Denmark's Final Arranged Marriage

Chapter Twenty - Hello Denmark

Tesla

To say that I was scared was an understatement. Never had I ever disobeyed my parents to this extreme I mean sure I had maybe argued back at some point but never had I gone completely against them.

I had just run away from home. I could try to sugarcoat it as much as I wanted to but the fact of the matter was simple. I ran away.

I ran away and in doing so have dragged my friends into the mess with me. First, by calling, Gina which I am sure scared her half to death. Then poor Kevin had to stay behind to clean up the mess and it was all my fault.

I didn't have to pack, I knew they would catch me so why did I do it. How in the world did I think I could ever get past them?

I should have just count my blessings that I happen to still have my passport in my things from our last trip which had only been a few months ago for that matter.

So stupid, so damn naive.

Why did I have to be this way?

Why could I not be brave and outspoken and maybe say no every once in a while?

I know Levi won't blame me but I also know how much she must miss her brother. They've been inseparable their whole lives. Heck, when I first met them I thought they were twins, even then I was easily fooled.

I still remember the day I met them. It was at our church and the Wydra family had already been to a few of our services and dad was ecstatic of course being that Mrs. Wydra always made sure to leave rather generous tithes in the hands of my father.

My father couldn't push me hard enough to befriend the new and all so giving family. To him, they were simply deeper pockets to dig into and I was a way of establishing a communion.

Levi was all smiles while Kevin was a bit wary being that he really didn't like my father. He was only ten at the time but he was always pretty good at sizing up people for what they were not so much what they wanted people to see.

We were the same age yet so different. Levi was only older than us by a year but she just saw the good in everyone or at least she tried to. We were similar in that department and I think it's one of the things that made it easier for the three of us to get that much closer.

Probably one of the few things my father has done right by me was done that day, pushing me to talk to the two new siblings in our church. Thanks, dad.

Gazing at my own reflection I couldn't help but laugh as I bit down on my bottom lip, shaking my head as I ran the water and washed my hands before bringing my face down to rinse my mouth. Taking a few napkins off the wall dispenser I dampened them and used them to clean my face and neck.

Our ten-hour flight had extended itself into a fourteen-hour flight and that didn't include the first five hours waiting at the airport due to the first delay in flights.

I felt gross, to say the least, and though I had brought a shirt and a pair of sweatpants to change into Gina had practically begged me for them earlier, something about an 'accident' which was fine but I needed out of these clothes and fast.

"Dude, the stitching on these is weird like it's twisting and riding up my... it's going up to places it shouldn't!" Complained Gina as she came out one of the stalls.

Rolling my eyes I turned around looking down at what she was talking about.

"You need to learn how to put on pants," I said before kneeling down and twisting the leg the opposite way, "These cling at your ankles so unless you have the magic touch you will always have to adjust them after slipping them on."