"Stella! Open the door, we are going to be late" father shouts from the other side of the door.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Stella! You better open up the door!" he shouts and bangs the door more angrier that the door might collapse any minute. But I am to exhausted to even care.
I have been unmoved on this bed for the past 2hours like a lifeless body.
Both my knuckles and palms are all red like tomatos and hurts do badly like I added hot chilli into the open wounds since I haven't applied ointment, but all these physical pain can't be compared to what I am feeling mentally and emotionally.
I Feel so dead. Will I even be able to survive after the marriage?
I might be overreacting but that is actually the worst thing have ever happened to me.
Every woman will dream of being in my place, and they will be flying of happiness if they were in this position. It is the great Landon Harper we are talking about.
But I am not like other women with big dreams like that. I just have a simple dream which is to live a simple, single, peaceful life. That is actually all I want and need, but I can see my simple dreams is the biggest dreams that can never happen to me. So I will just have bear with it for the rest of my life.
"Oliver, get me the spare keys" dad says. After a while I start to hear the keys unlocking the door "Stella!" and he is already in "Get up, we are_" he cuts himself off when he notices my hands situation "What on earth did you do to yourself?"
I looked up at him, meeting an angry gaze instead of concern.
"You are a bride to be but look at the mess you are in now. How will Landon even put the ring on those fingers?" he says, revealing his only worries.
The thought of someone putting a ring on my finger and own me legally, terrifies me so much.
"Just stand up so we can leave already" he orders.
But I suddenly got adrenaline and stood up "Father please.... Can't you stop all this?" my voice is hardly voiced and fresh tears starts to fall on my cheeks "Please.... I really don't want to do this. Please, I will do whatever you want but please just call off the wedding" I begged.
"I also don't have a saying in this. There is nothing I do about it" he says.
I swallowed "Okey, let me talk to him. I will try and convince him, who knows? He might listen and call off the wedding" I said hopefully. I can convince Landon that I can't be the perfect wife that can fulfill his needs.
"Trust me, you can't change his mind. Not after five years of waiting" father says.
"What?" I most have understood wrong "What do you me_"
"Nothing" he cuts me off "Let's go, we need to leave" he holds me by my wrist and drag me out of my bedroom.
"Father, at least let me try once" I plead.
"No" he said firmly like it is his final decision but I am also not giving up this easily.
" But at least give me like a month to process it and get ready" I suggest. It will give me some time to plan my escape.
"That can't happen" he said as we take the stairs.
"Let me at least talk to him about"
"No"
"Father, plea_"
"You please! Just quit it already, Stella" he cuts me off "There is nothing I or even you can change now or five years ago, so you have no choice but to marry Landon Harper on Saturday. You have to accept you fate by now." he says and continues to drag me out of the mansion.
That when I actually give up because I now believe that my fate has been written and can't be changed but that doesn't mean I will accept it.
As we are about to step out of the mansion, Mr Oliver stands in front of my father, stopping him " Miss Stella is barefooted" he mantions at my feets.
I was to busy trying to convince father to help me change my destiny to even notice that I was walk barefooted the whole time.
He drops one of my sneakers and I sit on the floor to put them on. After a long period of suffering to put on my shoes with my injured hands, I stand up and quietly follow father into the car that had been waiting for us.
I sit beside father on the back sit and Mr.Oliver takes the passenger sit beside the driver who I don't know.
Mr.Oliver gives my one of my mini bag "The maid packed you somethings you might need" he says and then also passes me a mini first aid box "Use this to treat your wounds"
I take it from him "Thank you"
I applied the ointment all on my wounds and bandaged all. The bandages covers almost all of my hand from how many I used on my cuts.
I keep the fort aid box between father and I, he is quietly going through his tap.
I rested my head on the window, looking at the beautiful city that I will probably never see again.
The sun has set already so all the city lights are on, and it is so beautiful. I know New York is way much better and beautiful but in this my situation, I wouldn't like to even leave this city at all.
After a long drive, the car comes to an halt in the airport and I can father's private jet visible.
Father, Mr.Oliver and the driver gets out of the car. Mr.Oliver opens for me the door and I slowly get out of the car. As we walk towards the plane, I look around to find a way run away because if I enter this plane, I will never be able to escape forever. Thank God I am on my oversized trousers so it will make it more easier for me to run.
The place is armed with guards but I have to at least try even if I will get caught.
I wear my bagpack properly on my back and run to the other direction as fast as I can. But I don't think I ran a mile before one of the guards catches me by my arm. I look at my father, finding him looking at me and then he shakes his head and said "Take her to the plane" then he walks towards the plane.
I stared up at the guard "let go, I will walk myself" he releases me and leads me to the plane.
As I enter the plane, I said goodbye to my old life.
As I walked pass father, he stops me. "Stella, there is nothing you can do, so just accept it already" he says.
I stare at him "You haven't even tried" I tell him "You should have at least tried but you didn't. Simply because you don't care about me, only on how to get higher on your position" I blurted out before I could get to stop myself "I am your daughter for that matter of fact, how can you be so heartless? How can you just send me off just for business?"
He stands to face me "It was Landon himself who came to me, wanting your hands in marriage" he reveals.
"And you just agreed"
"Because he never asked from the beginning. He came to my office when he had his final decision that can't be changed" he says
"Don't try to put all the blame on Landon. You have a fault on this so does he because if you wanted, you would have refused the offer and fight for me but you didn't because I am never important as your politcal position" I said and walked pass him, taking the sit at the end of the row.