His Perfection

heard wasn't real and that my parents are just trying to play a prank on me. But since when have they become a prankster?. I could feel my heart sinking while I grabbed the handle of the d

use we are family and family look out for each other" I snorted. My eyes are getting teary, blurring my vision. "Or maybe because I am not your child!" I spat out angrily. "Amelie!" Dad yells angrily, he has always hated it when I remind him that I am not his child. But that's the truth. His daughter ran off while being used for deals and amends, now am about to be used to pay debts. His anger fades when he turns and sees the tears rolling down my face. "Amelie..." he calls more softly. "Larina isn't here because you don't want her here. Every single time you turn me into your pawn, your way out, larina hasn't ever been in the picture, it has always been me, me, and me! Now what should I say to Timothy? And his family?" I cried out bitterly. "Your mother is already talking it out with them" dad says " look Amelie, help your father just this once, please my child " he pleads. I stared at him with hot tears rolling down my check, I couldn't speak any other words. No, there was nothing left for me to say, what can I say? I am getting married, No, getting sold off for my father, for my family. I slowly turned around , my heart heavy and broken. I walked out of his study down to the stairs and out of the house. I got inside my car and dragged the seat belt across my chest but somehow it got stuck. I dragged and pulled but it won't bulge, my emotions flying all over the place I let go of it and screamed. Hitting my hand on the steering wheel repeatedly. My heart was broken and my life falling apart and there is nothing I can do about it. Nothing. I rode off to school but my mind was elsewhere, while still inside the car and at the school parking lot, I decided to go look for Timothy. I had dialled his number a couple of times but he wasn't picking up. I started the car and rode off to our normal hanging spot hoping to find him there. The drive from the school to the Rave was a quick one. I got to the entrance and said a few words wi