thick voice sounded from his seat. I had even forgotten he was there. "Do you think you can decide for yourself? Have you forgotten we are your parents?" He said something annoying too.
I chuckled frustratingly, and sighed in disgust. "You know what? I just realised that you both aren't well. I think your old age is affecting you."
"W--what?!" My mom screamed, tightening her tug against my arm.
"Yeah." I replied sharply. "Your sense isn't on track!"
Oh my God. I was insulting them? I only hoped they weren't going to kill me soon. And if they would, it was better to keep on speaking. What was going to happen would happen.
"Can you listen to yourself?" I continued to say. "How can a random person ask for a marriage proposal, and the next thing you wanna do is to accept it without even thinking twice? Where are your brains? Your butt or something? Unh?"
"You...!" My dad yelled as he moved forward to hit his strong hand against my face. "How dare you speak to us like that?! Do you realise we are your parents?!"
I huffed and held my hot cheek. I could tell that it would be swollen already.
"Parents?" I asked, blinking away the tears that stuck in my eyes. "I've stopped seeing you both as my parents. I think of you guys as junk who cares about nothing but money. I see you guys as some heartless people who can even sell their own daughter for some little amount of money. I don't even like you both. That's the truth. The bitter truth. I wish I could just die and come back to a world where I would have parents that see me as their first priority."
They stared at me, and could hardly utter any word. It surprised me though. My parents had never given me a chance to speak. Well it was good for me. I was glad I could say something. Anger worked for me for the first time in my entire life.
"You both are as good as useless. Just leave my life please!" I added, and walked past them, heading to the door to take my leave. I didn't have an idea of where I was going, but I needed to leave the suffocating area.
I opened the door and left the place. I could hear them yell from behind, but I totally ignored them. I was sure I wasn't in my right state of mind by talking back to them, but every parental insult had a limit.
***
I sauntered on the quiet street, helpless and tired. My day was a really terrible one. It was probably one of the worst days in my entire life.I spotted a side bench by the corner of the street, and traipsed to it. I needed to relax. My mind needed to get rid of my sad and horrific thoughts, but it just couldn't.I sat on the bench gently, and began to recall what happened earlier.I had decided to ignore the errand my mom asked me to go for. My parents wasted my time enough, so I needed to get to work first. When I got to work, my boss was already waiting for me at the doorstep. And as soon as he spotted me coming, he walked to me and started to curse at me, as usual. To be sincere, I didn't feel a bit of sadness because I was so used to that already. I tried to plead, but it didn't work out.He embarrassed me so badly that I regretted the fact that I went to work. I
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LINDAI glanced through the pictures of some damsels on my phone as I sipped from my cup of coffee. I was so screwed up with finding a bride for my nephew, Ace. It was really frustrating already. Mia was my last hope, although I didn't like her that much. She was somewhat rude and unfriendly even though her parents were so nice. I liked her at first but she didn't act all cool.I stood up from my bed and dropped my phone on the side table in frustration, heading to my bathroom to take a shower. I tried resisting the urge to tell my sis I was tired of looking for a bride for her son. It was only getting me worked up.She was so intense in it and it irritated me. I wondered how anyone could still think of an arranged marriage. But well, I couldn't blame her. Her son was a terribly cold man.I knew
"Rude?" I asked as I creased my arms across my chest. "I'm speaking the truth you know?""Who the heck are you?!" She hollered, still in between clenched teeth."You don't need to know who I am." I was so indifferent to her. "Don't yell at me, ok?""Why shouldn't I?" She asked sharply. "How is killing myself even your problem?"I glared harder, literally furious at the fact that she ought to be thanking me for saving her life. Did she think she was some kind of cartoon character who could be saved at any time? We were speaking of “death” here!"You know what? I think I made a mistake by saving you from drowning." "Yeah, you did," she bit out. "Alright." I scrunched my nose, getting more irritated by the attitude she was giving me. Not thinking further, I reached for her waist, and shove her into my arms. "I'll throw you back in there," I announced. . "W—what? Leave me! You idiot! What the heck is wrong with you? How can you drop me in the water?" She cried, hitting her hands against
I rolled on my bed uncomfortably. I didn't know what the fuck was obstructing my sleep but it was literally frustrating."Arrgh!" I grumbled as I sat up. "What the heck is wrong with this bed?"I yawned and tugged my pillow against my chest, turning to my side clock."Oh my gosh!" I cried as I jumped from my bed. "10:00am?!"My parents were definitely going to kill me. I was sure my mum had done the chores and was planning to hit and trouble my ass.I jumped from my bed and gadded to my bathroom, grabbing my toothbrush and pressing a paste against it.I stared at myself in the old three feet mirror in my bathroom. I indeed looked terrible, as Linda had stated the day before. My eyes were swollen even though I didn't cry that much. I only cried when I was on that asshole arm. My hair was in such a mess that if a child saw me, he'd definitely think I was a zombie or something.I
"Saturday?!" I exclaimed as I stood from my seat. "That's in two days time. How is that even going to be possible?""Oh my dear." Mrs Norman said. "I understand that you think this is close but I need you to also understand that this needs to be done so soon.""But why?" I asked. "I mean, why the rush? We've got enough time.""Are you interested in this or not?" Ace stated, causing me to turn to him."I--I..." I tried to speak but my dad caught me in."The thing is that she's so worried about the expenses. That's it." He stated and let out a shaky chuckle.My parents, dumbest human in the world. All they cared for was money. They didn't even care about my feelings. How could they agree to get their daughter married to a random person who proposetwo days ago? I didn't expect less though."Oh, the money." Mr Norman finally spoke. "We understand that you guys don't hav
I stepped into my closet, dropping my towel on its holder and slipping on a grey sweat pants, together with a silky, black, tank top. I walked out of the closet and sauntered to my bed.My day was so frustrating. It was 7:00pm, but, I decided to sleep. All of Ace's threat were ringing in my mind. I didn't know how dangerous he was. But from my observation, he seemed really dangerous. Even his mother was scared of him. What the fuck?I dunked into my bed and swung my duvet across my body. I stared at the ceiling and meditated on my next step. I only had a night to decide. I didn't know whether to stop the wedding or not. I wondered what was going on in Ace mind. It was better to not start something that would be unable to be stopped.I thought for a while and finally made my decision. The wedding was gonna be called off. At least it was only recently planned. A lot of guest couldn't have been invited already though.
I stared at myself in the mirror. I looked so stressed out and weary. I could hardly sleep. I was in a crazy dilemma. A dilemma that didn't worth my thought or time.Even when I tried to sleep, Ace's words attacked me in my dream. I had been threatened a lot in my life, but none of it seemed so scary like Ace's. I wondered how he did that. His glare alone, frightened me so bad. How on Earth was I going to survive, if I got married to him?I sighed and walked to my door, opening it, and shutting it gently as soon as I was out. Although my mind wasn't supporting my decision, I was willing to do it for Mrs Norman. It wouldn't be nice to hurt the old lady. I was willing to listen to whatever he had to say. What if he was only sputtering false threat? And what if he was being serious? I was so puzzled. How could my own life be confusing me?I walked down the stairs, carefully, and observed everyone in the living room. M