Married to Jacob

Many at times I have heard people speak on love at first sight, books and movies had portrayed it to be a wonderful experience to behold, even when I longed to someday experience the sweet savory it was like a wild goose chase as my parents were this strictly persons who never let me out of their sight. They took turns to ensure I was always in their company. I could so I was the most well brought up kid in the entire neighborhood, I had the best of education, moral upbringing, good in everything a lady should be good at except for falling in love at first sight.

Many times I had tried to replicate what I see in movies and read in novels by pretending to be in love with the few boys in my school and neighborhood when I had the chance but it just never worked out right, the boys were either jack ass or assholes. I tried so hard to convince my parents to always take me to every public place in town, but that didn't work either. I seem to be the most unlucky girl in the universe, It dawned on me that I was never going to fall in love at first sight and I was beginning to be cool with it. When I turned sixteen, I was surprised to hear my parents bring up relationship talks with my father at the helm of the discuss. Susan, he called, are you seeing anyone he asked? I almost choked on my saliva, that was definitely the weirdest question I had ever heard from my parents. I needed my father to repeat what he just said because I was unsure if I heard him correctly. What did you just say to me Dad I managed to ask looking rather at my mum who was giggling like a girl who had just been asked out for the first time. No Dad! I exclaimed after waiting for a response from him over a specific time with non coming from him, my jaws dropped open as I remained mute. My mother had ended her giggling and was now seated Akimbo. Well Susan, now that you turned sixteen, your mother and I were planning a super sweet sixteen party for you so we wanted to know how you would like it. You have been a great kid over the years, a blessing to your father and I since your first cry, we wanted to show our appreciation and love in return by ushering you into a pre-adult in a grand style my mother added smiling sheepishly. I kept on looking with my brows unable to sit in her usual position, is this my parents who had never allowed me attend parties and spoke highly against such? After a while, I finally came to terms with the reality before me, I managed to my parents that I was going to go sleep over it and give them a response the next day. They seem pleased with my response as they hugged and kiss me on the fire head but deep within me, I felt like screaming out on them like Kelvin had done to his parents in the movie home alone. I felt like screaming on them as being responsible for my failure to have found my love at first sight but they had a great speech and I didn't want to ruin it so I just walked slowly into my room lost for words. I couldn't sleep the whole night, me host a party? I have never attended one and definitely no one would come as I never attended theirs. How do I do this I kept thinking until I came to a conclusion that it would be the greatest disaster of my life if I allowed the party happen for the following reasons; No one would attend, and if they did, I don't know what to do with them, and if I knew, I am too shy to face them, and if I overcome being shy, I can't dance, and if I managed to dance the best I can, My parents are definitely going to attend with their friends no, it's going to be a disaster I concluded, this will never work I said to myself as I made to sleep with a mix of joy, sadness and humor. The next day at school, I couldn't wait for it to be lunch time to break to humorous news to Julian my best friend, she is the closest to a relative I have aside my parents. She always had a solution to my life's problem no matter how difficult it might be while I always repaid in her school work. It was the longest class ever, the teachers seem to be coming in in unbroken succession so we had no time to discuss but as they say, delayed not denied. The bell finally rang for break, Julian made to leave, but I held her by the arm. Julian, my parents are hosting me a sweet sixteen party I said finding it hard to use the right words. What! she retorted My parents are hosting me a sweet sixteen party I repeated, as she giggled in surprise. Silly Julian climbed her desk and announced to the entirety of the class that I was having a party, I tried to stop her but she was way faster than my attempt. The reception wasn't as I thought, it got the wildest ovation I ever saw. When? Where?? Time? The questions kept coming that I knew there was no escape but to give a response. Everyone had turned to me with the town crying Julian inclusive. I looked at Julian with a witch gaze as I managed to respond to the class that it was still in the planning process and they would be communicated to once plans was all set. I knew that was definitely going to be a disappointing response but I needed to say something but again it didn't go as I thought, can i have your number, where the words that followed. Oops, my parents didn't allow me have a phone outside the desk phone in the house. I quickly told them to add me up on Facebook as the invite would drop first on my Facebook handle. Oops that helped, my parents allowed me have social media accounts after setting up all the parental guidance they knew, but that didn't matter now as I had been saved. Julian was super excited but I dragged her to a deserted end of the classroom angry at her for not hearing me out before breaking the golden egg laid by the farmer's goose. She apologized explaining how she was taken by the euphoria of the moment. Julian, I don't think this party would hold, why? She asked visibly furious. No one would attend, I have never attended anyone's party I answered, says who she responded? Leave that to me, I have a specialty in that you know. Really I asked in disbelief. There are parts of me you know nothing about yet good girl she responded acting wild. I don't know what to do with my guests if they eventually turn up, I have never been to a party, how do I keep them entertained knowing well how shy I am with crowds? Laughing out loud she told me if I had heard the song baby calm down by Selena Gomez featuring Rema? I responded in the negatives and she smiled, sweetheart set up the time and place and leave all that to me, I have the right medicine for all that she said laughing and dancing to the lyrics of baby calm down to which she was humming. I can't dance, I said feeling shy to utter it to the one person who holds the secret of my life, you will learn sweetheart, you will learn. There is no special skill in dancing, all it requires is move your body right, left, forward and backwards. That's all so baby