I never wanted to marry

"Lusubilo Avril Chansa !" My father middle names me his voice filled with threat, "what in the world do you think you're doing. Why do you say such nonsense."

" Oh no dad don't get me started. You know I never wanted to marry, at least not now and not to John. You know that John and I have been friends since childhood and that practically makes him a brother of mine. I really don't get why you want to rush me into this marriage when I'm just 19."

"Why are you doing this?" he asks "I thought we talked about this? I thought you understood why I'm doing this?"

"I did and I just figured it's not for my happiness."

"What do you mean it's not for your happiness? John is the right guy for you and he's going to make you happy every single day of your life."

I scoff at the audacity of this man just what does he think? Will he be there in my so called marriage? Will he be able to see if I'll be happy or not? Anyways I don't have time for this drama I have things to take care of.

"Lusubilo please listen to your father and let us continue with the ceremony." Auntie Maggie, dad's younger sister says

"No auntie I won't let these people ruin my life just like what they did to yours or any of the other women of our family." I say

Tears Start falling from my aunt's eyes as she says "Lulu please stop it."

"You know I'm right auntie."

"Shut up already you ungrateful child!" Dad roars at me "after all I've done for you, this how you repay me?"

"What have you done for me dad aside from making my life a living hell. You of all people knows that today marks exactly two years since mom died but you still chose it to be my wedding day. Am I supposed to believe that you loved her or worse still you love me?"

"Avril," he says my name in a rather lower tone than it was supposed to.

"No dad I can't take this anymore I need to live my life the way I want it and not the way you and your family want it."

"My Lord where did all this audacity come from," my father says in an angry voice" what has given you the power to talk back to me."

"Sorry father but I cannot grant your wish right now." I turn to John and I tell him "sorry bro but I cannot marry you. I love you but not enough for me to marry you. I love you as a brother I hope you understand this and that you'll be able to find someone who loves you enough to marry you."

With that I start running out of the church. I'm about to step out of the church doors when I hear Bukata Rose( Bubu as I like to call her.) call my name. I turn to her and I mouth to her "I'll come back for you little sis."

Just like that I step out of the church doors and I start running not really caring where I'm headed. I run as fast as I can because the last thing I want is to be caught by my father's men.

Yeah you heard me right. My father's men and not just some kind weaklings but big strong men that my father hired as his bodyguards.

Urgh this is the worst type of family one can ever choose to be born into not that anybody gets to choose which family to be born into.

Well my kind of family is the kind of family that I like to refer to as the golden spoons. This is the type of family that is extremely rich. They have everything they need. They have cars, mansions, name it all even their children have their own cars and maybe their own businesses.

People think being a golden spoon gives you all the happiness in the world, but it doesn't because most of the times you don't get to do things that most people from other families do. Why? Practically because your character either ruins or builds your family's reputation.

You know sometimes I wish I was a silver spoon or better still a plastic one. The silver spoons are middle class people and that makes the plastic spoons the poor.

Quite alright the plastic spoons don't have anything really but I bet you anything they're the happiest people in the world because their parents get to show them love. As a golden spoon you are either seen as an asset or an heir so there's no love really coming from your parents.

I've lived in this world for nineteen years but I've never really felt love and affection from my father. The only parent that showed me love was my mother but she decided to leave me, she decided to depart from this world. This hurts me more than anything.

And so you know what I did back there was giving up everything I had. All the cars, bank accounts and the luxurious mansion that my father was going to give me after my wedding. Not that I really care about those things anyway. Don't think I'm some kind of stupid girl who would run away even without a penny.

Six months ago after dad told me that I was going to marry John I secretly opened a bank account and started depositing money in it

I made sure that I didn't transfer money in it using my phone because I knew that dad had tapped it and knew my every move. It was hard to pull this off because I couldn't move without my chauffeur and my personal bodyguard but I pulled it off anyways.

I'm clouded by these thoughts that I don't see where I'm headed. In my process of fleeing I run without caring about my environment and this is why I get hit by something really hard and I get thrown to the ground head reaching first.

I suddenly feel pain rush through me and the next moment I feel something warm and thick roll down the back of my neck. I place my right hand there, bring it in front of my eyes and I see blood.

Suddenly everything starts going black and I think this is how I die. At least I get to die peaceful without marrying the man I never wanted to marry.