Best of Me (Sum 41 fanfic)

Chapter 1

"What did you just say to me, bitch!" Charlie's dad ran at her at full speed, fists raised, ready to beat the shit out of her. As usual, Charlie's lack of muscles proved to be useless and was soon unconscious. She didn't even know what she did to piss him off this time. She stopped keeping track after a while. Of course, her mother was nowhere to be found, probably hammered and fucking another dude. And her dad never talked to her mom about it, her dad just took all his anger out on Charlie.
When Charlie woke up, her dad was on top of her and they were both naked. She then felt his dick inside her and realized what was happening. Panicking, she sat up. With a smirk on his face, her father spat in her face, "Ah, so nice of you to join me" seeming to enjoy her panicking and knowing that he was in complete control.
Finally, when he was finished, Charlie sprinted up the creaky, old stairs up to her room that had a bed and a closet and not much other room. She packed all of her toiletries as well as all the money she had to save up for a new bass. She then took her iPod and her charger (she had no phone) and filled the rest of her bag with clothes. She knew she was adopted, so maybe she could run to LA and find her family there. Also, there was less of a chance of seeing people from y'know... here. On the way down, she grabbed her skateboard and located her mothers secret stash of money for alcohol that she only needed when she was too drunk to remember she had it, which added about $300 to the $200 she already had. She then ran out of the house and once she was on a different street, started skating to the nearest bus station, about 10 minutes away. Even though LA was only an hour away, it was just better to take a bus.
When she arrived in LA, she realized just how bad this could end. "Oh well," she thought, "can't turn back now."
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Charlie's POV
I got off the bus and immediately started looking for a fast food place that wasn't McDonald's. "I HATE McDonald's, but I am forced to eat it" I whispered dramatically, quoting my favorite band, Sum 41, as I opened the door. After all, I was pretty hungry. Before I went in, I heard chuckling behind me. I quickly spun around, not wanting another episode like this morning. When I turned around, it was not some creepy pedophile, but Deryck Whibley, lead singer of Sum 41 smiling at me. Then my non existent anxiety chose that moment in time to manifest itself and I started shaking. Then everything went black.

Deryck's POV
I was going to McDonald's to buy Shamrock Shakes for everyone in the studio and that was the one thing I actually enjoyed from there. There was a girl about 14 or 15 who was right in front of me. Before going in, I heard her softly quoting something I said referring to my hatred of this place way back in 2002 or something like that. I couldn't help but laugh. She then spun around, looking for an attacker. When she saw it was me, she started shaking and then fainted.
"Oh shit" I yelled, picking her up and running towards my car that I used to drive around so I wouldn't get unwanted attention. I gently placed her on the passengers seat and drove quickly to the studio. She was still unconscious when we arrived.
Instead of leaving her unattended, I just called and told the guys to come to the parking lot.
Once the guys came down, I saw Cone peer into the car and gasp at the sight he saw there.
"Deryck! What the fuck happened to her!" He shouted.
"Idk. She said something funny, I laughed, she turned around, saw me, started shaking, and fainted. And now we're here," I replied quickly, more concerned for the mystery girl's safety than for my response. The rest of the band decided it was best to take her upstairs so she wouldn't wake up in a strange car. As we were bringing her upstairs, she finally woke up.

Charlie's POV
When I woke up again, I was being carried in someone's arms and saw a bunch of worried faces peering down at me.
"Wh... what happened?" I asked, unaware of my surroundings.
"You had some sort of panic attack and fainted when you saw me. Are you feeling okay sweetie?" Deryck replied and everything that had happened that day rushed back to me.
"Um... yeah. Did you bring my stuff?" I asked shyly, only just realizing that the rest of the band members were the people peering down on me.
"Yes. It's in the trunk of my car" he replied. Turning towards Cone, he asked, "do you mind grabbing it for me?" and tossed him the keys.
About a minute or so later, we made it into what looked to be recording studio. I was then placed on a comfortable black leather couch. Five or so minutes later, Cone came back from the car, breathless, looking like he had just ran a marathon.
Once everything calmed down, Cone asked me for my story.
"Story? What do you mean?" I asked, genuinely confused.
"Well, everyone has one. Tell us how you got here" he replied patiently.
Once I told them everything, everyone had tears in their eyes. Cone then asked me for my name.
"It's Charlie. Not short for anything, it's my birth name from my original family. I'm also a girl" I added the last part in awkwardly because my hair was cut pretty short and I was pretty underdeveloped for a 14 year old girl. "I was born on October 7, 2000 here in California, I just don't know where and who my family is."
When I looked around again, I noticed that Cone looked pale and had a look of surprise on his face.
When I asked him what was up, he replied, "I'm taking you to the hospital. I think I might be your father..."
Well, I guessed I looked pretty confused because Cone elaborated a bit more.
"About 15 years ago, me and my wife, at that point, my girlfriend, got pretty drunk and we had unprotected sex. A few months later, she told me that she was pregnant with a girl. When we were looking for names, we wanted a casual name. We decided on Charlie because it could be both a guy and a girl's name. When she had the baby, we both decided that it would be best to put you up for adoption, which we did. If only I knew what was happening to you..." he trailed off. "I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you when you needed me the most. I've been a shitty parent."
He truly looked sorry. It wasn't his fault that he was only 20 and couldn't take care of me. "It's fine," I told him. And addressing the whole band, I said, "in a way you were there for me. I grew up listening to you. You were the family I never had."
"So, when are we gonna go to the doctors or whatever to find out if you're actually my father?" I asked Cone. "Cause I'm really hungry but I don't want to eat right before the swathe the inside of my cheek" I added, earning a laugh from everyone there.
"We'll go tomorrow so you can get something to eat right now. What do you want to eat?" Cone asked me with a smile.
"Anything but McDonald's" I replied simply earning a big laugh from Deryck and confused looks from everyone else, which made us laugh harder. "What's good around here?"
"There's a pizza place down the street that I've been dying to try out" Stevo awkwardly said from across the room, speaking for the first time.
"Sure. Pizza sounds amazing. And it makes way better leftovers." I replied smiling. This place with these people already felt more like home than that hell I've been "living" in for basically all my life. I really hope this is permanent.

A/n: So I hope you liked this. I'm not a very good writer so this probably won't be that good but there is a serious lack of Sum 41 fanfics and they're my fav band. I'm probably gonna forget to update a lot so I apologize in advance.