California Dream Part Two

Chapter 14

First shock runs through me. I'm absolutely speechless. I glance up at my parents and notice the looks on their faces. They look like they both had a heart attack.

Kian should've never done this. This isn't the right time and sure as hell isn't the right place, especially with my parents right in front of us.

"Uh." I finally start to think of words. "I need some fresh air." Clearly by the look that now plays across Kian's face those aren't the words he was expecting to hear.

I quickly grab my coat and boots and walk outside. The cool brisk air stings my bare face.

I just don't understand why Kian would've thought this would be the right time to do this. I warned him about my dad, so why would he follow through with this? What would make him think that I'm even ready for marriage though?

*Kian's PV*

I sit on the floor alone now. Annie's dad sits across the room glaring at me. Never have I felt more vulnerable, neglected, and uncomfortable before. I don't understand why Annie thinks she can just run out like this though. Does she not love me? Is that why she didn't say yes?

My questions are spinning around in my mind but it's easy to ignore them considering the fact that Annie's dad is still staring at me. I start to stand. Hopefully I can make it outside fast enough to talk to her before her parents say something.

I grab my shoes and coat and start to put them on.

"Where are you going?" Annie's dad questions.

"I need to talk to Annie, sir." I try to sound as polite as I can.

"Let her be alone for awhile. I'd like to talk with you."

Oh great here it is. The lecture of how I shouldn't be with Annie. How I made a huge mistake proposing to her.

"Alright." He leads me downstairs to the basement so we can talk in private. Or in other words so he can murder me without there being any witnesses.

"Why did you propose to Annie?" He asks.

"Because I love her. We've been together for almost 3 years now so I thought it was a good time," I explain.

"Well clearly she doesn't agree with that, or else she wouldn't be outside."

"Look I'm not trying to be rude, but I don't understand what you have against me. I've done nothing to you except take care and love your daughter. She means the world to me whether you like it or not and that isn't going to change," I say.

"I just feel that she could do better than someone like you."

"What do you mean 'someone like me'?"

"She could be with someone with an actual job. Someone who has their life planned out in front of them."

"You don't get it. That's the reason she moved to California in the first place. She wanted to get away from the structure and the predictability of life. She wanted to just go with whatever came to her."

"Yeah and look where it had gotten her. Right in the hospital with a concussion," he reminds.

"True but who was there for her through all of that? I was. I was by her side nonstop helping her as much as I possibly could."

"Why don't you go talk to Annie," he suggests. At that he's closing our conversation. I don't really know if that's a good or bad thing. I make my way back upstairs and outside to where Annie went.

"You alright?" I ask as I close the door.

"I guess. What took you so long to come out here?" She asks.