Behind the bridge of power

Chapter 2

As i run up to the stairs like my life depends on it, entering my room there as I expected was Liam siting on my bed like he owns it.

“Sis explain what happened?”

With tears of anger running down my face, “ you need to help me, he wants me to merry, Mr. Black. Who ever he is im not going to marry him. Over my dead body. I can’t do it. Im only turning 18 next month. How can i get married to stranger? How can he do it to me? Why me? I’ve done everything what he wanted, been everything what he wanted me to be.” I never in my life spoke so fast, im feeling like having attack, omg what im going to do. Breath in breath out.

“Leila relax, we can plan something im not letting you do it. We can..” he said, but it doesn’t help the panic as start to trembling “he said there is no room for discussion, you know father. What he says happens.”

He come and hugged me “i have a plan, you get ready and when you come home we have time to prepare”

As he let me go, and left the room with no words said anymore, i turned around and made my way to the bathroom. Taking all the clothes of and getting in the steaming hot shower. Thats what i needed, to relax my muscles and my burning thoughts. Who the hell is Mr.Black? And how can dad do this to me.

Walking out of shower up to my closet, I usually would wear something what dad would approve, nothing to show too much of the skin, something what shows that we come from good family. But today he didn’t ask my approval on my life, so why should i get his. I walk deeper in my closet were stands the clothes what i wear the nights when i sneak out. I pick up white of shoulder crop top, with high waist ripped jeans.

He wants to rule about my life, im not going to be his little princess anymore, so called good girl what everyone calls me. Good grades, good attitude. I even got in Harvard to study law, just so he would approve. But has he ever asked what I like and what I want to be. Its only been about this family image. Leaving my red hair in beach waves and putting some smoking hot make up, i grab my bag pulling my white and black vans on, i exit the room. Hopefully i dont meet dad on the way, as i run down the stairs, out of the door in to my car. I fly out of the driveway like my life would depend on it. Well technically it does as i dont want to meet the devil himself.

Pulling out i start my way to cross high school. Im driving my 16 birthday gift audi i8 light blue color. My brother got black with red stripes. One plus of this car is its my favorite color. I use this car only for the so called image. My actual car which i use when i sneak out at night is black 1969 Ford Mustang. Only my best friend Jane knows about this car as i hide it in the rented garage. If my father would know about it I would be 6ft under the ground, im not talking about the car but what we do in the nights to. The car was garbage, i put it together with my friend who owns car shop. You think yeah right girl fixing the car.

Not only i fix it, I deam race it.

As i pass the street on the way to Jane’s house as usual she is smiling with extra costa coffee in her hand. She jumps in and sees my big frown on my face “whats with you Lala?” Funny no my name is 5 latters but its too long for her you see, so she decided on this ridiculous nickname.

“Were should i start, for first i cannot do what i want in life, everything is set for me. Second i need to pretend to be this smart as f… princess, what my father wants me to be and for the third and last. He is making me get married to some Mr.Black.”

While driving out of her house towards the ‘Cross high school’ i call it my fake hell house, she starts screaming like hyena “you are getting married and to him, deam lucky you, i wish i could get him down on me, what you will get, and deam that man” she keeps talking like there is no tomorrow, you see she doesn’t come from the rich family, my father doesn’t even like that im friends with her, as he says ‘she is the bad influence’ but one thing he doesn’t understand is that im the bad influence. She is your typical nerd/ chear leader. You see she is beautiful with dark brown hair, big eyes, some freckles. She doesn’t need much make up she alredy is beautiful, every guy turns their head when she walk past them, but the best to it she doesn’t acknowledge it. She goes trough the world like nothing matters and the best of it she will be doctor. Who wants to study all their life, well my answer is my best friend Jane.

“How do you know who he is? “

“Lala as usual you don’t know nothing. He is the sexiest youngest billionaire now. Every girl wants him. Deam I want him, he is like walking s*x god. He has this dark brown hair and those green eyes, who has even nowdays green eyes. And once i saw picture of him on the jet ski, deam that six pack and those broad shoulders and..”

“ Jane can u concentrate, you will soon have the deam o****m from just thinking about him” i feel so exhausted i rub my hand on my face completely forgetting about the make up what i applied today.

“ Lala by the way you look different in good way today, but your casual thing what you wear for school, but the bigges question is who the hell stuck a stick up your a.., cos your attitude right now is not the best”

“ can you deam concentrate, we are almost at school and you been talking too much this morning, plus im exhausted you know”

“ okey chill, to answer your questions, i will show you.” She takes out her phone and types something just as i stop at our high school. “This is the man himself, so called playboy. He is never been seen with one girl, always at his arm is someone else”

My mouth opens like a fish opens and closes few times, he is totally how she explained an walking s*x god, but it doesn’t change the fact that i have a huge dislaike towards him.

“ why the hell dad would choose someone so so..”

She interrupts me “sexy as him, god i wish to be in your place”

“No you don’t understand, I can’t get married im dating alredy plus i have all this plan after graduation, to finally do what i love.”

“You dating the guy who you want to break up with but can’t do it as he is your brother best friend?”

“Yes well,”

“Exactly you need to finally do it, and i will help with what ever I can if you need help. You know im here for you, always will be just say it and will do it. By the way what is your brother saying about it? “

As we exit my car i can see few people start to look our way, it usually happens, but this time its like there is a sign on me ‘look my way’. Cant they just mind their own business. “Jane why is everyone looking at us?”

She just rolled her eyes “well if its not your car, what they seen thousands of times, or because you are girlfriend and sister of the popular basketball players than for shure its your new outfit. You usually are dressed like it’s something important, today you wre so laid back, they just haven’t seen this part of you.”

“Whatever lets go to the class and deal with everything else later on.”