Clara Clarice Martin Wilson
"Clara?! Shouldn't you be at school right now?" My mom asked me confused when I walked in the living room
"No I dropped out" I said
"Your did what?!" My dad said mad when he walked in the living room
"I dropped out I don't like to be a lawyer in the future and im 21 I can choose for my self I don't want to be controlled again by you too like im a teenager because im not" I almost scream to them
"Clara you always wanted this and now you don't? What's going on with you? Sinds you came back from that trip to the Mykonos y-you just changed and don't tell us you didn't because everyone says that also your friends and they are right" my mom says
"What you talked with my friends?!" I say mad
"Clara..-"
"No dad why did you talk with my friends?" I ask my mom
"Because they are worried about you" she said "and we are too Clara and I looked in your room and I found pictures" she added and she was holding the too polaroid pictures of me and Charles
"You looked through my room?! I have my own privacy" I say and I took the pictures out of my mom hands and she and dad both looked at me like I did something worse to them and I hated that look on their faces
"You know what while you still live under our roof you listen to us" my dad says
"Oke done then I don't live here anymore" I say and I go to my room
'Fuck why did I say that' I think in my head
I grap my suitcase and I pack in my stuff until I got distracted of my phone ringing and I looked at who was calling and I picked up
"Hey Charles" I say
"Hey are you oke? You sound upset" he asked me
"Yea I'm oké just- I had a fight with my parents because I told them I dropped out and now I said something stupid because of something my dad said and now I am homeless" I say "I'm sorry I'm rig-" I say when Charles cut it me off
"Clara don't be sorry and I'm sorry that that happend Clara really" he says
"Don't be it's me with my stupid head" I say
"Are you going to stay there or...?" He asked
"No I don't want to live here anymore I'm tired of living here while they treat me like a kid" I say
"I get that...." He says he stays silence for a few seconds
"Where are you thinking of?" I ask him
"Wel here in Monaco they have at the university a great art program..." he said
"So you want me to live in Monaco? I-I don't have the money for that I don't even know if I still have enough money to buy just a easy apartment" I say
"Clara you can stay for a little while in my apartment if you want" he says
"Charles.. I can't except that" I say
"Clara I want to help you" he says I stay silent for a few seconds
"Oke but if I have enough money I buy my own apartment- but what about university there it's probably expensive" I say
"We wil think of than when your here oke?" He said
"Oke.." I say
"I'll buy your ticket I'll sent you the details" he says and before I could say anything he hang up and I chuckled ' bastard' I think in my head
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