Hollywood Hearts

Fifteen

I got off the plane then saw their families waiting for them, but a chauffeur was waiting for me with my name on a board.

"George!"

"Daddy!" I looked over and watched as Johnny greeted his daughter and wife.

"Persephone Jones?" I looked at the chauffeur then he took my bags.

"Welcome back, miss. I hope you had a pleasant flight."

"I did, thank you-"

"Perse." I turned and smiled softly as Danny stood there, his family standing a bit behind him.

"Yes, Danny?" I asked and he sighed.

"Don't do anything you'll regret while we're off tour, okay?" He said and I nodded, grabbing his shoulder.

"You shouldn't worry about me-"

"You broke a mirror, you've been acting crazed these last two weeks, of course we're worried-"

"I'm fine." I grinned and saw he looked even more worried, but I let him go and turned, following the chauffeur out to the car.

~*-*~

"Beautiful, Perse! Good girl, now turn this way for me!" I grinned and turned, letting the photographer get as many photos of me as he so desired.

"Amazing! What do you think, Mr. Jones?!" I looked at dad and he smiled.

"Perfect." He said then we left and his driver took us back to the house.

"I hope you enjoyed your rebellion." He said and I looked at dad then nodded.

"I apologize for the trouble I put you through, daddy." I said and he set his hand on my leg.

"That's quite alright, Princess. Just don't do it again, please." He said and I looked at him, smiling softly as I nodded.

"I won't, I promise." I said and we got to the house then he got out, though I followed behind him.

"Miss, you have an Ian here to discuss your employment with the band Hollywood Undead." The servant said and I went to the living room, seeing Ian in there waiting with Johnny and Charlie.

"Gentlemen." I smiled and looked up as dad came in, the three men glaring at him.

"Would you mind, dad? I have business to discuss with them." I said and he smiled at me, nodding softly.

"Of course, my dear. I'll be in my office." He said and left after kissing my head, leaving me with the men. As I sat in the chair across from them, I crossed my legs and smirked at them.

"How can I help you?"

"Drop the fucking act!" Johnny snarled, but I sighed.

"What act? My act was on your tour, this is just me." I said and Charlie shook his head.

"You're different, crazed, and that's worrying us. Talk to us, Perse-"

"I said, I am fine. I'm handling things." I said and Ian looked confused.

"Handling how?" He asked, but I sat forward and laid my arms on my knees, grinning at them.

"My way! Now, you're disrupting my plans, so please." I said and stood.

"I'll walk you out." I said and heard them following me. As we got to the door, I opened it for them and smiled as they walked out, but Johnny turned to me and glared.

"Don't do anything you'll regret, Persephone." He said and I let out a real smile.

"I regret letting him go." I said and shut the door as his eyes went wide. As I went to my dad's office, I slowly sat on his desk and he looked up at me.

"How was your talk, Princess?"

"Productive. We have a video shoot I need to do, but it shouldn't take too long. We're just filming here in LA." I said and he nodded.

"I'm glad you're happy working with them, but I have a better job opportunity for you." He said and I took the folder, opening it and smiling.

"Let me think on it?" I asked and he nodded, letting me take the folder. As I walked to my bedroom, I smirked as I planned my plot then I got to my room, changing into my clothes for dinner. What the kitchen staff wasn't aware of was that I had slipped some fish flakes into dinner, fish being my father's only life or death allergy. I knew I wouldn't get caught, because I had been so careful, even going so far as to dump the bottle at my father's business rather than anywhere I could be tied to. My plan was to frame his secretary, who had done plenty to incriminate herself by slipping money from the gang company to put into her own accounts, she'd been sleeping with him for mere months now, and she has a history of attempted murder.

"The perfect crime." I grinned and fixed my hair.

"Miss Jones, it's nearly time for dinner." A maid said and I smirked.

"Of course, I'll be right down." I said and she left my room then I sat on my bed, sliding my heels on. As I stood, I took a deep breath and felt oddly calm for what I was about to do. As I went downstairs, I saw my dad already making his way to the dining room then I had to fight my smirk, going in after him and sitting at the other end of the table.

"This looks delicious!" Dad laughed as the kitchen staff set our food down.

"Dad, would you mind if I spoke to you about that other opportunity?" I asked and he nodded as he dug in like a starved man.

"Out, all of you. Leave us alone." He said and the staff left the dining room, leaving us in silence.

"So, have you considered it?" Dad asked as he ate a bite of dinner and I grinned.

"I have, daddy, and I have to decline." I said as he started coughing. I stood as he fell from his chair then he hit the ground and I sighed, sitting on the corner of the table as I watched him slowly die.

"You locked me away for years, blamed me for mom, and tore away all happiness from my life. I love Jorel Decker, but you're always going to be looming over me and keeping us apart. Besides, a daddy shouldn't touch his daughter the way you touch me, right? Oh well, my problem is solved." I said as he stopped breathing.

"Just another moment then I'll scream for help." I said as I checked my nails, waiting for it to be too late for him to be saved.

"And, action!" I grinned and cleared my throat, screaming loudly as big fat tears fell from my eyes.