Bad luck

I should get a new name, maybe bad luck because I don't understand why nothing was going well, first I get stage three cancer, isn't that good news. And now the one thing I need to complete my stupid plans won't even pick up the phone.

It was a phone, all you had to do was swipe and listen to the crap I was saying. "There is lunch downstairs, you don't have to eat all your nails," my mom said and that scared me. How long has she standing by the door?

“Hello," a strange voice murmured and I had to quickly end the call. "Lunch?" Mom asked and I nodded. I do not want to eat, I want to stay here and talk a stranger into marrying me.

Standing up I watched my phone ring, I turned to look at mom and then my phone, I couldn't answer the phone and talk with with mom in the same room as me.

I groaned and followed her downstairs. "Àmà" I whined as she dragged me downstairs. I could walk around erfectly there was no need for the rush. "Your dad is waiting and the food will get cold," she cautioned and continued leading me to the dining room.

The table was decorated with different variety of meals as always, all I had to do was eat, get through dinner without talking to anyone and going back to my room. I had more important things to do than eating.

All this amount of healthy food and yet I am here dying, maybe eat a lot of junk and have the most of my life.

"Mei Xing," dad called out. "Hmm," I hummed and looked at him. "Are you not hungry?" He asked me and I nodded.

"I am not. I just want to be in my room," I said and he nodded. "You probably have better things to do in your room," he said and I shook my head. "If that is the case then eat your food," he ordered.

"I just want to be in my room," I murmured. "What did you say?" He asked. I took a spoon full of seaweed soup and swallowed it, "I said the food is amazing," I replied with the widest grin plastered in my face.

Ouch went on for the longest, I just wanted to leave. "So you are getting married?" Dad asked immediately after he dropped his spoon.

"Yes," I said and shifted uncomfortably in my seat. "What is his name?" Dad asked. I looked at mom hoping she would rescue me but she seems even more curious than dad was.

Name? I don't know his name and I can't just say any name, what if I said the wrong name? "Why do you want to know his name?" I asked dad. "You are getting married to someone and you don't want me to know his name? isn't it important?" He asked me. Okay he was right but I can't tell them a random name.

"Why do you can search him up?" I said, he looked stunned. "And what probably meet him and try to make him run for he heels?" I asked dad. He looked at me words unable to leave his mouth. "No sad I will not let you shame the man I love just because of your position?" I said. I pushed my chair and stood up to leave when he banged he table. I stood frozen in my track.

"That is no way to talk to your father, uounf lady," he said.

"I will set a date for you to meet him, when you do, you can get all the information you want," I said and walked away.

I breathe a sigh of relief when I was out of sight, any longer in their presence and I wouldn't be able to keep up this facade. I ran up to my room and locked the door this time. I don't want mom snooping around.

I ran to my phone, grabbed it and ran to my bathroom. I dialed the number and waited patiently. I counted every beep waiting for an answer. My eyes were starting to sting as multiple thoughts clouded my mind, what if he doesn't pick up this time?

The mind was clouded with thoughts and my eyes were teary. "Beep, Beep, Beep…