Forced marriage :

My name is Mirabella Olúwaseyi Johnson.
I have a problem, my worst enemy gave birth to me. I know you are all thinking that it's impossible but that's my life. My father hates me, he has always hated me and now he wants me married. He might have destroyed my mother's life and now he is on to mine. 
That's not a the worst part, my best friend thinks it's the best idea in the world.
Is my father and best friend the bad guys though?
Join me on this journey of betrayal, hidden truths, self discovery and growth.
It is a very short story. Comments are accepted. 
Thanks for checking my story This is my first draft so there is a lot of error. Thanks

Forced marriage

Since I got married, I never thought about it as a thing. It was pushed to the back of my mind. Even now that Abel and I are doing a lot better, I never saw myself until my mother's call. I stood in the middle of the walkway unable to move as what could happen kept coming to my mind. I'm aware that I should prepare Abel but I first have to get to class. The party is this weekend and I don't have an appropriate dress to wear, I smile at myself at the thought of going shopping what a nice break it'll be. I texted Abel as I headed to class my head still in clouds. One of the things that worry me the most are the type of people I would meet at the party and the questions they might ask, some of them have always seem overly friendly when I was younger. 


I texted the girls about the situation, we did group call to share ideas since we are all at different places. 


"Why can't you just say you're sick, nobody wants a sick person at there party." 


Chapter 17 Mrs Adekunle