I was angry, so angry I was shaking. I looked up at my mother who had tears in her eyes. "If I'm of legal age, I don't have to do this, you can't physically make me, I can leave and not look back." I said not backing down. My father spoke "You will not become of age until the papers are filed, and you are his wife."

My name is Aisha, I am 15 years old, everyone calls me Ali. I prefer Aisha, I'm a junior in high school, I live with my parents, my 2 younger sisters and 1 younger brother. My parents fled to the US when my mother was pregnant with me, because they weren't married, and it's against the law, my mother would of went to jail. Today I turned 15, my father broke the news that I was promised to marry a man who was 10 years older than me, and I had to start packing because he would be there in an hour to pick me up.

I stood in my room, throwing clothing into my suitcase, My closet now empty, my mother entered my room, and sat down on my bed, I could tell she had been crying. " I really tried Ali, but he won't budge, he thinks this is what is best." She said the tears even more present now. "Whats his name, Wheres he's from, Why didn't you tell me sooner?" I asked, I wanted clear answers, and my mother was always honest with us kids. "His name is Randy, He lives in St Charles about 25 minutes from here, Your dad wanted it to be kept a secret until you were of age." She said as she started picking up my clothing and folding it, placing it back in my suitcase. "Ali, Things are going to change for you, things are going to be different, things are going to happen, and some of them you might not approve of, don't fight him, it might make it harder on you in the long run." She said getting up, she kissed me on the forehead and left me to pack.

A Short time later, I heard another knock at the door, and turned to see my father standing there.
" Your husband has arrived, will you please meet us down in the back office." He said taking my suitcases and leaving. I stood in my room a few more minutes, making sure I didn't forget anything. I looked at my bed and saw my lil sister's Izzy doll. I knew she wouldn't mind. I grabbed it and carried it down the back staircase with me, I came to my Father's Office. I over heard them talking, I knocked lightly and walked in, My husband was standing in front of me, I knew immediately who he was, I hated him.
My dad handed me a pen "Sign these papers, and say goodbye to your mother and sisters." He said.

I started to panic "I'm not doing this, I will go with him, but I will not stay, I'll disappear." I said knowing I sounded like a bratty kid.

15 minutes Later I was in his truck heading down the highway, We pulled into a driveway, he reached out the window, punched in a code, and the gates opened , we pulled up to a midsize ranch home.
"This is your place too, make yourself at home, all I ask is don't disappear." He said taking off his seatbelt and opening his door, he hurried around, and opened my door. I grabbed my backpack and stepped out. I spent the rest of the afternoon putting my clothing and belongings away. I looked up to see my new husband standing in the doorway. "Are you getting hungry? I was thinking of going to Bugatti's." He said looking through the closet, pulling out my black dress, and a nice shirt for himself.

I started to feel more comfortable around him, and started to enjoy myself. "So what do you do for work?" I asked, but I knew he was a wwe superstar. I mean just because we didn't have a tv in our home, didn't mean my friends were the same. "I work for WWE, which means I wont be home all the time, so you are welcome to travel with me." He said pushing his Shrimp Scampi around his plate.
"oh that's nice." I said taking a bite of my dinner. "Hows the grouper?" he said as he gave me an odd smile. "It's good, Why are you all of a sudden being quiet, I'm getting use to the idea of being on your arm, having you as a husband doesn't seem as bad as I had originally thought, so what's the issue?"
"Did your parents tell you anyhing about being married, or how to please your husband?" He said taking a drink of his soda. I knew now why he was being so quiet. "No, and I prefer not to talk about it in a public place." I said before finishing off my dinner.