Adopted by The Warped Tour?!

Chapter Eleven: You Get What You Give, Jackass

"Jordan? Jordan holy shit!" I ran up to the six foot tall man who stood not ten feet in front of me.

"Oh my god Tristan.." His voice wavered as he crumbled to his knees in front of me. "I thought I'd never see you again."

"Y-you left, where did you go?"

"I was cleaning up my act. I was in rehab for a while and then I went out on my own. They called me when dad died and I've been trying to find you since." He smiled at me, he looked like he did before anything had ever hurt him. "I want you to come home with me." It was in that moment that my heart plummeted.

"Jordan, I've been adopted, I can't just leave."

"Who adopted you, I'd like to talk to whoever they are."

"That would be me, mate."

"This is who adopted you? Some wanna be singer with scene boy hair and a shitty band?"

"Jordan, what the fuck?" I stepped away from Jordan.

"Honestly, do you really think I'd let you stay with these people?"

"You left. You fucked up, and now you think it's okay to come back and try to control my life?" I stepped towards Oli.

"Tristan, come on, I'm your real family."

"Real family don't leave each other behind." I stared into his eyes. He wasn't the same boy from before, he wasn't the same person I had played pretend with when I was six, or who I wrestled with on my grandparents floor. He had changed. He wasn't my brother anymore.

"I'm not leaving you again."

"And I'm not letting you around her if she doesn't want you here." Oli stepped in front of me.

At this point we had drawn a crowd of not only fans, but also a few band members.

"That's not fucking fair. She's my fucking sister you faggot!" Jordan's face was growing red.

"Hey, hey man, calm down. She's in good hands with Oli." Steve came through the crowd, hoping to calm Jordan down.

"I don't give a shit about him, he's not fit to be her guardian."

"Neither are you, if you can't keep your head on straight." Steve snapped back.

"Coming from some dead beat who plays music out of a van."

"Jordan! What the fuck, dude? You can't expect me to even want to come with you, especially after how long it's been."

"Why shouldn't I? You're my family, not his. He probably just wanted you for some good press."

"Oh now he's crossed a fuckin' line."

Oli tried to charge Jordan, but Steve and I held him back.

"Get the fuck away from my child and my friends! Tristan is with me because, unlike you, I decided to be there for her instead of shooting up. Come back when you can say the same." Oli pushed Steve off and took my hand, leading us both away.

He stopped after we got to the bus.

"Are you okay? I'm sorry I lashed out, you shouldn't have seen it, but the things he said really got to me, kiddo."

"Dad, it's okay, he just doesn't understand. He never has, it's always his way or the highway, and he loses his temper too quickly. It'll be okay, I know it will. I want to stay with you."

"Are you sure?" Oli looked legitimatly scared, as if after that display I would leave him forever.

"Positive. You've got me for a long while." I hugged him close, hoping to hell and back that it would all end up okay.

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"YO YO YO KIDDO. ITS TIME TO GET YOUR ASS UP!" Austin and Alan came into my room banging pots and pans and- wait that's a fucking cymbal.

"WOAH HEY HEY HEY I'M UP FUCK OFF." I pulled myself up out of the fluffy hotel bed.

We were given a week long vacation from tour, just to recoup and be able to have a legitimate shower, and let me tell you, a real hotel bed is like heaven.

"Alright, alright, ruin our fun. Get up though, we're doing fun, fun things today. Breakfast is continental and delicious and their coffee isn't as shit as yesterday," Austin explained, taking a seat at the end of my bed. "also, your dad's got big news for you."

"Ooh, I can only imagine. Alright, I'm going to grab a shower and stuff so go on and get."

I managed to shoo Alan and Austin out with minimal effort and took my shower in peace, remembering that at some point I'll need to dye my hair again, since it had grown out a lot since I was adopted.

Afterwards I threw on some mostly clean clothes and skipped my way down stairs for shitty coffee and some breakfast.

"And the sleeping beauty finally appears. How was slaying the dragon?" Matt K gives me a hug as I come down.

"Bloody as usual." I make my way over to the buffet and begin filling my plate with all sorts of delicious things and grab an orange juice.

"Hey, kiddo, we've got some exciting news." Oli calls me over to their table.

"Austin said something was important." I said, biting into a piece of French toast.

"Yeah, we got a call from the manager and after warped we've got like two months to chill and then we're going on a European tour."

My mouth dropped clean open.

I'd finally be able to visit my father's home.