"I do not want radiotherapy or chemotherapy, they will only make me go through pain when I can just die at nature's dictated time," I blurted. "No," dad argued. "I have made my decision and you are not changing it this time. I cannot be healed so why go through all the stress," I said."I want to go home," I said. "If you want me to at least listen to your plans, then I must go home," I guess death was the only thing strong enough to push me into making such demands. Dad was going to refuse but mom stopped him. I got discharged with a lot of drugs and endless appointments for when I was going to start chemotherapy."So you will follow the doctor's instructions," dad said immediately after we got into the house."You know I should be given a chance to decide my life, I have been protected and you have decided everything I did since I was a baby, let me do something for myself for the first time in my life. You guys have had 22 years of my life, let me have this one year," I pleaded. Mo

Patience isn't easy when you need something done immediately, I stared at my phone patiently waiting for my phone to come on, it was taking forever. I stared at it waiting but nothing was happening. My patience was being stretched thin, I never wanted anything as much as I wanted my phone to come on, I realized my phone wasn't connected and all this while it wasn't charging. Life was making a deliberate mockery of me. I watched as my screen lit up slowly as it turned on. One minute felt like forever. I stared anxiously at my screen as it finally lit up displaying my wallpaper. I haven't appreciated the default wallpaper as much as I should have, I inputted my password and was about to call the number when mom walked into the room. I turned my phone off and turned to look at mom, everything had to pause until she left the room, my parents can't know that I was going to be getting married to a complete stranger. It sounded stupid to me too but it was the only way to achieve my dreams

"Beep, beep, beep," I looked up at my reflection, I could see the sadness laced in my movements. "Hello," I heard a voice and I smiled happily. "Hello, this is Mei Xing," I said. "I was calling to book an appointment at the Lin firm but I changed my mind but you kept calling, I promise there is no issue," the person said hurriedly and ended the call. I stared at my blank cell phone, I just wasted my time, it wasn't even the stranger. He probably doesn't want to marry me. Why would he marry me? What am I, Cinderella? Fall in love, be a princess and live happily ever after? Defeated I went back to my room, this was not what I pictured, I pictured a perfect ending, one with me and the stranger. That was so stupid, I sounded right earlier but now the stupidity of my plan glared at me. I laid in my bed, staring at the ceiling, it was so white and so out of reach. I couldn't even leave a normal life and the one thing I wanted, I can't get it. Life just hated me, I never did anything. I

Rebelling was a lot harder than I thought it would be. Every time I looked at my driver, he seemed to want to drive me back home but I wasn't ready to leave, dad gave me an hour but I can be out here for as I want to be. "Miss your dad is worried," my driver informed me. "Don't worry about him, he'll get over it," I said alright I knew that wasn't true. Dad never gets over anything, he was always so serious. "I may lose my job miss," the driver said and I nodded. "We can leave now," I said and got into the car. I didn't want him to lose his job because of me and I didn't want to get another driver, he has been my driver for as long as I can remember and he understands me. I wouldn't want him to lose his job and make dad get me another driver who'll always report my affairs to dad. As I stood facing the front door, my heart kept beating fast, was I ready to face dad after ignoring his calls all day and coming home later than I was meant to? I raised my hands to pull the door open bu

I stared at my blank phone and wondered if he would pick up the call if I called him again. I was going to try to talk to him this tie and not panic. I took a deep breath and dialled his number. It kept ringing but he wasn't picking up. I can't blame him for not wanting to pick up the call after I called him twice and didn't say anything. He was clearly not as desperate as I was. He didn't need me to marry him but I needed to marry him and I needed to do it soon.My second appointment with the doctors were coming soon and although I don't plan on ever going to any of the appointments, I needed to make sure my parents accepted him with no questions asked. "I guess I can wait a while you think," I heard a familiar voice and immediately snapped me out of my thoughts. I stared at my screen unable to form words and making sure I didn't end the call. "I guess you are still thinking," he said again and I smiled.Why was I smiling? He couldn't see me smile. "I guess I will have to call you ag