be calm she said maintaining her cool. My parents are definitely going to attend with their friends, I again said with a gloomy face, not knowing how best to say it. O that! Answered Julian whose dance had suddenly lost value. That's a problem. Is your dad coming with that shotgun of his? Julian asked trying to make humor of the discussion but we both knew there was problem. After we had laughed, you need to find a way to stop your parents from attending Susan said Julian. Teens party is most time wild and not a place for parents to be especially high handed ones like your parents. At that she said no more, but mute for more of my excuses but I had exhausted them all. I stood mute for a while until Julian spoke that we should go get something to eat before the break runs out. I wished she had a solution to this as always but there was no way out on this, I needed to figure this out on my own. I followed her without saying a word even though she worked hard to cheer me up. As we stepped into the hallway, the entire school kept hailing, Susan! I would be at your party and more. If only this lads know how uneasy it is the head that wears the crown. I managed to keep smiling in response but deep within me, I knew that this party is most likely not going to hold. The rest of the day was wasted as my day was totally disoriented. It was the longest drive home from school with my dad on the wheels all being friendly putting up his old silly jokes as always wanting to amuse me but I was in no mood for that as I was unusually quiet through the journey. I got home to my mother who was longing for a warm embrace as always but that thing happen as I chided her off and made for my room. are you ok asked my mother as my father just stood startled watching the drama, without looking back I answered coldly, I am fine as I continued to my room. I could bet my parents must have exchanged glance and raising shoulders gone their separate ways with my mother heading for the kitchen and my father the sitting room. I had stayed in my room longer than usual, my mother had called out for me a million times but I was definitely in no mood for their talks just yet. I wanted to be left alone to ponder on how best to face the impending disaster before me. should the party hold, my parents were sure going to ruin it and should it not hold, I would have made myself to most popular liar ever. in my thoughts, I decided to turn on the computer to check what was happening on social media, to my wildest surprise, I had over three hundred friend requests waiting to be accepted, eighty three messages to be replied and over a thousand students following me, it was like the entire world was looking forward to my super sweet sixteen party. how could this be when I was always such a boring stick to myself person. I was lost in thought and disbelieve when my parents both walked into my room my father taking the lead. are you ok sweetheart asked my mother from behind my father. No I am not, I replied almost immediately in the harshest tone I ever heard myself speak in. All my life, you and Dad have been over protective of me, you people protected me to the point where I have lost my childhood, I barely associate with kids my age, all I do is go to school, read, sleep, spend weekends and vacations with you relatives who are way older than me. I barely socialize with my friends. outside making friends at school, all I know as friends are Uncle Jackson, Dad's brother, Aunty Carolyn Mum's sister, Mr. Donald our neighbor and maybe Steven the regular m mailman, I turned sixteen and still unsure of the future because my parents practically live my life for me, all I do is follow in the shadows, I am tired, I am tired I said on top of my voice in tears. my parents just stood watching me speak without uttering a word and when I was done, I obviously felt silly for I didn't know how it got to this unruly attitude and I obviously didn't get the expected reaction. my father's face had turned red in his anger, he must be nursing the thoughts of hitting me if he had to but was trying so hard to control his anger. my mother had broken down in tears but the both remained in their position watching me in tears and fury.my father later held his wife my mother by the arm and leg her out of my room into the living room, where he kept trying to make her stop crying. they kept talking for hours before my mother was herself again, it was a terrific day in the history of our family, there was no family lunch neither was there family dinner. My father was just so supportive of my mother who remained in her position all through the day into the night, she couldn't eat nor stand, my father had to make her some miracle tea or so they call it that worked all of life's diseases, he wiped her with a napkin, changed her into her pajamas and cuddled her to bed before carrying her into their room. all this I peeped from my room feeling so terrible about my action and utterances, I was missing my world's best parents already, I wanted to hear my father's old silly jokes and laugh at my mum's usual silly smiles. I felt lonely, I felt like walking up to my them in the living room but I feared my dad's fury, I stayed in my room hungry, scared, shy and worst still wicked. After a while my Dad had taken my mum into the bedroom, I heard him return to the living room still looking visibly angry, he made for the fridge, brought out some beer but couldn't drink. he stared at it a while before grabbing a bottle of whiskey and drinking like a fish. I had never seen him drink in such manner. My mother would never consent to him drinking in such manner for his health reasons but this was my father out of control, I became even more terrified than ever at what he could do to me in his drunken state. should my room had no burglary proof, I would have run out through the window. I sat there on my bed saying all forms of prayers I knew of for peace to be restored to my my family. I was in the middle of the prayers when I heard my father's footsteps approaching my room, I thought of calling the police for help but the love I have would never let me do that, watch my father taken into the police car with cuffs in hands would definitely be a horrible sight to behold. The steps were so faint but it was the loudest I ever heard. my pulse rate had increased beyond the ordinary and I wished something or someone could avert this impending disaster before me. finally the door flung open, there he was, my Dad. tall and handsome as always, neat and smartly dressed but his facial expressions had changed from anger to sober. I looked up at him, short for words in tears and sorrow. if only this man could get into my heart to realize how sorry I was but it was too late, he walked into my room shutting the door behind him and heading for where I was seated with his whiskey in hand