I wake up to sun pouring in through the hotel windows. I check my phone for any messages from Kian or Erin, nothing. I crawl out of the bed and take a warm shower then get dressed. I guess I'm going back to LA today, I have no reason to stay here.
I dial my moms phone number and wait for her to pick up.
"Hello?"
"Hey mom. Do you mind taking me to the airport in about an hour."
"Yeah I'll be over in a bit."
"Ok thanks. Bye," I tell her.
"Bye."
I make sure I have everything packed. I scan the room one last time and notice the ring box sitting on the bedside table. I pick it up and look at the ring inside it again. Why was I so stupid. Why didn't I just say yes. My dads opinion should have never mattered to me, especially if I told Kian it shouldn't matter to him. I slide the ring box in my coat pocket and wait.
A few minutes later my moms waiting at the door of my hotel room.
"Got everything?" she asks.
"Yup."
"Alright let's go."
We pull into the parking lot of the airport 15 minutes later. My mom helps me get my bags from the back just as I did when Kian was about to leave.
"I hate to see you go so soon," she says.
"I know. I'm really sorry I'm not staying. I just really don't want to see dad and I kind of just want to get out of here."
"Is it kind of like how you wanted to get out of here when you were younger?" She questions.
"Yeah." Other than Erin my mom was the only one who understood how much I really wanted to leave here. How much I just wanted to get away and be my own person.
"Well I love you," she says as she hugs me tightly.
"I love you too. You need to come visit sometime."
"Maybe," she says with a smile. "Tell Erin I said hi."
"Will do. Bye."
"Bye." I give her one last hug then I'm on my own. Making my way into the airport just as I had let Kian do.
I make my way through security then take my seat in the waiting area with 10 minutes to spare. I sit down and take a deep breath. As much as I hate it here in Kentucky I always hate leaving my mom behind. She always loves to travel but she never can because there's just not enough money to. Every time I leave, so badly I just want to take her with me.
The intercom crackles to life and a cheery woman announces that the flight to LA is now boarding.
I grab my purse and walk through the tunnel then take my designated seat on the plane. The memories of when I had gotten on my first flight to LA just a few years ago come back to me. The desire to leave, the excitement in my stomach, and the anticipation that lies in California lingers in my body. I left the first time because I had a California Dream I wasn't going to give up on. I'm leaving again because somewhere in me that California Dream still lives and it's telling me that I'm meant to marry Kian.
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California Dream Part Two
FanfictionI don't care if we fight though, just being with you and having happy moments with you makes me forget about all that shit. That's how you know you've found that right person, even though you fight you still find plenty of happiness with them.
