TWISTED EMOTIONS |

「trouble maker」

Well maybe I entered at the wrong time because clearly my dad was having a meeting which definitely does not involve me or that's what I thought. I stood there staring at my dad not knowing what to do.

"I'll let you think about it Mr Russo choose wisely."  His deep voice echoed through the room as he stood up and left with making an eye contact one more time with the behind him following.

Even After he left I could still smell the strong fragrance of his scent which almost made me dizzy.

I rushed to my dad he looked stress and that's the last thing which he should go through.
"Papà! Stai bene?."  (Dad! Are you okay?)

"Sì, figlia mia. Ho qualcosa da discutere con te."     (Yes  my daughter. I have something to discuss with you.)

"Before that let me get you some water" I rushed to the table and got him a glass of water. I'm scared for his health but as long as I'm here I'll make sure he's taken care of.

I sat beside my dad before asking him." yes dad ? What did you have to say?".

"Bella you know I'm getting old and sooner or later I won't be there to save you from any  danger."

"Dad don't say like that" I replied with almost tears in my eyes. I can't live without my only family left.

"No daughter, it's time we face the reality you're 25 now and we should think about getting you married and a husband who will take care of you instead of me."

"Dad! I thought you knew I didn't want to get married. And I will never leave your side just because you think you're getting old." I continued.

"I know running away was a bad thing but it was my dream to work as a fashion designer. And I also know it upsets you so much you can punish me however but please don't get me married off." I let the tears fall.

"Oh Bella Questa non è una punizione cara. È per te buono. Si prenderà cura di te molto bene."  
( it  is not a punishment dear. It's for you're
good. He will take care of you very nicely.)

"It's also important for our safety dear. We are in no condition to ignore the fact that we can get attacked any time from now we should always be careful."

"Dad but who am I even marrying?"

"Victor sokolov."   I went blank.

"As in one of the Russians? Dad have you forgotten the truce? it goes on from generation to generation you can't just break it."

"Marriage is the only way, as It is not mentioned in the truce."

"You know how ruthless he is right dad? When he heard his father's death he was ready to turn the world upside down he's still out there thirsty for blood."

"Daughter, that's his business and it does not  involve us, it also won't affect us after all this is for your safety and he has given me his word."

"Dad what if he breaks it? Can't you cancel it and find another option I don't want to get married please dad I beg you." Tears continued to flow down.

"Trust me on this one-" before he could complete his breathing suddenly started to lessen.

"Dad? Dad!!."  I shook him and he didn't move an inch so I rushed to one of the guards outside to call the doctor.

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Everything went in a blur as the doctor came, checked and left. It had happened due to too much stress.

It made me wonder, am I the reason for his health? Is it because I left the house without telling anyone or me not not marrying to some stranger or both?

But all I knew was if I was to be the reason then I was ready to sacrifice whatever it takes from my will power to make my dad stress free.

If I have to get married so be it. If I have to give up my dreams then so be it as long as he is by my side.

I'll need to hold back only till my father's condition gets better then maybe i can try to pursue my dreams again.

Even in deeps thoughts I could not get rid of the ache in my heart after hearing about marriage. Was it hard for people like us to love someone and choose them as our partners.

I heaved out a sigh, who am I kidding all my ancestors had arrange marriage, force  marriage even, but never love marriage.

Except for my great grandfather who was the only one who fought against his dad for the love of his life. it takes guts to fight for you're loved ones doesn't it? That was the reason for the truce against the Russians,But i'm never an exception am I?

Maybe my life was to be bound like this and not a carefree girl who could roam around the streets of Las Vegas with the love of her life, or have a first kiss under the rain.

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It had almost been a day since my father had fainted and gotten up, right now I was sitting beside him and eating my meal. I never brought up that topic again because I was scared that something might happen to him again.

Though I knew we were bound to discuss this topic i didn't know it was so soon.

"So, have you thought about it?" Father broke the silence.

"Yes" I looked down not wanting to meet his eyes because then I would definitely have a break down.

"Bella, I'm doing this for your own good, and you're also at the age of getting married."

"Yes dad I understand." No I definitely don't but there is no point in arguing.

"Should I talk to him about it" wasn't this going too fast.

"Wait dad, let a few days pass what's the with the hurry-" before I completed his phone started ringing.

He frowned looking at it. "Who is it dad?"

"It's an unknown number" please let it not be from his work, because if it is he might take stress again.

"Should I speak" I asked dropping my fork on the plate.

"No." He picked it up. I scooted near the phone so I could hear the conversation.

"Hello?" He asked.

"Hello,Father-in- law, so when should we start preparing for the marriage." His deep voice hung in the silent air as I stared wide eyed to my dad.

Dad moved away before going to talk in another room. Oh.my.flipping.days It's happening way sooner than expected.

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