Turquoise

Chapter 1: Emancipation

A/N: Hiya, this is the first chapter of Turquoise. I really hope you guys like it! I'm really going to try to update as much as I can, so maybe in a few days I'll have another chapter written.

Anyways, if you guys don't know what emancipation is:

Definition of emancipation:

Noun: Freeing someone from the control of another; especially a parent's relinquishing authority and control over a minor child.

Type of: Freeing, liberation, release. The act of liberating someone or something.
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I was lounging in my bed listening to my parents argue, just like every single night. My dad isn't home much. I think it's because he doesn't want to see me or look at me, my face being a constant reminder of knocking my mom up when she was 19 and he was 29. They always tell me that I was a mistake, mostly because they have to pay money for me to survive.

Don't get me wrong, I'm very lucky to get fed and have a roof over my head. It's just my parents that make it unbearable and my life miserable. My mom always tells me that I should be grateful that she didn't abort me when she found out she was pregnant with me, but sometimes I wish she had.

I just feel like I'm in this constant loop of feeling awful. The only thing keeping me here are my dreams, but achieving those dreams sometimes just feels too difficult. I want to be an actress so bad. Ever since I was young, I dreamt of "making it" and being a star, and finally doing something that I actually enjoy. To have enough money to move out and to never have to see my parents again.

Movies are my safe space. It's nice to crawl into a character from a movie or series sometimes and pretend to be them for a little while, to have a perfect movie life. With different parents, a different house, and maybe a dog. I'm not sure if it's healthy, though, because sometimes I can't tell the difference between that sort of life and my own. Like one moment I'm eating breakfast, and the next I'm relaxing in the Avengers Tower and eating breakfast with them. Even though they're movie characters, they seem like much better company than my own parents. But unfortunately, it's not real; they're movie characters, and I'm eating breakfast alone or with my stupid mother.

I've thought of being emancipated, to have free will, no parents. I would choose what to do with my life, without my stupid, insufferable mom and absent dad. Live in New York and chase after my dreams.

But I'm not sure if my parents would agree. Maybe they would be happy to finally not have to care about me, or they would be super mad and call me an ungrateful brat, probably the latter.

The process of emancipation takes 30 days, and then if you're lucky, you get a hearing with a judge who decides if it's the best possible option. To get emancipation, you have to have a stable income. Luckily, I work at a grocery store, and I've been working a lot these past few years.

I saved up enough money to move and get a very, very, very small apartment in New York. It will probably be disgusting, but anything is better than this house. Not a home, a house. I've never considered my house a home. I guess you'd only have that with the right people, a loving home.

Oh, how I wish I was someone else with an entirely different life.

If i do get an emancipation, its luckily not that far of a drive. I live in New Jersey, so it's not that far from New York. If I take the bus, it's only a 2-hour ride.

But first, I'd have to get emancipated. Although, if my emancipation doesn't get accepted, I'll just run. I can't live in this house any longer. I've been with my mother and father in this stupid house for 16 years. I'm not sure if I should even call them that; they're not very worthy of that title.