Don't Look Down

Parents.

Dad: Naomi, please tell me why this letter is currently in my hands?

I slowly made my way to grab a letter that my father was holding up. The letter was directed to my parents, sent by Spinning Records, basically informing my parents that they would need to go in and have to sign some things if I plan to keep producing music with the company. But, since my parents have not been at home for months, they were not aware that I had been to Spinning Records, or working on music really.

N: I can explain

D: Enlighten us than.

'At the beginning of the school year I met this boy and one thing led to another, and he mentioned my music to the company he is signed with, they liked me and I have been working on my music with them for a month now', I said, totally dodging me and Martin's relationship. 

'WHAT' they both screamed.

N: Listen, you are never here and I am all alone on a daily basis, what dose it matter to you that I am actually doing something I want to do, not something YOU want me to do. I love producing music, it's the only thing I know how to do.

M: You will ruin your life. Do you actually think being a DJ will get you somewhere?

D: Really Naomi, did you really think you had enough talent to actually make it out there?

Without another word and tears in my eyes, I made my upstairs, locked myself in the bathroom and grabbed my razor...

After making a few cuts, I decided to sneak out of the house and make my way to Martin's house in hope he would still be awake and we could just...talk.