Moving Forward

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" That seems like a nice dress but it doesn't quite fit the standard"
Said my dad as I walked out with a long, dark blue dress with lots of pearls on it, probably the tenth dress I had tried on TODAY.

Ah yes, the standard its something that like a disease follows me around daily and I'm reminded constantly of a standard I have to keep. Don't get me wrong, being the daughter of a famous person is great, I love my dad AND love my life. But you get to a point where everything just becomes too much and you are reminded that you cant take a break, because everyone is watching your next move. Sometimes I feel like a fish and everyone else is watching outside of the fishbowl to see what I'll do next. But I live with it, it's my life as a Dempsey.

See I get to be friends with so many artists and famous people but few of them didnt choose this life, I was born into this life and it's almost as if I didnt get a choice. My mom met Patrick Dempsey, some of you may know him as Mcdreamy and they had a relationship but it ended even though they were still pretty in love. Mom  was a Model when she  had me, but she never told Patrick that she had His  daughter and went on with her life. When I was three she passed away in a terrible car accident. Her sister, the only family she had left brought me to Patrick so he could find out he had a daughter. He chose to keep me and raise me and ever since then it's just been the two of us. Of course he remarried and had other children, and I love to be a part of this family with the twin brothers and my  sister but it's always going to be him and I.

I look back to all my dresses, and think of so many I can choose from but this Is a special ocasion we're going to a Gala for dad's foundation so we need to look our best. I find a White long gown which I'm sure he will love, it's very elegant. It has a sweetheart neck and a cut in the front but the material it's made out of is so thin and it flows. I think it's perfect.

I put on my high heels and look at myself in the mirror, I look so much like him

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I put on my high heels and look at myself in the mirror, I look so much like him. My dark curly hair, light blue eyes, even my smile looks like his. The difference is my skin is a little darker since my mom had hispanic roots but everything else looks like him. As I look out my big window into the city I think of how much I miss her, and how much I wish I could share this with her. But she also brought me my best friend in the world, my dad and for that I am so thankful.

I run downstairs as fast as I can in heels through the long, glass staircase and come down the two floors it takes to get to the main floor. I find him looking out the big window into the City of New York with his back to me and he's on the phone, he's still wearing a white dress  shirt and His suit pants but he hasnt put on the jacket or his tie. He turns around as soon as he hears me and smiles the way only he knows how to do to make you  feel like the most special.

"Yes Mike, I'm okay with that. I'll be there in an hour, dont worry about that. Alright talk soon, thanks bye."

As soon as he hangs up I move closer.

" I think this one fits the standard of a Dempsey" I smile

"Yeah it does More than that, you look gorgeous baby girl"
I might as well be wearing a tiara because I feel like a Princess.

I hug him and he hugs me back.

" I really appreciate these moments with you, I hope you dont leave again any time soon"

"Well about that..." I pull away almost instantly.
" You got that part in the series didn't you?"
I look into his eyes, they look mysterious as if he's planning  something.
"I  did, they called me this morning"

I hate it so much when he leaves, I walk away and into the kitchen to get some coffee, coffee will calm me down. I open our big fridge and get an
iced coffee out. I turn around and sit on the counter as I open the bottle and drink the liquid goodness of an iced latte, okay I'm better.

"So when do you leave?"
He walks in front of me and opens the fridge too to get a beer and he leans against the counter in front of me.

"They need me down in LA in two days" I look down at the floor, not even wanting to think of him leaving for another year to shoot a series.
" I wish you didn't have to leave for so long" I say still looking at the floor. He moves in front of me and lifts my chin up with one hand. His eyes look full of mischief and love at the same Time if thats even possible.

" Maybe I don't have to. I know we haven't done this for some time but what if you came with me?"
"What?"
" I mean you just graduated school,and your modeling contract  doesnt have to be renewed right now, and you're making choices. You  could come down and audition for a movie,look into art schools, go to hipster coffee shops and walk in LA. Kid I know you love LA. Come on what do you say?"

" Dad just because you're an actor and I'm constantly surrounded by your kind, mean that I want to be an actress, I dont know yet."

" I know that but common, you can audition for a role in a movie and try it out, or look into schools, there's no pressure. I just want you to come with me, it Will be fun I promise what do you say?"

There were hard decisions I had to make, like the fact that I had been offered an amazing opportunity of modeling in Australia but also going to school and being a part of this big project for fashion and I would be the main  photographer. I had to move in three months... But I hadnt told my dad, it was hard but I really loved this opportunity, but I had never lived away from him for that long. Did I mention this contract was for four years? Well it was. I had also come out of a long term relationship with a musician and I had healed, but emotionally I was still dealing with it . But right now,I didn't need to make any rash decisions. It would help get some clarity.

" Okay dad, let's do it for old times sake" I smiled and he high fived me.

"For old times sake kid. Okay I think Natalie must be here already to do your hair and make up and I need to get ready"
He gave me a kiss on the cheek and  walked away, he turned around quickly.

" I'm so proud of you Leah, you make me really happy" he smiled and went upstairs to get ready.

I took a deep breath, guilt of hiding something from my dad was inside of me, but right now I needed to take things one step at a time. I got down and went upstairs to have an excessive amount of make up and product be put into my hair to look "perfect". Yo, being a celebrity is hard sometimes.

It was going to be a long night. 

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