My Indian Wedding

Chapter 26: Burying someone alive.

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Chapter 24: Burying someone alive.

I signed in exasperation as I buried my face into the palm of my hands. “For the last time Aman we can’t bury the guy alive.”

Aman spluttered in shock. “Why not? I have a shovel.” Sal stared at Aman as if he had grown a second head and Ethan was trying to figure out if Aman was kidding or serious.

“Aman the guy didn’t do anything wrong.” I said trying to explain to him as calmly as I could.

Aman jumped out of his seat. He was standing in the middle of Starbucks yelling at me for being an idiot. “Are you mentally retarded the guy is breaking you and Ethan up. Plus he is like 25 years old trying to get it on with an 18 year old. Talk about pervert.” People around the coffee shop just stared at us with their mouths gaped open.

Sal tugged Aman shirt towards hissing at him. “Aman sit your ass down. This aint know Hollywood movie.”

“More like Bollywood.” I muttered under my breath. After ten minutes of Sal trying to explain to Aman that he couldn’t just go around killing people without ending up in Jail, Aman finally calmed down, but he kept on arguing how he could run to Mexico if the police came after him and changed his name to Pablo.

“Why don’t me and Aman buy some more coffee while you two ladies actually come up with a logical plan.” Ethan suggested as he started dragging Aman towards the counter.

It was silent for a while. Me and Sal just drank our cups of coffee. Then after a while Sal finally spitted the question she had been dying on asking.  “Are you sure you want to do this?” Sal asked.

I finally switched my eyes away from my coffee to stare at her in shock. “What do you mean? Of course I want to do this.” Sal looked at me for a while debating on whether or not she should say what she was thinking, but after another dreadful silence Sal finally got the courage to speak up.

“Look Naina, I want you to be happy. I want you to be happy with Ethan and live that fairytale life that you deserve, but Naina this is real life. Look me and you both know if you break this engagement t and go off and live with Ethan your dad will disowned you. Then what would you do if you and Ethan end up breaking up two months later? Look I am not trying to be the bad guy, but Naina you and Ethan are in the first stages of a relationship. The honeymoon phase. Both you and Ethan are too “in love” to see your guys faults, but what happens when you guys are over that honeymoon phase and start getting annoyed of each other. Look Naina some high school relationships don’t last forever, and chances are you and Ethan can break up. It’s a possibility. Then what happens when you don’t have a family or a boyfriend to lean on and you end up alone?”

Everything that had came out of Sal’s mouth was right. Everything she was saying was a possibility, the questions she was asking me was the same questions I have been asking myself since the night Ethan came to my house.  I have had at least two days to wrap my head around of all the drama that was occurring in my life, and it wasn’t until this morning to where I had finally decided what I wanted to do.

“Sal the thing is that saying no to this engagement isn’t just for me and Ethan to end up together. It’s a chance for me to be happy, and maybe me and Ethan aren’t meant together. Maybe we love each other now and break up later, but that doesn’t mean I will never find love. I will find someone and I will marry them. I want to live my life. I don’t want my parents controlling every aspect of my life. If I say yes to this engagement then I am basically signing myself to slavery, and I don’t think I am ready to give up my freedom just yet. As for Ethan and me I am going to do everything in my power to make this relationship work.” I told her.