Everyone always looks forward to their graduation day but I want the world to swallow me. This is the worst day of my life. This is the day I graduate from University of Witwaterand . One of the best Universities in South Africa. My parents are going to marry me off to some business deal of theirs after the Graduation ceremony. This is one of those moments I wish I were born into a poor family. That way I would have been able to make decisions about my own life, my career and my love life. My parents have made decisions for me since I was young. Sometimes I feel like they are not my real parents. I mean,who would marry off their daughter to some stranger just for a business deal?. Well they are not exactly strangers but still. I never talked to Tay. He has two brothers, Andrew and Nate. I just know their names.
I haven't slept a wink last night. I kept tossing and turning. My head felt like it was going to blow up with that headache. The Worst part is the headache is still there. I was up all night thinking of ways to run away, but I realized that it would a bad idea. Since my parents will find me in like five minutes so, it's useless to run away. I'm standing by the bay window when someone opens the door . I turn to find Nora with a tray in her hands. Nora is the housekeeper and was my nanny when I was young. Well that is a lie, She was more of a mother to me than my own mom and still is.
She placed the tray on my bed and make her way towards the bay window.
“Why the long face?"Nora asks and tuck a piece of my hair behind my ear. I let out a long deep breath I didn't realize I had.
"I thought you were with Amber" Amber is my horse. Well more like my best friend. When I'm with her, I forget about the life I inherited. I always take her for a ride in the morning, and tell her my secrets. The Best part about being friends with a horse is that they never tell. They will take it to grave unlike humans. My Uncle Shawn Ferguson is one who gave me Amber as a present at my sixteenth birthday. Even though my parents were against it. According to mom, it unlady like to ride a horse. She doesn't want me to wear jeans. All she cares about is her reputation and status. Dresses represent respect and people don't look down at you according to her. But as always I never do what I'm told. I wear jumpsuits to annoy her whenever there is an event.
"You look beautiful "I tell Nora trying to change the subject. She does look beautiful. Her blonde hair is in a ponytail. She is wearing a white cream color slit dress. She has gray eyes just like me. They are so beautiful, it's like she is a reflection of myself. I remember one day some of my Mom's friends thought Nora was my big sister. She has a little bit of a lipstick on her lips. She hardly ever put lipstick on her lips, she is wearing three inch stiletto heels. I don't know how she manages to walk in those all day. I would die of pain,I never make it until the end at one of my parents events. I wear them for one hour and take them off. I always have Addis takkies with me.
"Don't change the subject." She knows me so well. I walk towards the bed and take the coffee mug from the tray. I take a sip from the mug. Nora always makes the best coffee.
"Take a shower and come downstairs for breakfast. Your parents are already ready" I'm glad she doesn't push it. She knows how I feel about the subject. Nora walks out, and I place the mug back on the tray and make my way to the bathroom. I take a long shower thinking maybe, I will feel better but it gets worse. I wrap my wet body and hair with towels, brush my teeth and walk out of the bathroom. I dry my hair with a towel while making my way to my big fancy closet.
I open the closet,I don't know what to wear, so I just stand there for a while. I notice a shadow and turn to find Grace,my mom’s holding a dress cover with her. Great, just great . Now, I will be forced to wear a dress. She opens the dress cover, and for the first time in my life, I like her choice, but I hide my smile from her.
It's a red lace mesh halter backless slit chiffon maxi skort dress. It is beautiful and revealing. I love revealing clothes. I guess mom accepted my sense of clothes now,otherwise she wouldn't have bought this maxi skort dress. Although I know she didn't go to the mall. I bet she just called one of her designers.
"I hope you like it" I must say,Mom looks really beautiful. She really dressed up for this occasion. She is wearing a long black dress that shows off the top her boobs. The dress shows off her curves. Her hair is in a ponytail. She never lets her hair down. She is wearing Red heels. And she has put on a violet lipstick.
Too bad that she dressed up for nothing. My parents think I was studying Medicine this whole time, but I wasn't, I want to be a writer-tell stories. Write stories that I didn't inherit, create my own ending. I even published one of my stories but none of my parents know. My Uncle Shawn Ferguson and Nora are the only one who knows. I published it under a different name.And thank God the publisher didn't have a problem. To her it was the best idea ever since the readers kept on looking for me on social media. And demanding to see me. That's how amazing the book is. Best selling book in South Africa right now. The tittle of the book speaks for its self, 'Behind closed doors'. I couldn't allow them to choose my career. I was literally forced to do science in High school. They are going to be humiliated when they find out but I don't care. They deserve it. If they had any interest, they would have known that it takes at least six years to graduate from med school but what was I expecting.
Mom hands me the dress and walk out. I dress up . The dress looks amazing on me and make my curves to be visible. I curl my long black hair at the end . And put black stiletto heels on and put on a red Matt lipstick. I stand in front of a full mirror and take a look at myself. Mom walks in with a make up bag in her hand. I hate make up.
“Oh my god! You look like a lady” There she goes again. I ignore her and admire the lady in the mirror.
“Come on. Let me do your make up” I frown at her and turn back to the mirror.
“Please Olivia, I know I haven't been the best Mom in the world, but I'm trying here” you haven't been a mom since I was born. My insides yell at her. I take a deep breath before I lose it. I am not in the mood to fight with her. I take a seat at the dressing table.
After what seemed like an hour she finally finishes painting me. I look in the mirror , it looks simple and natural. Mom has the brightest smile I have ever seen. I force a smile and walk out of the closet. I doubt I will have time to eat, Mom took all the time I was supposed to eat to do the stupid make-up. My stomach growl, I won't make it through the day. I love food with all of my soul. I take my purse and walk out of the room. Everyone is ready to leave. They were just waiting for me and Mom. I make my way to Nora.
“OMG!Liv. You look incredible. “Nora gives me a warm and loving hug. I love her. She has always been there for me. She is the only one I will miss in this house. Her amazing cookies, and her beautiful smile.
“Thank you” I say, and we walk out of the house hand in hand. Dad gets into the driver's seat,Nora and I get into the passenger seats. As we wait for Mom . Nora opens her bag and take out something.
“Here” Nora says handing me something wrapped up in a cloth.
I unwrap it and find a sandwich. Oh! god! I love this woman. I half smile at her and she just nods. I take a bite. I was so hungry. Mom gets in and dad drive out of the house's drive way.