Me, His first Daughter..? ~A Kellin Quinn Fan Fiction~

Chapter 3: This...

I wake up to presents and all. Why? Don't even know. He is seriously taking htis parenting thing to a maxium. I mean, I understand that I haven't seem him in 17 years or so, but he doesn't have to act like this. I in fact hate this. You're probably thinking, "What the hell?", or something. It's just not in my personallity. I'm sorry for that. For real. Anyways, I try to make my way to my door, when I trip and fall. Ouch! God, where do i put all this stuff? I don't even know. It's really stupid. I mean, these presents are seriously taking over my room. No joke. I open the one that are around me, you know the ones that I kind of fell next to. I grab the littlest one. I open it and find a a cute batman iPhone case. Then, the next persent, a camera. Then I just skip to the biggest one. A new laptop. Yes!!!!!!! Finally, a mac book. This, I could get used to. I am not going to be a spoiled brat though. If I seriously end up like that, I will just die. Anyways, I grab the computer box, and open it. Take out the laptop, and plug in the charger. This should work. Hopefully.Anyways, I start it up and finish putting everything on it. Perfect. I grab my phone and put on the Batman case. Looks beautiful. I put down my laptop and walk downstairs. I see Copeland, and dad playing Uno. Normal. I walk into the kitchen and grab a walk and walk back to Copeland, and dad. 
"Thanks, daddy!"
"So you found the laptop, grad you like it."
"I don't like it."
"Y-you don't?"
"No not at all. I freaking love it!!"
"Great!"

I walk back upstairs and get back on my laptop. Facebook. Rebeca_Quinn1234@yahoo.com ***********. I see the picture my mom took yesterday, with me, Becky, and Kellin. Oh course it does have a few likes. Comments: "Damn Katelynne, she looks just like him.", or "Katelynne why is he back???", or "Is that Kellin and Rebeca.", or even "She grown up and he hasn't seemed to aged." I smile to myself. I wonder why everyone is asking about him. Yes, he's back. In my life. Is that a bad thing? If it is, why? Or why not? Anyways, I inbox Blake.
Blake:
'hey'
'hey beautiful.'
'what's up?'
'nm, wbu?'
'nm just working with my new laptop.'
'i wish i could help..'
'want to?'
'b there in 10 mins.'
'kk c u then.'
'luv u.'
'luv u 2.'


I walk downstairs and see Copeland sleeping on the couch. I walk into the kitchen and see a note on the door. "Went to the store. Be back in a few mins, or so." I roll my eyes and make some mac & cheese. Figuring blake is gonna want to eat something. I already know he's gonna ask for food. There's no dout. Anyways, Copeland walks in the kitchen with the best freaking hairstyle ever. ~Sarcasum~ She looks at me and then smile slightly. 
"You hungry?"
"Yah.."
"Mac & cheese?"
"Perfect."
"Great."
"I really like having dad around.."
"I have to admit, so do I."
"He's so fun."
"And very giving."
"You can say that again."
"You know it."Yah."
"Oh, Blake is coming over, and I know he's gonna bring Justin.."
"Omg!!!! I'm going to go change."
"OOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!!! Someone has quite a crush."
"Shut up!!"

Copeland runs upstairs to her room to change and get ready to see Justin. Seeming just like me at 13, with Blake. What? Most girls aren't like that? Well, born to stand out, I guess. I mean, is that normal? Whatever. I hear a knock on the door. So, I walk over to it, and open it. It's Blake and Jusin. 
"Come in."
"Hey babe."
"Hi Blake."
"Is Copeland here?"
"Of course, she's upstairs getting ready. Pretty sure she'll be down in a few."
"Oh ok. Thanks."
"Anytime, Justin."
"So what are we gonna do, Princess?"
"Well, my dad will be here in a few so nothing like that."
"Damn."
"Hey, Justin."
"Oh hey, Copeland."
"Wanna play some xbox?"
"Sure sounds great."
"Copeland, remember dad will be here in like a few so..."
"I know."
"Ok, well just telling you."
"Kk."
"So Becca.."
"Yah?"
"Give me a kiss?"
"Anything for you."

We lean in close. Blake pecks my lips and looks at me. I smile and he kisses me. He cups my cheeks, I wraps my arms around his neck.. Bringing us really close. 
"*Cough, Cough*"
"Shit, dad!!!"
"Who is this?"
"This is her boyfriend."
"Blake, shut up. Yes, dad. This is my boyfriend."
"This is your father? I am so sorry, Mr. Quinn, sir."
"Blake, is it? I don't want to see you in this house ever agian. You can continue to see Rebecca, but I wan tno more in this house with you."
"Are you fucking kidding me, Kellin."
"It's dad to you."
"You're a horrible dad. So I don't give a fuck about what you have to say."
"Woah, Bec. it's all cool. I can go home."
"No, please don't."
"I'll text you later, princess. Come on Justin, we're going home."
"See what you did."

I run upstairs to my room. Tears rolling down my cheeks. I slam the door. Why?! Does. This. Always. Happen. To. Me?!!!! I lay my face in my pillows, not caring my mascara is running. I hear a knock on the door. 
"Go the hell away!"
"It's me, Copeland. Can I please come in?"
"Fine, but if he put you up to this, I will kill you."
"He didn't. He was too hard on you."
"H-h-he is g-g-g-gonna b-b-b-b-b-b-break up with m-m-m-m-m-me."
"If he loves you he won't."
"You're only saying that to get me to s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-stop crying."
"Come on sis. It'll be ok. I promise. Can I tell you something?"
"S-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-sure."
"Well, while you and blake were talking with dad, Justin asked me out."
"That's great."
"It seems like I won't see him him though."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that we can't hang here or anything, until mom gets back."
"I'll try my best to get you two to hang or whatever. I just want a few hours or so."
"Ok, are you gonna order  something for dinner or gonna cook?"
"Wanna order pizza?"
"Yeah. Can we invite Becky and Skylar, too?"
"Sure I'll text the details and see what they say."
"Ok. I'll tell dad they're coming over. thanks."