Don't give up, please.

Chapter 1 I just got home from school and I saw my parents sitting on the couch of the living room and it seems like they're having an argument. I walked towards them and they turned their heads to me. I greet them a Hi and sit on the opposite side of the couch. "Darling, we have something to tell you and please don't hate us." my mother said worry all over her face. "It depends." I said. My mother looked at Dad and he sigh. "Guess like I'm the one to tell you." my dad said and adjust his sitting position and looked at me. He took a deep breath and proceed to explain. "Do you remember the cause of your Grandpa's death?" he asked me. I don't know why he asked me this question but I guess it has something to do with the thing they're going to explain, so I just nodded. "Well, before his death, he told us that he wants you to marry after you graduate college." he stated. MARRY? WHATT! I'm not prepared for this! I know he loves me and I love him but This, I never thought he would ever dictate whom I need to marry. Maybe he had his reasons and it'll not hurt to know right? "To whom?" I asked. "Your uncle Jason's son. Elton Knight." he answered. Elton Knight? I only saw him when I was 5 and I don't really remember his face since I barely saw him and never talked to him. He has a sister named Molly which is my best friend until now. Molly had mention that he is a year older than us and he is a jerk. " I think I can handle him." I said which makes them surprised. I bet they didn't expect my reaction cause I'm the kind of Argue girl. "You didn't hate us?" my mother asked with hope in her voice. "Why should I?, It's grandpa's doing, not yours." I smiled at them. My mom stands up and hugged me and dad followed. They let go first. "You should go to your room now and change your uniform." my mom said smiling. "Yeah, I felt sticky." I said. I swear being in your school uniform all day is so damn uncomfortable especially when the skirt is too tight and short. "Come back here after your done, I am just going to prepare our plates." my mother remind me. "Got it." and with that, I went upstairs into my room and took a shower. After that, I changed into my terno white pajamas. I let my hair down and let it dry itself and head downstairs. We ate in a comfortable silence until I decided to break it by asking a question. "Does he know?"I asked while slicing my steak. "What do you mean?" my dad speak. "Elton." I said plainly still slicing my steak. "Yeah, he knows. His dad told me." dad said and drink his wine. "How does he take it?" I said but now looking at dad. My mom too. Dad wipe his mouth with a napkin before speaking. "Well, he was angry at first and argued with them but they told him that he didn't have a choice and it was not their fault since his grandfather already wrote it in his last will before he died, just like your grandfather. He then told them that it's fine and walked out." dad explained. His behavior is understandable. I could've react like that but I choosed not to. I mean, what's the point? I already don't have a choice. "I understand his behavior." I spoke and stand up. "I should go upstairs. I'm tired." I said to them. They all nodded and I went upstairs. I brushed my teeth and jump on the bed ready to sleep. I think of the What If's and Why's while closing my eyes and later, I found my self drifting into a sleep where I can be peacefull and no problems to face at once.