8 Mile (H. Lowman)

Chapter Twenty Seven

About a week later, Haven decided to fly to see her father. Her father had a show in Vegas, but the day before the show, he had an interview. Haven planned to see him right before the interview, and she planned to stay with him for a few days. She brought a bag to have on the tour bus while she was with him.

Haven texted Paul early in the morning to pick her up from the airport. Paul was almost excited to see her, considering it had been a bit since he seen her when it wasn't something important. Seeing her because she had a shit friend was not the reason he wanted for her seeing him and the others again.

"Your dad's happy you're staying a few days." Paul commented, and Haven smiled.

"Me too," She replied,"I really wasn't sure if he was gonna have time for me to come around."

"You know your dad always has time for you and your sisters, no matter what he's doing." Paul said, as he gave the girl a smile.

"After I break the news to him, I'm not too sure how true that statement will be." She murmured, and though she didn't think Paul heard her, he did, and he gave her a sideways glance.

Paul carried Haven's bag on to the bus, as Haven went in search of her dad. She found him in the back, writing lyrics on a notebook. When Haven walked in, he looked up, dropped the notebook on the bed, and sat up with a smile.

"Hey baby," He greeted, as she walked over and hugged him,"I wasn't expecting you for a couple more hours."

"I got an earlier flight," She replied,"I wanted to make sure I was here before your interview."

"Why?" He asked,"You know I'd be here eventually." He joked, making her roll her eyes playfully.

Haven walked over to the other side of the bed, sat down and laid back against the wall behind the bed. She crossed her arms and sighed. Marshall looked over at her with a raised eyebrow.

"What's wrong?" He asked,"Normally you don't come lay with me unless somethings wrong." He commented, and she bit her lip.

"Dad, can I tell you something important?" She asked,"Without feeling horrible about it?"

"Y'know you can tell me anything." He replied, and she nodded.

"Happy and I had an argument," She sighed,"He was mad about what Tara did, and he claimed he was afraid of what could happen to the club because of me. He wanted to take a break, at least, until he gets out and knows what he really wants."

"And you?" Marshall asked, causing her to look over,"What do you want?"

"I want to be with him," She replied,"but I'm not going to force him to be with me if he doesn't want to be. I get it, not wanting to be with me because at any moment the club could get outed by the paps, but at the same time, he should care enough to want to be with me anyway."

"I can't give you all the answers you want," He said, making her frown,"but I do know that he'd be a fucking idiot if he doesn't want to be with you."

"There's something else." She murmured, making her father look over at her.

"What's up?" He asked, and she looked away.

"I'm pregnant." She said, causing his eyes to widen.

"Are you fucking serious?" He questioned, and her eyes swelled with tears when she believed he was upset.

"I'm sorry." She whimpered, making him frown.

"Oh no, Haven baby," He pulled her to him,"It's okay. There's no reason to cry. I'm happy for you." He said, and she looked up at him with watery eyes.

"You are?" She questioned, and he nodded.

"Yeah," He answered,"but I'll kill Happy the next time I see him."

She laughed, causing him to smile.

"I've gotta head to the interview," He commented,"You stay here, and I'll be back in an hour."

"While you're out, I'm gonna take a nap." She said, and he chuckled.

"Fine by me," He stood from the bed,"I'll have Paul pick up some food on the way back." He replied, causing her to smile.

Haven laid down properly on the bed, and Marshall laid a blanket over her. He gave her a kiss on her head, before he grabbed his jacket and headed out. Paul and Marshall made sure their best security guard was stood outside the bus at all times while they were gone.

It didn't take long for the girl to fall asleep. She felt safer and more comfortable on the tour bus than she had in her home alone. She always felt safer with her father, and she would always feel safer than she would with anyone else.

Throughout the interview, Marshall tried to keep his daughters out of it. He didn't tell anyone anything about them that they didn't need to know or already know. Matter of fact, he wrote off everything they thought they knew. He always kept his daughters safe, and he'd never tell the world anything about them.

Later on that night, Haven would watch the interview like she always did. It was something she enjoyed. Her father would sometimes watch with her, and laugh at his own answers or the questions asked. It was something they enjoyed, and it was definitely something that would keep her mind off of everything going on with her...