THE TRUTH

Siana laid on her bed going over what happened earlier. It was like a scene from a movie, it was bizarre. How could she really have been sold? Her mind flipped at the thought of Alexander, her memory could recall every detail about him right down to the moment when she could feel his rod rested on her thigh. She had a very dirty mind and an amazing imagination, one that could take her places, get her thinking of the impossible.

How could she think of a stranger in that matter of way? How could she think of that now? She pulled the covers over her and closed her eyes trying to rid her mind of him, his amazing straight hair, his seductive smile and commanding voice that tickled her insides.

"Good morning Miss Jones," a silvery voice whispered. She had heard that voice somewhere before, that voice was overly familiar to her ear. A voice that had a bad back story to it, a voice she didn't want to hear ever again.

Siana sat up quickly gazing into the face of Aden Snow, the very same face she tucked away from reality, the very same face she convinced herself was from a dream, a movie or a bad hallucination.

"What the hell!" She shouted pulling the covers up to her chest, "What are you doing in my house?" She asked feeling scared.

 This was a total invasion of her privacy; this was really like a movie scene, a total plot twist. She had no idea what was going on at that point. This was a situation no reaction could fit perfectly.

"Lovely seeing you so soon Miss Jones,” he said smiling “let's get down to business, shall we?" He asked bend forward with his hand rested on his legs smiling.

The room was filled with silence as Siana tried processing what was going on and with him keeping check of her expressions. Aden got up from the couch and made his way over to her with quick confident steps, neatly dressed in his work suit and long straight well groomed hair. He placed a folder onto her night stand and stepped back meeting her gaze.

"If you have any question, please contact me. Everything you need is in that folder. Oh and, please get your stuff together by noon, well that's all, I'll get going now." He said now flashing her his classic smile and walked out.

That wasn’t something she was expecting, who would just be lying in bed waiting for a stranger to burst in your home handing you a folder, telling you that someone now owns you? To her this was just a joke, one she wanted to play along with. It wasn’t in the old days. For fuck sake it was the twenty first century, a century where persons’ opinions do matter.

She reached over to the folder and grabbed it with burning curiosity. She needed answers; she wanted to know if this was really a game or something she would have to live with her entire life. Looking down on the papers in her hand, her eyes widen, her lips parted and a gasp slipped through. Everything Aden and Alexander said was true. Fear struck sending her to the doors of tears. This was something her parents chose something she was unaware of. To her this was unfair and unbelievable. She sprung up from her bed and grabbed her phone. She needed help, she needed answers. This was an impossible situation in her eyes.

Pacing back and forward with her hand of her forehead and the other holding the phone at her ear, “Kathy, I’m serious. Why are you laughing?!” she asked in tears.

She needed someone by her side. She needed her best friend, but not the current version of her on the other side of the phone.

Siana sat on the couch in her living room, unable to calm her nerves, unable to think straight, her leg bouncing nonstop and her eyes impatiently watching the door, waiting on her parents.

“Siana,” Kathy Nor called out as she made her way to the living room, with Siana’s parents following behind. This was her moment of truth, the moment she would have to accept in and move on or deny it at all cost.

“Mom, dad!” Siana shouted springing up from the couch and ran over to greet them. She wanted instant answers, no short answers, no excuses.

She sat on the couch as the innocent little daughter she was, waiting for their explanations, wondering what toxic nonsense would escape their lips. There was nothing more she could do but patiently wait for the first word to exit their mouths. She sat there overflowing with questions, biting her bottom lip.

“What’s this?” she asked finally breaking the silence. She threw the folder on the table in front of her with a serious look on her face, eyes penetrating through her father.

Siana watched as her mom and dad stared at the folder smiling. Her parents smiled as if they’d just gotten a joke, Siana had no idea what was so funny. How does the thought of selling your twenty six years old daughter to a stranger appears in the mind? At Siana’s point of view every word she’d heard from last night to this exact moment was true. A disgust look appeared on her face, she didn’t have to hear their explanation when the looks on their faces said it all.

She got up from the couch with burning anger and heavy tears flowing from her eyes, “So, it’s really true?” she asked in a soft tone, pointing at the folder.

“It’s just a prank, tell me it’s a prank!” she shouted through the silence and her tears as she walked back and forth with raging anger.

There was no more denial at this point, just a crucial acceptance of the truth. Her mind went blank as she took deep breaths and wiped away the tears. At times she would ask herself what she had done to deserve the problems that showed up at her door, this was one of those times. She rose to the top so that she could make her parents proud, to make them happy, she became what they wanted, she listened to there every word, she looked up to them, she put them before her every needs and desires and she sacrificed her time, fun and career for them.

“Siana, they must have had a good reason for doing what they did,” Kathy said tugging onto her jacket end. Siana didn’t want to hear that there was a good reason for what they did, no reason was that good.

“Kathy, shut the fuck up!” she shouted pulling off her hand from her jacket. Everyone could see that this was a complicated topic for Siana, so no one judged. They just held their head low and kept quiet.

 “Kathy, I think you should go home now, Siana will call you later.” Mrs. Jones said scared to meet Siana’s angry gaze.

Siana broke down in tears and fell to the ground, “That guy came to me last night, will I really have to marry him?” she asked still crying.

She felt weak. She hated her parents right then, she didn’t want to see their faces, not now.

“Yes, you’ll have to marry that guy.” A voice appeared. All heads turned to be met by Alexander’s glowing face.