Creations

Gone- Part 2

A/N: ***This chapter has foul language and may be unsuitable for some readers*** Other then that, enjoy!

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"Thank you so much for the party Dad. It's nice to know that after you dissappeared all those years ago you're still celebrating my birthday with a bunch of stuck up asswads! Mom would be so proud!" I raised my glass. "To the supposed hero to all of us! Cheers!" I screamed chugging the champagne in the glass and throwing it at the wall.

"Get her out of here!" Someone screamed. I looked and saw my dad with his mouth wide open, he dropped his glass and jumped as it shattered at his feet.

"Before I go, I just wanted to say that everything I've done was for you!" I pointed to him before a security gaurd grabbed me by my waste and threw me over his shoulder. "EVERYONE ENJOY MY BIRTHDAY PARTY!" I screamed before we stepped onto the elevator.

"Was that really nesecary to throw a glass and almost hit someone in the head?" He asked setting me on my feet.

"It was. Can you apologize to whoever I almost hit? I didn't want to hurt anyone.." I sighed and dropped my shoulders.

"If you would have acted like this up there I wouldn't be escorting you out of the building." He chuckled.

"I'm more then aware. I didn't have a choice though. I'll leave willingly from here." My body was still shaking from anger as the doors opened. I walked out to the front of the building.

"FUCK!" I screamed as the fresh air hit my lungs.

"Language." I turned and saw a tall man walking towards me.

"Excuse me for my rudeness but cussing is a stress reliever and I am extremely stressed so excuse me while I go.." I inhaled deeply before I turned. "MOTHER FUCKER!" I took a deep breath and felt my bodys tension release slightly.

"I don't normally put up with cussing but in your case.. I guess I'll allow it. So I was told after I stepped off the elevator that you wanted to apologize for almost hitting me in the head with your glass?" He walked around and smiled.

"Was it you that I almost hit? I'm really sorry, I was just trying to hit the wall, I didn't want to hurt anyone."

"Don't worry about it. I was angry at first but now that I know it wasn't your intention I'm not mad."

"I'd be pissed, a glass flying towards my head would ruin my night." I couldn't help but laugh.

"Well, I like to think I'm a calm guy. So are you really Jays daughter?"

"Oh.. that.. Listen, I want to thank you for being so calm and everything but that buisness is mine and his. I don't want to involve anyone else in this."

"I think I was involved the minute I had to duck from a glass aimed to my head. I'm not the media and I'm not going to hold anything against you or him. I just want to know if it's true."

"I guess.." I sighed heavily and leaned against the building. "Telling you wouldn't hurt.. would it?" I mainly asked myself.

"Nope, won't hurt a bit. Might even help with your stress better then cussing." He smiled leaning against the building with me.

"Well... he is my dad... He left when I was thirteen and he never came back. He took my brother and started all of this. I need his help with something kind of important and I needed to get his attention the only way I possibly could.."

"By ruining his favorite party of the year and causing and uproar in his home?" He started to laugh.

"Wait, he lives here? David didn't tell me that.." I stood straight up and looked at the building.