I Never Asked

Weddings. I always thought they were to be the happiest day of your life. I suppose God didn't think I deserved that. Here I am looking at myself in the mirror on my wedding day. That's not even the best part. I haven't even met my fiance'. Lucky me!

  "Darling you look beautiful." Well I suppose that's one good thing about today. My ever so sweet mother complimented me on being beautiful. Isn't that new? Or it's something I've heard my entire life. I mentally rolled my eyes at her for stating the obvious.

   I'm not pissed at my parents for selling me at all. I'm feeling ferocious. I mean,who does that? Marry off their daughter just to save them money. Sure... All parents do that to their daughter.

  I was pulled from my thoughts by the door opening. But wait. Guess who walked in? My good for nothing father. The same person who made a deal about me as if I'm some document.

    " Sweetheart I know you are mad but you must understand we have to do this." Was he for real right now? "Mad is an understatement for how I feel right now. But I suppose you don't care. The only thing good I see about this marriage is the fact that I won't be near you people again." I didn't snap. I simply made a statement calmly.