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You know at 5 a.m in the morning, usually people are asleep right? Laying in their comfy bed with their arm tucked underneath the pillow for more head support and their blanket covering them because they got cold during the night.
Well that wasn't the case for me.
Someone was at my front door, banging the hell out of it, waking everyone in the house up. I quickly opened my door and saw my mother rushing down the stairs to check who was knocking so early in the morning. My brothers and I gave each other a weird look.
"Nikki they took her!" I heard some female say in panic. My dad walked out of the bedroom and walked down the stairs to know what was happening.
"What? Who took who?" My mum asked.
"What's going on?" Sam asked, rubbing his eyes.
I shrugged, "I don't know."
"Immigration took Y/n! They're deporting her back to Mexico! Please Nikki I need your help!"
I looked at my brothers and all their eyes widened, including mine. All I can hear now is my mum asking my dad to make some tea and to prepare to make some phone calls.
The next few days were hectic, the lady who came to ask my mum's help was at our house every day. My mum would always make phone calls, including my dad, and my brothers and I had to stay out of the house for most of the time.
"Tom can you please come in here?" My mum asked, waving her hand. I looked back at my brothers for a quick glance before making my way inside. What do they need me for?
"Tom... oh dear I don't know how to say this." My mum sighed, placing her hands on her forehead. My dad touched her arm and pursed his lips.
"Son we need a favor." My dad said, giving me a sad look.
"What kind?" I asked.
The three adults stayed quiet and exchanged looks. They looked like they were unsure but they needed the favor badly.
"Well What is it?" I asked again.
"Would you please marry Y/n?" my mum blurted out. My eyes widened and I was taken back.
"What?!"
"We need you to marry Y/n so she can stay here." My mum continued.
How can she ask me such a thing? I'm young I'm suppose to be having fun, dating other people and exploring life instead of getting married to someone I don't even know!
"Mum I can't do that!" I said.
"Please Tom!" My father begged, "this girl could possibly get killed, she has a life here! She had her life figured out she needs our helps. Immigration shouldn't do these types of things!"
