Hollywood Life (a Suicide Squad Cast Story)

Chapter 1: Pressure

Brooklyn's POV

Have you ever been so bored that you resort to leaving what ever it is you are doing?
Well, that's me now......Sort of.
I haven't technically left yet. I'm just standing outside hoping nobody notices who I am.
My name is Brooklyn Kinnaman and I am the daughter of Joel Kinnaman and Cara Delevingne.
Currently, we are at one of mom's modeling events for Chanel, and I've been stuck sitting at a table for hours while my parents mingle with colleagues.
I couldn't take it anymore. I needed to escape, and my parents didn't even seem to notice.
I was told not to leave the table, but being 14 and being stuck in a room full of adults usually doesn't go over well.
It's a beautiful summer's night in California. The air is cool and the stars are shinning bright as ever.
Los Angeles is usually hectic day and night, so to see it calm and serene is incredible.
I take a seat on a bench outside the venue and just take it all in. I close my eyes and feel the breeze against my skin, and the far off music of the event behind me. For the first time in a while, I feel relaxed, I feel at ease.
Now, I know what you are thinking. What could she possibly be stressed out about? She has everything a girl could want! Famous parents, a ton of money. I won't deny it, these things are a perk, but the pressure to be the perfect daughter is astounding. My mother is one of the most widely known models in the world. Her look is iconic and her beauty is like no other. She has always been my idol and the person I could trust with my darkest secrets, but lately we seem to be pulling away from one another. My parents relationship is perfect and they are still madly in love with one another, so that isn't an issue. I have great family and friends, so that's not a problem. I just can't figure where the overwhelming pressure come from. Maybe it's the media? They always are snapping photos and writing headlines that have no truth to them. Maybe they make my inner insecurities come out? I try not to read to much into anything they say, but it becomes increasingly difficult with each passing day.
Finally, I take a deep breath and open my eyes. I can feel my anxiety starting to kick in for some odd reason. This happens sometimes, one minute I'll be fine and the next I will start to be nervous for no reason. I think it's the mess I take for my ADHD, but I've been told I need to take it no excuses. I roll my eyes as I relive that conversation with my mom three years ago. "You need to take them or you won't be able to handle it" she said to me as I stood in front of her, arms crossed. The argument went on for several minutes until she told me that if I didn't take the pills she would "force feed them to me". Needless to say, I take the medicine everyday and everyone,not including myself, is happy.
I keep staring off into the distance, until I hear footsteps behind me. I jump up from the bench and spin around to see a very worried looking Theo, my body guard.
Okay so I might have ditched him on the way outside, but I needed time to myself.
"Brooklyn" he yells as he practically runs over to me. Theo is 27 years old with short brown hair and striking green eyes. He stands over six foot and he always dresses in a suit. You could say he is the total package. I've had the biggest crush in him ever since my parents hired him.
"What is it Theo?" I utter as he finally stands in front of me with authority.
"Where have you been? Your parents are going crazy trying to find you!"
I take a step back from him and take another deep breath in.
"I'm fine Theo! I just came outside for some fresh air!"
I can see that Theo is greatly annoyed with me, his posture is almost aggressive.
"So you left without telling anyone?" He yells in disbelief. "This is a big night for your mother and you have her worried sick with grief!"
I slouch a little where I am standing. I didn't want my parents to worry, I just wanted to get away from everything.
"I'm sorry" I utter, feeling smaller than I know I am. Theo sighs and places his hands on his hips.
"You know that if you go somewhere you need to tell someone. We thought someone took you!"
I feel even smaller now. I didn't mean to cause trouble, but it seems to follow me everywhere I go.
"Well, I am ready to go back inside now" I say as look toward the back door entrance.
"Let's go" Theo mumbles as he grabs my hand and we start walking. I don't know how much trouble I'm in, but I really don't want to find out.