California Dream Part Two

Chapter 15

*Annie's PV*

I start driving back to my parents. My head is spinning right now I have no idea what to do. This is my fault. Kian was right, I told him not to let my dad get to him. I on the other hand didn't even listen to my own advice. Maybe if I would've listened to myself Kian and I wouldn't be where we are now.

I pull into the driveway and walk inside. Everything seems the same, except Kian isn't here.

"I need to talk to you," my dad says when he sees me.

"What?" I question.

"What's going on here?"

"Kian left. He said we need some space from each other to just think, so he's flying back to LA."

"So he's running away? This is why you need someone who isn't a coward like him," He says.

That pushed me over the edge. "No dad he isn't running away, he's trying to keep us from fighting and making things worse. And do not call him a coward."

"Well why else would he run away?"

"I just told you. He's trying to give us a bit of space."

"Why do you go for guys like this? Why can't you find one with a job? Someone who can be a man and handle things."

"Because that's what I want dad. I want someone who isn't afraid to show that they care about me and has a soft spot. I don't want someone who knows what they're going to be doing for the rest of their life and has everything planned. I want things to just happen without expecting them. That's how Kian is and that's what I love about him. If you don't respect my decision then I'm sorry it's your problem."

"Uh, no I don't think it's my problem. I think it's your problem, because I want you to break up with him."

"You can't do that. I'm not 14 years old."

"I don't care I'm still your dad and I can do whatever I want."

"No. I'm not breaking up with Kian just because you don't like him. I love him and you can't stop me."

"You don't even know what love is."

"And whose to say that you do. Just because I'm young doesn't mean I can't be in love and you have no right to tell me that."

I run upstairs before he can say anything else. I look around my room. I don't want to be here. I can't be here. I don't want to be anywhere near my dad right now or ever. I start to pack. I'm not staying here anymore. Once I have everything I go back downstairs.

"Where are you going?" My mom questions.

"I can't stay here with dad. I'm sorry but I just can't."

"But it's Christmas."

"I know it is but I can't stand even looking at him. I'm done with him."

"Alright. Do you need a ride to somewhere?"

"Can you take me to a hotel?"

"Yeah. Do you have everything?"

"I think so." I take a quick look at my bags then grab my coat and my shoes. I give my sister a hug then look around the living room making sure nothings been left. I see the ring box sitting on the tv stand. I grab it and put it in my coat pocket.

"Ok let's go."

She drives me to a hotel just down the street. I check in then she helps me up to my room.

"Are you going to be alright?" She asks.

"I guess."

"You want to talk?" She asks softly.

"Kind of."

"Alright. What's up?"

"I'm just so mad at dad. I hate how he always does stupid stuff like this."

"Stupid stuff like what?"

"Like how he always tells me what's best for me. I get that he's just being a dad, but he takes it to far. Everything always has to be his way. He doesn't understand how much Kian means to me."

"If he means so much to you then why didn't you say yes to him?" She asks.

"Because I don't feel ready for marriage yet. I mean we're both 21."

"Well maybe your dads right."

"No he said that I need to break up with Kian. That I need someone who is man enough to not run away."

"He really said that?"

"Yup," I say.

"Well he shouldn't have said that."

"Do you think I made the right decision though? Saying no to Kian?"

"I don't really know. You guys have been together for a few years now, and you already live together, plus you're 21 which isn't a horribly early age to get married at. I guess it just depends on your own opinion and how much you love him. I would think about it though and not just jump into it."

"Alright. Thanks mom."

"No problem," she says giving me a smile. "So are you going to be alright here?"

"Yeah I should be fine."

"Ok, if you need anything just call me."

"Alright." I give her a hug and she leaves.

I slide my hand into my coat pocket and run my fingers over the soft fabric that covers the ring box. I pull it out and stare at it.

My mom and Kian do have a point. Kian and I have been together for a few years, we live together, and 21 isn't that bad of an age for marriage. I do love Kian a lot too. I guess I'm just scared of a big commitment like this.

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