Trapped

I sat in my room, furious about what he asked me. Did he save me for this? ugh, people are shit. All they want to do is business. They help you to get something back but the thing was why does he want to marry me, like seriously? Then an idea came to my mind. I can say yes and leave and then never come back. lol, he is such a fool. I giggled thinking about it.

I went to the office. His eyes were glued on the laptop and his brows were furrowed. Without saying anything I stood there. He then looked at me with a smirk on his face. I wanted to wipe that fucking smirk off his face. 

"Yes," he said and I rolled my eyes.

"I will marry you," I muttered. 

"What? I can't hear you," he said in a teasing tone and I glared at him.

"I said. I. Am .ready to make a deal." I said.

He stood and came close. He kept his one hand on the desk and was about to speak but I rolled my eyes and turned to leave.

"Where are you going?"

"I guess you heard what I said so I am leaving," I said looking at him.

"We are not finished yet."

"What do you mean?"

"You have to sign the marriage papers, my lawyer is on the way."

What the fuck. He smirked and I stood there not being able to say anything.

"You think I am a fool?" He whispered in my ear coming closer. He was pissing me off.

"Why the hell do you want to marry me?" 

He touched my cheeks and something flashed in his eyes. 

"No," I stepped back, keeping space between us.

He stared at me for a while.

"They have found your body and are ready to do the last rites," he said.

I was shocked, my body?

"If you don't get there today. They will burn your body thinking it's you."

"Why? Why are you doing this?" I narrowed my eyes angrily.

He stood silent.

"They will find it's not mine," I said shrugging, clearly showing him it doesn't bother me but inside I was afraid.

He shook his head.

"Body is not in a good condition, so it's up to you," he said his hand in his pocket. 

I have to go there before they believe it's my body. After some time the lawyer came with the papers and I had no choice.

"Just answer my one question," I said 

He just looked at me and after sometime nodded.

"Why do you want to marry me?"

He ran his hand through his hair.

"I. I just want to." 

"Why?" 

"Just think it as a part of the deal." 

He was not giving me any answers and I was running out of time.

"Ok," I said and slowly took the pen. My hand started to tremble while I signed the paper. I had never thought I would get married. At least not in this way. without looking at him, I left.

I wanted to go alone but Rima came with me because he said if she goes with me it would be better. The whole ride my mind was on riot and I realized I didn't even know his name. I married a person I know nothing about, not even his name ? wow, what the fuck. 

"Why did he made a deal with me ?" I asked Rima.

She looked at me then back at the road.

"I....i can't tell you," she said 

I was frustrated, angry not getting any answers.

"I am sorry," she said but I ignored her.

We were standing outside my house. I stood there thinking if I should go inside or not. After some time I went inside and Rima followed me. I saw my parents there. My sis prarthi came running towards me from her room and hugged me. I could see anger flashing in my parent's eyes. Maybe I was hoping they would hug me but they didn't. Prarthi told me that Rima told them everything but as she started to tell me that I should be more careful while looking down at the river. I realized she had skipped my suicide part. Rima sat with my parents for a while.

"Bye Gurans, take care and I am sorry," she said and left.

I wanted to ask how did she know my name and suddenly I remembered I hadn't even told them where I lived. how did they know? How? They know everything about me but how?

I sat on the balcony thinking how my life changed in a year. We were happy in the USA. At least I was but my father wanted to return to our Homeland Nepal and he was afraid we would forget everything. The business was holding him there but as soon as we were on the loss he brought us here. I like it here but only for holidays. I don't know much Nepali but yeah I love the Nepali curse word. After coming here everything was frustrating. No job, so much pressure from my parents. They hated me even more for not having any job. There I could do any job but not here. I had to think twice before stepping outside. Everything was weird for me. 

Now, I was married. Yeah, even though I didn't want to, I was. I never thought I would get in this way. I had always despised relationships so I never dated. I don't hate love but I never wanted love. It wasn't my thing. I mean, who doesn't want to be loved? but I was afraid if I will be in a relationship, I will be the only one to make an effort to make it work or what if the person I love despises me like my parents. People today only want to be in a relationship to sleep and count how many people they had sex with. Now, my life got messier. I got married to a person I know nothing about.

Maybe you could find happiness in him? My inner girl told me.

No, I am not a girl to search for happiness in other people and..... Ugh, I don't want to think about that Boka. Yes, he is probably a Boka.

( Boka - like playboy, who only wants girl for sex.)

I wanted to go in front of him and spit every curse word in his face. I was afraid he will come here soon and tell my parents that we are married. My parents will kill me gosh. Why did he make a deal with me? This question didn't leave my mind. I mean, I have nothing to give him. He already is so rich.

There were so many questions I wanted to ask him but I knew he wouldn't answer and now I was trapped. I didn't even know what he wants from me and what is he planning to do next.