The Forbidden Passion

THREE WEEKS AGO Ariana was shocked at the absurd and irritating news her parents just broke to her. She wished for it to be a prank, hope for it to be, it should be, her own parents wouldn't think of something so absurd like that. Right? She was battling with her self internally about the issue before her mom finally spoke, clarifying her thought. "Noo mom I'm not doing it. I won't. Aaarrrgghh." she screamed in frustration as she pulled on her hair, painfully. "Darling but you have to. It's for the family. He loves you and he already promised to take care of you better than your father and I can do." Carla, her mom said in a pleading tone. "Do this for your father honey." "This is madness ma! Are you even listening to yourself? You're literally telling me to sell my soul to the devil" she said as hot tears sprung down her face. "He's not the devil Ariana. He's just a man that loves you and wants to help our family" her mom corrected. "Help our family?" She scoffed in disappointment. " You’ve got to be kidding me mom. You're literally telling me to marry a man I don't love. A man old enough to be my father. Hell, he's old enough to be my grandfather." "He'll take care of you honey and that's all that matters." her mom said. "I don't need anyone to take care of me. I can take care of myself." Ariana yelled, staring fire at her mother. “Besides isn’t he supposed to be dad’s old friend.”she turned to her dad and he looked away. "Don't be an ingrate Ariana. After everything your father and I have done for you. You can't even do this little thing to save us all. To save the company. YOUR company ". she yelled back, ignoring her last statement. "Little? You call this little. Sacrificing my happiness is little to you. Sacrificing my life. Wow!!" she cried.. Sadness, anger and disappointment was evident in her eyes as she looked from her mom to her dad who was silent and then to her older sister who had her face down, her expressions unknown. "Why can't Brie do it? She's the oldest daughter. Isn't she meant to sacrifice her happiness for the sake of the family. Since it’s something so little after all. Why does it have to be me huhn? Why me and not her?" Ariana said distastefully as Brie's face shot up, a look of fear in her eyes as she stared at her sister, eyes wide. "She's engaged to the man she loves. You don’t expect them to call the wedding off. And besides he wants you not her." Her mom said causing Ariana to scoff, again "Oh and I’m the one who doesn’t deserve to get married to the one I love” she laughed. “Do you even love me mom?" she asked, tears streaming down face as she stared at her mom. Turning her gaze to her dad "For once in your life dad, have you ever cared about me?" the same look of sadness and disappointment evident in her eyes. An emotion flickered in her father's eyes but he pushed it back quickly and turned his face away from her. Turning to Brie she asked "Brie, are you really my sister? Have you EVER been a real sister to me for once in you life?"On hearing that, tears fell down Brie's face. The tears she's been holding back, the emotion she's been holding back, everything come pouring out. She reached forward to hug Ariana and was shocked at her reaction. "Don't you dare lay your dirty hands on me" she snapped, causing Brie to retract her hands so fast you'd think she got burned with an iron. A look of embarrassment plastered on her face as she looked down. "You guys are the worst! The absolute worst!" She said slowly, tears pouring down her face freely. "All of you. I hate you all. I fuckin' hate you." Looking at them one more time she pushed pass her mother, using her shoulder to hit her a little causing Carla to stagger back as she ran upstairs to her bedroom crying. Her own parents had sold her. Sold her like an object. Used her as a business deal to save THEIR OWN company. They didn't care about her feelings or her happiness. All they cared about was saving their stupid company from going bankrupt. They sold her happiness to save their own happiness and she was never gonna forgive them for that. EVER! The atmosphere in the living room was quiet, the tension still evident in the air as they all fell to the chair. Each one of them in their own thought. "She'll come through" Carla said, breaking the silence. Peter, her father stood up and looked at his wife with anger in his eyes and a disgusted look plastered on his face "This is all your fault" he snapped at her before walking out of the living room.