The Sacrifice

Chapter 2: The Bigger Problem

After the loud introduction, I start to laugh so hard that I feel the pain again but this time, I ignore it by laughing more. I smile and they tell me that we are going to the local library to get me a library card, and then going to the store to get the food we will need for tonight. I felt excitement as we walked into the two places and by the time we managed to get back home, it was just after 5 pm. I walk up the stairs with John and Sherlock as Nana Hudson says that she is going to make us all tea and then bring up some cookies she was saving for my arrival. As I walk in, I see a slightly messy sitting room with a slightly older TV. I then notice two winged chairs and a couch as I smile and notice a bookcase. I loved all the books I saw so far, I knew it was John and Sherlock prized possessions. I walked over to it and ran my fingers over the cool spines of the books, reading them to myself as I look at the beautiful covers. I saw the entire Harry Potter series, some books on medicine, the Lord of the Rings trilogy, the Hobbit and my personal favorite, The Complete works of William Shakespeare.

I am suddenly brought out of my trance by John’s voice asking if I wanted some milk in my tea. “Oh, no but thank you for the kind offer.” I mumble as I pull the book off and then feel my phone go off. I pull it out of my pocket only to see it is a text from my mother demanding me to call her. I shake my head and ask to be excuse as I go outside the flat to call my mother. I knew she was about 6 hours behind me and it was 6 pm here so I do not know why she is demanding me to call her. I dial her number and answers on the first ring.

“Young lady, do you have any idea how upset you father is about your departure yesterday! I do not like the new attitude that you have developed in the last 5 years but you will respect me, do you understand me? How dare you talk so disrespectful and now I have James calling me saying you are not talking to him. He is your fiancé and you will not disobey him as you have us! He has been so kind and loving and in all honesty, you know he deserves better than you but he still keeps you around!” I hear her yell into my ear. I feel a tear fall because I know she is angry and that I should obey her. I was about to apologize and tell her that I would call him as I could but before I could I control my mouth, something came out that surprised even me.

“Mom, listen to me! I am tired of you not having any spine to stand up to Matthew! You refuse to let me happy unless you design it to be that way and frankly, I enjoyed yelling at Matthew yesterday, it felt nice and for once, I am proud of myself. I have not asked for anything that you gave me or nor have I ever wanted everything you gave me. The whole James thing, you and Matthew are the ones who arranged this whole thing to make me marry him so you can say that I married the senator’s son when you know that I do not love him anymore. He lied and cheated on not just me but also on his entrance exams into Harvard! I do not love him and you know what, I am happy he and I are through.”

“Ashley Mina Foster-Davidson, How dare you raise your voice to me?! I have cooked, cleaned, allowed you to be in ballet and gymnastics, you even have to go out in those cute outfits, and this is the thanks I get. I deserve respect and so do Matthew and James. Now, either you apologize or I will do something I would not like to do.” Is all that needed to be said from her as I feel my anger rise. She 'allowed” me to her mini-me and now, I was done with it. I was not going to marry a man I no longer love, I was not going to be groomed anymore and I will not be barked at like a dog just as I have been. I was beyond tired of it all!

“Listen here Katie, I am done! I will not let you lie and cheat anymore. I did not ask for anything other than to see John and Sherlock when I was 16 but you told me because they were together that you refused to let me associate with them. I love them both and so should you! I am done with this conversation and I do not care anymore... Goodbye!” I exclaim as I hang up and then feel my insides are being torn apart and I feel the pain growing stronger but I manage to settle the pain down again. I slump onto the steps as it starts to rain and I feel my tears form in my eyes. I silently cry so I am not exposed to my family that I am crying.