Son

9 Snitch

I stood at the front of the aisle with my head down and hands wringing nervously together. Usually Indian royal weddings are huge festivals but it was thought to be best to keep this quiet and perhaps put on a show later. Not that I would be around for that. I didnt even want to think about that. This quiet ceremony was at the WhiteHouse chapel with only a few necessary attendees. No one extra.

The music started playing and President Mcarals put his hand on my shoulder, for comfort or a reminder of our deal?

I could sense her and her father behind me, coming closer and closer.

I closed my eyes and turned. When I opened them I couldn't do it. I couldn't look at her.

I could feel her breath coming through slow and evened. Her vail dropped into my line of view, I looked at her tanned hands which had henna intricately decorated each part of her hand leading up her arm. I followed the brown dye up and just to the bridge of her neck.

"Do you, Brentha Capeliana take Lincoln Mcaral to be your lawfully wedded husband?" The priest asked. "Yes" she said quietly. "Do you Lincoln Mcaral take Brentha Capeliana to be your lawfully wedded wife?" He asked. I looked down and paused. Could I really do this? Did I even have a choice?

"Yes" I said and I heard president Mcarals sigh in relief behind me. I can't do this I don't want to be here, I started panicking what have I done? I need to get away from this.

"You may kiss the bride" the priest smiled but by that time I already knew I was going to throw up. I walked off the side of the chapel and as soon as I was out of the room I bolted for a bathroom. I heaved up into the bowl and rested against the side of the stall. After a minuet a voice came through. "Mr Mcarals sir we can't find him, he might of tried to leave through the tourist wing, it would be hard to track him through there and stop him. We've put most of the security agents on the streets to start a low key man hunt" He said. I recognised the voice as a head security agent. I heard a zipper then a sigh. Someone started peeing "Well you better find him we need him for the deal" he said with an underlying hint of danger. "I thought his part was done anyway sir, I thought we were going to have orders to let him leave" the head security agent asked confused. Mcarals laughed finishing up and washing his hands. "I had to say that just in case it leaked through to him," he paused resting a hand on the door "You really thought letting him leave after the marriage was going to solve our problems? He can't leave, he needs to be head of India so we can milk it of everything it's got, diamonds oil the lot. How's he going to do that if he's galabanting about the place. Anyway, I'd have to have him removed, can't have my bastard son running to campaign against me for the next election" he grinned before heading out of the toilet.

I collapsed into a sitting position. I couldn't let this happen. I need to get the hell out of here, away from this God awful place and these people. I looked out of the bathroom carefully and saw no one was about. I darted out of the door and towards my 'room'. I grabbed some jeans and a dark hoodie and dived into the toilet just in case someone looked into the room. But as that security bloke said it looks like everyone's out looking for me. So it's just getting out of here before the worry of not getting caught outside. I slid out of the room with a baseball cap pulled low over my eyes and a hood pulled up. I maneuvered myself towards a set of steps that I knew lead me down and into the main hall. I opened the doors at the bottom and fell right into a tour group. "Please stop touching that it is worth more than your life" the tour operator said to some boys who poked a Chinese vase. "Can anyone actually tell me how much this is valued to be worth?" He asked and a few kids put their hands up but most were not playing attention. I slipped my earphones in to blend in and seem more like a teenager rather than actually me.

"The same amount as your mom paid to sleep with me" one guy said and his friends laughed. The tour guys sighed "No its not free, any other guesses?" And another kid stuck his hand up "20 bucks" he shrugged and another kid laughed "Come on its in the whitehouse 1 billion dollars" I sighed nervously I need to blend in and this was perfect but I don't want to hang around. "Actually it's 3 thousand dollars" he said. "Right this brings us to the end of the WhiteHouse tour I have been your guide today and I hope you have a great journey home" he said more sarcasticly than anything. The class shuffled away whilst the teachers thanked him. They immediately headed to the gift shop. They ran round holding up towels and hats grinning and laughing with each other. I pretended to look at a pencil sharpener. Eventually the teachers came to shoo them away after some shopping themselves.