I Thought My Family Was Dead? (Austin Carlile)

Chapter 8

I wrap my legs around his waist and let a few tears fall from my eyes.

"I missed you so much." I whisper.

"I missed you too." He laughs.

I pull away slightly and look at him.

"You need to shave." I laugh.

"Yeah that hasn't been on my top priority list." He laughs.

He sets me down and kisses the top of my head and wraps his arm around my neck.

We walk over to Austin and Marc puts his hand out for Austin to shake.

They shake hands and Marc says, "I'm Marc if you didn't catch that from her screaming it." He laughs.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Austin." He smiles.

"I know." Marc smirks.

"Love your music." Marc says.

"Thank you." Austin says.

"Let's go talk." Marc says.

"We can talk on the bus. I'll kick the guys off, but I've only got like 20 minutes before sound check." Austin says.

"I won't take long." He says, following Austin to the bus with me under his arm.

Once we get to the bus Austin kicks the guys off, then we sit in the front lounge.

I put my legs in Marc's lap and he rubs them gently.

"Okay, so your her real father?" Marc asks and Austin nods.

"And your gonna take care of her?" He asks and austin says, "of course."

"You know about her heart and depression and all of that stuff?" He asks and Austin nods.

"She'll be taken care of? You'll watch her careful to make sure she doesn't cut anymore?" Marc asks and I stiffen up, looking over to Austin.

"You never told me you cut..." He whispers.

"Oh... Is there anything else you didn't tell him?" He asks.

I stay silent and Marc sighs, "you didn't tell him about Caleb, did you?" He asks and I shake my head.

"Here's the deal. She dated this guy, Caleb, and he abused her. She's sensitive you can't go off on her or she can get really scared. Be careful when touching her, she's sensitive to that too." Marc says.

"Okay..." Austin says.

"I just want to make sure my cousins gonna be taken care of since I can't do it..." He says.

"Why can't you?" I ask out of curiosity.

"I'm getting deployed again Ann." He tells me.

"What? You just got back! You can't leave again!" I say loudly.

"What do I have to do here? Your gonna be gone. I don't have any other family. Haven't talked to my friends in years. Nothing here for me. I'll be okay." He tells me.

I shake my head and a tear falls down my face.

"Austin! Sound check is in 5! Get your ass out here and help!" Alan screams into the bus.

"Shut up Ashby!" Austin yells back to him.

Marc pulls me over to him and hugs me tightly.

"I'll be okay." He whispers, rubbing my back.

"Anna, I gotta go to sound check. Come to the show, then I wanna introduce you to some people if your feeling up to it." Austin says, bending down next to me.

I nod and he kisses my head, walking off the bus, hearing alan scream he loves me that I don't respond to.

"Come on, let's not think about war right now. We're at warped tour! Let's go see some bands! I bet Austin's gonna introduce you to some really cool people." He says standing up.

I nod and wipe under my eyes, standing up too.

Marc takes the top part of his military uniform off since he had a white t-shirt under it, but leaves his military pants on because he didn't have shorts.

We walk off the bus hand in hand and go look at the board that had all the bands on it.

We decide to go to Pierce the veils show before heading to Of Mice & Men's show.

We head to the show and listen to the set, screaming the lyrics and jumping with the crowd.

Once it's over, we run off to the Of Mice & Men show.

We start screaming along with Austin for the set but at the end Austin starts talking.

"Okay guys, well I've got a story before we leave today. Wanna hear it?" He asks and the crowd screams.

"Well, actually I just found out I have a daughter. A daughter that has a history. Her family that she had been living with passed away and now she's living with me. Well us, on the tour bus for now." Austin says and the crowd gasps.

I blush and Marc puts his arm around me.

"Her name is Annabelle. Please don't put hate on her. She has had enough trauma. I don't know if she's here but if you are come up here!" He says and me and Marc run to the side entrance.

Alan was standing there and when he sees me, he runs over, grabs my arm and pull me to the stage with Marc trailing behind.

Marc stops and stands side stage while Alan pulls me onto stage.

The crowd starts screaming when they see me and Austin puts his arm around me.

"This is my beautiful daughter Anna. Be nice to her please." Austin tell the crowd and they start screaming.

Someone yells, "ugly whore!" And I look down.

"Fuck off dick." Alan yells.

The same person starts sticking there middle finger to us.

"Really?? Wanna put your finger up at me?? I can get every single person watching this show to flip you off dick head. I will beat the living shit out of you if you think you can say that to any girl!" Austin screams.

Marc comes on the stage and jumps off.

He starts fighting through the crowd to the guy from before.

"Marc!" I scream, running to the side of the stage.

Phil grabs my arm while Alan jumps down, fighting through the crowd to get to Marc.

The fans start grabbing Alan but he fights through them.

He doesn't get to Marc fast enough and Marc punches the guy square in the jaw.

He continues to punch him until Alan gets there with Aaron behind him to pull them away from each other.

Austin holds me from behind and keeps me from following them, as security pulls the men out of the crowd.

Phil takes me off the stage with Tino behind us, while Austin attempts to explain to the crowd what just happened.

My breathing becomes uneven and I can tell a anxiety attack is coming.

Austin comes off stage and sees what's happening.

"Anna, breathe." He says, rubbing my back and trying to calm me down.

After a few minutes, Alan, Marc, and Aaron came backstage.

Marc sees me on the ground and runs over, scooping me up and holding me close to him.

"I'm okay and your okay. We're both okay sweetheart." He whispers, picking me up and starting to carry me to the bus with the guys following behind us.

My breathing is still uneasy and I'm sobbing into Marc's chest.

Soon I hear a door being opened and air conditioning hits me.

I feel Marc sit down under me and I wrap my legs around him, holding onto him tightly and trying to get through my anxiety attack.