Do or Die | A Slipknot story

chapter nine

The next morning was filled with a lot of questions. And I mean a lot.

Where were you last night?

Why did you leave?

Do you have something against us?

Are you not happy?

Are you okay?

How is your hand?

How'd you know where I hid the spare key?

Why aren't you answering us?

And to all I answered with silence. I wasn't in the mood for it. I could speak later when I was okay. All I did, was give all of them a hug to which they returned with confused expressions, and then I scurried off to the back patio where I spent most of my day on my phone.

The one thing that brought me away from my phone was my hunger. About every few minutes my stomach would growl, signaling me to eat, although I wasn't up for the offer.

"You need to eat" a voice belonging to my dad stated. My head snapped to my right where he stood dressed as if he were going out, leaning against the patio door.

"Not really hungry" I replied. He scoffed.

"Your stomach says otherwise" he pointed out. I rolled my eyes before standing up to face him.

"Okay, fine. I'll eat"

I brushed past him and entered the house. My footsteps lingered throughout the empty hallway. Instead of actually going to eat, I decided to go to my room. But, before I could take my first step, a hand grabbed my wrist and directed me to the kitchen where everybody was gathered once again. All eyes directed towards me but I hung my head low to avoid the stares. My dad cleared his throat and began to speak.

"I understand you felt lonely at the wedding, and I'm sorry. But, please don't ever do that again. Please?" He finished. I nodded slowly, finally meeting begging gazes from each individual in the room.

"Okay" I whispered, unsure about my answer. They seemed somewhat satisfied, so I guess we were okay now. "Any plans today?"

"We gotta go meet our tour manager at dinner. You can stay or go" my dad answered.

"I'll stay" I decided, earning nods from everybody.

In a matter of minutes, everybody was leaving while I stayed in my bedroom.

With my knees hugged to my chest,I tried to figure my life out.

I was going to be a junior in a couple of weeks, and I still hadn't planned anything to do with my life. Right now, it was looking like I work at a local McDonald's, and I can assure you that wasn't what I wanted to do.

On top of that, I was fighting depression. I wanted to get past it, because depression wasn't something I want, or anybody wants. But, we'll see what happens.

Just to add to it, my dad was leaving for tour in a while. I had yet to really experience my dad gone on tour, basically because the other tours weren't as long as this one would be. But, this one would be way longer. Longer than I would like, but it isn't my choice.

So, I was stuck alone for awhile. And it was up to me to figure all of my life out, just as it should be.

But, I'm sure there are more curve balls to be thrown at me in life, so I'm just not gonna get too confident.

a/n - quick filler as I write the next chapter. I've got most of the story planned out, so yay!

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