I stood there speechless without uttering a single word.
"How could you do that to me? I wanted to have a career first and then get married to someone I love. I don't want to end up as the housemaid of such a rude boy." I shouted angrily.
"He is not rude; he is a suitable match for you. And we have already given a word to them," my mom said.
I was so shattered from the inside after my mom said this.
"Dad! In no way am I getting married to that boy. I would rather die than marry that arrogant boy," saying that tears started pouring down.
"You have to," Dad said in a low voice.
Collecting myself, I said, "And what if I say no?"
"Then we have to take some harsh steps to convince you. And believe me, you don't want us to do that. Try to understand us, dear; we are helpless too."
"How can you do that to your own daughter?" I screamed.
"We had no other option."
I ran into my room, slamming the door shut. At this point, I could see all my dreams shattering in front of my eyes. I felt so helpless and scared.
After shutting myself in the room, I saw all the trophies that I had won over the years. I just couldn't let all my hard work go in vain because of some dumbass boy.
As these thoughts were rushing through my head, my whole body started shaking. The fact that my own parents were doing this to me scared the fuck out of me.
To this day, I can't forgive my parents for their actions.
That night was really long and foggy. I wasn't able to sleep for fear that they would marry me that same night.
Somehow, I survived the night. The next day, my parents were constantly trying to talk to me through the common window, but I totally ignored them.
I didn't open the door until the very next day, hoping that they would have grown some brain cells and changed their decision.
After coming out, I decided to confront them about this situation and tell them my final decision to not marry that random dude. I had everything planned in my mind.
Slowly, I opened the door, taking one step at a time towards their room. But as soon as I reached there, my whole body froze, seeing the scenario.
They were making preparations for my marriage. I couldn't make myself face them.
"How c..could you...?" were the only words that came out of my life. I was so disappointed in them. I couldn't even make myself call them my parents.
Without thinking about anything, I turned around, ready to leave this family and this miserable life far behind.
Suddenly, I felt a strong hand that held my hand. It was my dad.
"What are you doing? It's hurting. Stop!" I screamed in pain, but without listening to me, he started dragging me.
"Since you are not accepting our proposal, I have to do this the hard way," he said with his eyes full of guilt.
Even after my constant begging, he kept on dragging me towards the storeroom.
I could have never imagined my dad torturing me like this. He threw me in and locked the door without showing any mercy to his own daughter.
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