Alexis POV
Ughh. Finally. I get to leave this hell hole that I call home. I get to be a grown up like I've always wanted and move on with my life. I get to do whatever I want whenever I want. I get to enjoy the freedom I was born with.
My parents always would baby me, even now they do. Cause I'm the 'baby' of the family. I'm just the youngest. I'm not 2 or 3. They would never let me go to parties. They would never let me hang out at the mall. They wanted to spend time with their little girl as much as they could but I would always just 'clean my room'. Little did they know, I would sneak out most of the time.
I'm so glad Im moving to LA with my best friend Caroline and getting out of Iowa. My parents don't want me to go being the 'baby' I am, there afraid of what could happen to me. They even tried to give me the family business just so I would stay! I respect them for that but I can protect myself just fine. I've been trying to show them that I am grown up and that I can protect myself but they pay people to show me that the world is bad!
"Hey sweetie," my dad said walking into my room without knocking "You sure you wanna go through with this? There are a lot of things that can go wrong. You could get in a car crash, you couldnt make it to be an record producer, you could get drunk and pregnant, you could do drugs..."
Yes I wanna be an record producer. My dad and mom always frowned upon this. Its what Ive wanted to be since I was younger. Ive wanted to grow up to do big things but I also wanted to do businessy-type things. This job was perfect for me. My dad thinks I'll make it bigger as an accountant. Gross, right?
"Dad I'll be fine," I said for the thousandth time since Ive mentioned it to them "I'm determined to make it as a record dealer. I could make someone's dreams come true. I can do this. Why don't you guys understand?"
"We don't understand cause you used to be our little baby," my father said "And now you're leaving us for a bigger city and that girl, oh what was her name? Maroline?"
"Caroline," I corrected. The story behind me and Caroline's friendship is we met at my friends Lindsay's party I snuck to about 4 years ago. Don't worry, no alcohol was there. It was just a casual party. Its also where I met my ex boyfriend, Michael.
"Caroline, Maroline. Same thing," my dad said rudely "But what if she gets you caught up in drugs or alcohol? What if you meet some guy while your drunk or high and you get pregnant with his child? I do not want to be the grandfather of your child just yet."
"Oh my god," I sighed "Dad get out of my room. We've had this conversation a million times. I'm not changing my mind. Especially now." I grabbed my suitcases and walked straight out my room to my car, not even bothering to say a last farewell.
