Forced in an Arrange Marriage...Oh Shit!

The Truth

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The Truth

"Bye Sarah, thanks for working tonight" yelled Joe

"No worries Joe, I could always do with some extra cash" I replied happlily.

It had been a long day at the pub, and yes for your information I am 17 years old working at a pub as a waiteress, but I love it there, its like my second home. 

My adpotive parents are poor and I don't want to be a liability on them, I like being independent.

Sighing deeply I leave the pub, and enter into the dark night, holding my coat tightly as the cold breeze hits me in the face. The wheather has cooled down so suddenly, leaving an eerie feeling in the atmosphere.

I start to pick up my walking pace, no longer feeling comfortable in the dark.

Finally, I reach the front porch of my house, as I start to take out my keys I notice that the lights are still turned on in the living room. Thats strange its 1 am in the morning, mum and dad should be alseep by now.

I slowly turn the keys, no knowning what to expect on the other side of the door.

I sigh in releif, as I see mum and dad sitting on the couch. But something isn't right, my dad who is 6 feet 5 inch, a well built man, light brown hair with bright green eyes, is looking so tired like he has just run a marathon and has had no sleep. Whilist trying to support my mum, who is crying softly, trying to gain some comfort by holding onto him, like her life depends on it.

I stand there shocked, seeing my parents like this, it kills me, they have never looked so weak and fragile before.

What happened...

"Mum, dad, whats going on?!"

"Sarah, ohh sarah your back" Mum sobs

"Sarah, come sit down we need to talk to you" Dad says in an urgent manner

I don’t like the sound of his voice and I have a feeling that I am not going to like what he has to say next either.

"Sarah, even though you are our adopted daughter we have never loved you any less than Gabriella”

Gabby…my beautiful baby sister, who I love so much. She is the one person who I can share everything with, my bestfriend. She is only 13 years old, long blonde hair like mum and bright green eyes like dad. A slim, well toned model like body, I would die for. Me on the other hand, long black wavy hair, boring dark brown eyes, and curvy in every possible way.

“Sarah. Sarah!, Are you listening to me?” dad asked

“Huh…sorry I got side tracked. What were you saying?”

Dad sighs, mum shuts her eyes tightly like she is trying to stop the pain.

“Sarah, you are in an arrange marriage”

“HAhahahahhahahah…..i can’t breathe…Dad..hahah…dad your so funny!”

I stop laughing and look up at my mums worried face and my dads stern look.

Oh Shit.