Tristan left me alone after a bit when I wouldn't respond. We stopped somewhere and my dad came on the bus to try and get me to talk. He picked me up off the floor and sat on the bed with me in his lap. He rocked me and tried to help me calm down, but it didn't work, at this moment I just wanted to be alone.
"Porcelain, please talk to me," my dad begged.
I hid my head even further into his neck.
"Baby girl, please. Talk to someone just please," my dad begged again, I felt his tears hit my arm, so I hugged him but still stayed silent; "Don't do this baby girl, I need you."
"I'm sorry daddy," I said softly, but I don't think he heard me.
"You can't stay in solitude, I need you and Tristan needs you. You can't slip away from me like your mom did for a long time, you're worrying me and you're worrying Tristan. You have to realise how much we need you to be around," my dad cried.
"I'm sorry, I know you need me. I need some time to myself aswell though, there's so much going on in my head and it's so hard to tell anyone. I know people rely on me but formost I rely on myself to stay saine. So can anyone please let me have some alone time once and awhile? That's all I ask," I explained.
"Of course, but when you hide in a corner and refuse to speak for hours then we get worried," my dad said.
"I'm sorry, but now I have to go talk to Tristan," I said and climbed off my dads lap.
I walked through the bunk area passed Megan, Alice and Brett. When I got to the front I saw Tristan sitting at the table with his head in his hands. I sat next to him and wrapped my arm around his shoulder. He didn't notice, so I lifted up his shirt and began kissing his burns, I felt him shudder.
"Porcelain, please stop," Tristan said.
I sat back up and lowered his shirt. He leaned back and looked at me. He looked at me with tear filled eyes and I felt my heart break.
"Tristan, I am so sorry," I cried,Tristan didn't reply, he pulled me into his lap and wrapped me into a hug; "Please forgive me."
"Okay, I forgive you, but please tell me why you went into hiding," Tristan asked.
"Alice and Megan were being gushy and over-protective of me, and they found out that there is a possibility of me being pregnant," I said.
"Porce, that's their job. Next time come talk to me," Tristan said.
"I'm sorry," I said again.
"Don't be," Tristan said and kissed me.
"Ewww... no PDA on the bus," Brett yelled.
"Brett," I wined, as I got off of Tristan's lap. I walked over and pushed Brett onto the couch.
"Don't be mean," Tristan said as he wrapped me into a hug and kissed me, in the middle of the bus.
"Awwww..." Is what I heard from behind me, I turned around and saw Alice and Megan behind me.
"Can we get no privicy on this bus?" I wined.
"Nope, not on a tour bus," my dad said as he walked up front.
"Grrr... I'm going to go lay down," I grumbbeled and pushed my way between Megan and Alice.
"I'll come with you," Tristan whispered to me as he came up behind me.
"I'm okay with that," I replied and pulled him with me.
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That blue hair'd douch is my dad
FanfictionThis is the sequel to THAT BLUE HAIRED DOUCH. This one revoles around Porcelain Ramsay, Josh and Katy's daughter.