Disclaimer: I don't own Bend It Like Beckham.

Chapter 2: Help me

I walked up to the Bhamra residence, hoping to reason with her family. And although I'd never seemed to get through to them in previous encounters, I had to try. How could they let their daughter just marry someone she didn't love? I guess that was just their culture.

Her father answered the door. "Can I help you?" He asked.

"Hello, Mr. Bhamra," I said. "If I could, I'd like to talk to you about Jess."

He nodded and led me into the living room where Mrs. Bhamra was sitting. "What is he doing here?" She asked.

"He wasn't to talk to us about Jessi," he said. He looked up the stairs. "Jessi! Come here!"

Jess came down the stairs and stopped when she saw me. "What are you doing here?"

Her father answered before I could even speak. "He wishes to speak to us about you."

I could see on her face that she knew what it was about. She stayed silent.

"Take a seat," he insisted.

Jess and took a seat on the couch while I took a seat in one of the nearby chairs. "I've come to talk to you about your decision," I said. Why was I here? Why was I trying to get them to stop this crazy engagement? "Jess should go to America to play football in college, without having to marry before she goes."

"We have made our decision," her mother said. "She must be married if she wants to go to America. Tony offered, we accepted."

"But does Jess want this?" I asked. I knew I was pressing my luck, really pressing my luck but I had to try. I knew that Jess didn't want this. She just needed to tell her parents that.

"I want to go to America," she snapped at me. "And I will do what I have to do to get there."

"Jesminder will do as she is told," he said. "She must be married before leaving home. Tony is the only boy that has offered and we accept."

"That is all that matters," her mother added.

I knew I was defeated. I would just make an ass of myself if I stayed longer. I stood. "Thank you for your time, Mr. and Mrs. Bhamra," I said. And I left.

Of course, Jess being Jess, she couldn't leave it at that. She had more to say. "What do you think you're trying to do?" She yelled angrily. I hadn't heard her yell like that since the game when she was removed for fighting.

I looked back at her. "I was trying to give you the life that you want," I told her.

She shook her head. "You were trying to give me the life you wanted. You want this life with me and you'll do anything to get it. I love football and I will do everything to get to play it. I will marry Tony. There is no stopping it."

I sighed, placing a hand on her cheek. "I want you to play football… But what if I offered to marry you? What if you marry me?"

She pulled away from me. "It's against my culture. It isn't allowed to marry someone of a different race. We can't be together, Joe. You'll just have to accept that." She hugged me, kissed my cheek, and went back inside.

I stood there for a few minutes, trying to regain my focus. She was going to be leaving the country, after she was married, to someone other than me. Too many obstacles. Those weren't going to get in my way.

AN: He's too determined. Anyways, please R&R!