As I drove into my parents house or more like a mansion, I couldn't help but be a nervous wreck. My parents weren't one to call an impromptu dinner unless it was something serious. I rang the bell and waited patiently for the door to open.

"Hey Roy, it's been a while" Eleanor, our family maid and nanny greeted when she opened the door.

"Hi nanny, it's good to see you" I said walking in, towards the direction of the dinning room to see my parents sitting at the table and let's not forget my elder brother, whom I love to death. I had a sickly feeling that something was up by the way they were staring at me.

After greetings and pleasantries, we started dinner, talking about everything we have missed so far to random stuff.

"So honey, your mum and I have something to tell," my dad said, clearing his throat.

" What......, Is it about your health" I asked, anxiety eating me up.

" Oh no sweetie, your dad is perfectly fine" my mum said with her lip stretched 

wide in an over excited grin. I turned to look at my brother, but he avoided my eyes and kept staring above my head. 

"Sweetie, you're getting married". my mum squealed. 

I couldn't hear anything else as I tried to comprehend what I just heard. Did she just say I'm getting harried or was it parried, I could have sworn it sounded just like married. I looked up to see three of them staring at me.

"Ahhaaaaaaaaa" I laughed so hard to the point of tears. I mean, I always knew my mum was a prankster and I was her favorite victim. That's what I loved more about her and I must say this tops it all. 

"Seriously mum, wow" I wiped the tears off my eyes " nice one, you almost got me there for a second" I said smiling

"It's not a joke sweetie, you are getting married"

I looked at three of them confused, my head started to buzz, I tried to make a connection from the words coming out of her mouth and what they meant. 

" You're joking right" I spoke again as the smile was wiped off my face. I noticed the look on their face. I couldn't help but wonder, it made no sense. Me? Getting married? To whom? Why? I just recently turned 21 and just graduated from college. I'm too young to get married.

"Honey, it's an arranged marriage" my father finally spoke looking at me with a pained expression.

" Why?" I managed to whisper out not trusting my voice.

"The company isn't doing well and close to bankruptcy, this was the only way" he said 

"So you're selling me off" I cried out, tears fell from my eyes. I turned to my mom who was close to tears then to my brother who couldn't even look me in the eyes.

" No, sweetie, never. If we had any other choice we would never have thought of this" my mom spoke out softly as she cried. I stood up staring at them.

"You want to marry me off to a stranger"

"No honey, we would never do that" my dad said while the rest of my family stood.

" You might not remember because you were little, but you have met before when you were eight. His father was a good friend of mine till he passed away" 

"Who is it"

" Giovanni Reeves" he replied

Giovanni Reeves I thought to myself. His name sounded so familiar but couldn't picture a face or anything else.

" Can I think about it, I'm tired and I just want to rest" I said, climbing up the stairs, walking towards the direction of my old room.

"Sure sweetie, take your time "

I closed the door of my room and laid on the bed. I cried for up to an hour before welcoming the warmest of sleep.

groaning loudly as the sun rays hit my face , I rolled on the bed to face the other side.

****

      Today was the day I finally got to meet my so-called soon to be husband and family. It's been a week since I found out I was getting married, I decided to go with it cause I know how important this was to my family. Right now I'm at my parents' because my mum thought it was better if I got ready here.

     

"Hey buttercup, wakeup" my brother sat beside me, trying to shake off the sleep from my body.

  "Five more minutes" I whined covering myself with a pillow and groaned again.

  

  "Breakfast is almost ready and I want to talk to you".

  I got up to sit up straight, rubbing the sleep off my eyes. letting out a lazy yawn, I turned to look at my brother. I could see he was stressed out about this situation.

 " I know this is wrong and I wished there was another way" he sighed as he talked " I just want you to know that I will always be there for you every step of the way, you aren't alone. "

"I know, you have always been my hero and nothing will change that" I stretched to give him a hug, knowing for a fact that I needed it more.

"  If it's too difficult for you please tell me".

"I will, thanks big bro" I gave him a kiss on the cheek.

     

  "Now go shower you stink".

   " Hey........"I whined, which was received with a laugh and he left the room.

   

 I stood up walking pass the mirror, my hair was a mess I looked like I got hit by a train. I walked into the bathroom for a quick shower. I tied my hair into a messy bun as It took ages to dry it up. I wore a pair of black jeans with my white tank top and Snickers, not bothering to do any makeup. I walked downstairs only to be welcomed with an amazing aroma, it smelled heavenly. Ah... My love for food.

"Good morning" I kissed my mum on the cheek then did the same to my dad. I stared at the food on the table, toasted bacon scrambled eggs and don't forget coffee.

" Mhm" I hummed as my mouth watered, eager to stuff myself with food.

 "What time are we going to the Reeves " I asked my mum with food stuffed in my mouth.

"Around 6 sweetie and swallow before you talk" she scolded

  

   "Yes ma" I saluted , making my brother and dad laugh while shaking their heads.

"You know how Roy is mum, you can literally kidnap her with food " Richard said . I stuck my tongue out childishly at him which he reciprocated, we started making faces at each other while our parents laughed.