Daddy's Little Princess (Andy Biersack love story)
Chapter 5
3:00 am. Crap still awake, why can't i sleep? My mind has been racing and racing and it can't stop. Thinking about simple idiotic things that does not even make sense. "Great now i am have to pee as well." Pulling myself up from the bed i walk out of my room to the bathroom at the end of the wall. The house seems and looks quiet. Guessing mom is not here, seeing i have not heard her come in.
Ten minutes later i hop downs stairs to the kitchen grabbing a glass pouring in some orange juice. "Ana." The glass drop making it scatter all around my feet. "Jesus Princess." My dad groans walking up to me slowly pushing me out of the way. "Get the broom."
Without saying anything i seize the broom from the closet handing it to him. "I am sorry." I whisper backing out of the kitchen. What is going on with me; i am so confused and tired at the same time i can't even focus led alone pay attention to my dad.
"Are you okay?" He asks as i lean on the door frame.
"I can't sleep, dad do you have a pain killer?"
"Ana." His tone weary.
"Its just a pain killer." i grumble rolling my eyes. "I am not going to overdose."
"Like you did a few months back? or last week?"
"Dad," sighing heavily i shook my head. "Minor accident jeez. You know what," i lift up my hands in defeat. "Whatever." Twirling around i walk back up the stairs to my room. Slamming the door shut i grab my phone from the drawer. "Hello?"
"Gen glad you are awake, lookie here," i lick my lips eyeing the door. "Where are ya?"
"At the beach, drinking having fun. Pick you up in thirty?"
"Park a block away,"
"K!" i slam the phone shut pulling out my grey hoodie and red jeans, removing my clothes the door slowly open seeing Andy with his brow arch.
"Its 3 in the morning, where do you think you're going?"
"Beach, its spring break. Thought to myself why am i in bed when i should be gallivanting with my friends,"
"No,"
I look up from tying my shoe laces i smile. "Right now dad i don't really care what you think." i lift myself up pushing my phone in my jean pocket. "I am seventeen its time to take some risks."
"You have a reputation to up hold Ana,"
"To what!" i bellow. "To you and your band cruisade? Reason being i did not go out and be a so called 'wild child' is cause of you and your renown to the world. But right now?" i walk to my closet grabbing a 400 from my hello kitty chest. "I should at least enjoy my youth. and to start with cutting ties with you,"
He grip my wrist twirling me around. "Meaning?"
"Meaning dad," emphasizing the dad part. "I should stop acting like your little girl and be the woman i am supposed to be, like mom. At least she gives me the freedom i actually deserve and not keep me like a string on a hook!"
"Where is this rebellion streak coming from Anastasia?" Oh i don't know when i realize i just going to be your daughter and nothing else.
What i was about to say will strain i and my father's relationship, but i have to say it. "Go screw yourself Daddy," i yank my wrist from his grip marching out of the house.
Ten minutes later i hop downs stairs to the kitchen grabbing a glass pouring in some orange juice. "Ana." The glass drop making it scatter all around my feet. "Jesus Princess." My dad groans walking up to me slowly pushing me out of the way. "Get the broom."
Without saying anything i seize the broom from the closet handing it to him. "I am sorry." I whisper backing out of the kitchen. What is going on with me; i am so confused and tired at the same time i can't even focus led alone pay attention to my dad.
"Are you okay?" He asks as i lean on the door frame.
"I can't sleep, dad do you have a pain killer?"
"Ana." His tone weary.
"Its just a pain killer." i grumble rolling my eyes. "I am not going to overdose."
"Like you did a few months back? or last week?"
"Dad," sighing heavily i shook my head. "Minor accident jeez. You know what," i lift up my hands in defeat. "Whatever." Twirling around i walk back up the stairs to my room. Slamming the door shut i grab my phone from the drawer. "Hello?"
"Gen glad you are awake, lookie here," i lick my lips eyeing the door. "Where are ya?"
"At the beach, drinking having fun. Pick you up in thirty?"
"Park a block away,"
"K!" i slam the phone shut pulling out my grey hoodie and red jeans, removing my clothes the door slowly open seeing Andy with his brow arch.
"Its 3 in the morning, where do you think you're going?"
"Beach, its spring break. Thought to myself why am i in bed when i should be gallivanting with my friends,"
"No,"
I look up from tying my shoe laces i smile. "Right now dad i don't really care what you think." i lift myself up pushing my phone in my jean pocket. "I am seventeen its time to take some risks."
"You have a reputation to up hold Ana,"
"To what!" i bellow. "To you and your band cruisade? Reason being i did not go out and be a so called 'wild child' is cause of you and your renown to the world. But right now?" i walk to my closet grabbing a 400 from my hello kitty chest. "I should at least enjoy my youth. and to start with cutting ties with you,"
He grip my wrist twirling me around. "Meaning?"
"Meaning dad," emphasizing the dad part. "I should stop acting like your little girl and be the woman i am supposed to be, like mom. At least she gives me the freedom i actually deserve and not keep me like a string on a hook!"
"Where is this rebellion streak coming from Anastasia?" Oh i don't know when i realize i just going to be your daughter and nothing else.
What i was about to say will strain i and my father's relationship, but i have to say it. "Go screw yourself Daddy," i yank my wrist from his grip marching out of the house.
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2/20/17