I knew it had to be done. But why did it have to be so difficult? It was dinnertime and dad had just turned off the telly. He looked tired but as soon as mom and my sister joined us at the table, he suddenly became more talkative. Apparently they had experienced something in the market. Mom had made fish and chip, a real British meal as they called it. But I wasn’t hungry. As soon I heard the word Asian I jerked my head up, which caused a lot of attention. Everybody was staring at me, but slowly the returned to their little talk.
I felt disgusted, of course they where my parents but that was too much. ''Janine, honey what is wrong?'' my mom had asked. ''I am getting married.'' I had said a bit hesitant. There was quiet, everybody went silent and then they had looked at me with a horrific expression. Suddenly my dad had burst out in laughter. It wasn’t too long before my mom had joined him, and my sister had only smiled a faint smile at me. They thought I was only joking, I felt my blood boil.
''Oh god, that’s just what I needed. ''My dad had said, while he looked at my moms who almost choked her food. They both turned to me and looked at me playfully. Suddenly they realised that my expression had not change since I told them. They both became serious and I saw the panic and confusion in their eyes.
My dad had narrowed his eyes at me and my mom just looked troubled. ''But you aren’t seeing any one. ''Was all they could say. ''Actually I have a fiancé and I love him more than anything.'' I had answered a little absent, since my thoughts of Al had made me forget the circumstances. I felt the tension in the kitchen and decided to break the silence. ''He is a fantastic guy if you got to know him, I’m sure you would start to like him.''
I felt that my stomach was twisting I knew they would start questioning about who my fiancé was anytime now. ''Who is he? Is he someone from school?'' My mom asked a bit nervous. ''Yes, he is from my drama club. His name is Al-'' ''Al!?'' They had both cut me of rudely. ''Don’t tell me that he isn’t English.'' My dad had said in a harsh tone. I looked at my mom, her eyes where full of sorrow and disappointment. My dad shook his head at my silence. ''Go to your room, now. And don’t get out until your mother and I have sorted this out.'' The anger in them was clear, and it upset me more than anything. ''No.'' I had said and started heading towards the front door. ''Al and I are getting married wetter you like it or not. The wedding is in next month. I left invitations for you.'' And I had left sobbing.
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