Daughter Of A Rockstar

Lost Souls

-fast forward a year-

I was sitting on the couch at my dad's house and Jack bursts through the door. "Renae!" Jack said. He stormed into the living room and stands in front of me. "Who is this Kyle character?" He demands. "What?" I ask confused. "Who is Kyle?" Jack demanded again. "My cousin. Why?" I said. "I saw you two together hugging." Jack said. "What, am I not allowed to hug my cousin?" I said. Jack crossed his arms. "Maybe we should split up." Jack said. "Fine. Get out of my house Jack. Now!" I said with tears filling my eyes. Jack left and my dad walked out of his room, along with my mother. I was crying hard with my face in one of the couch pillows. "What happened?" My dad asked. I looked up. "Jack and I broke up." I said. "Wanna talk about it? Mother daughter conversation?" My mom said. "Not right now, maybe later." I said. My mom and dad gave me a worried look. "Okay." My mom said. I nodded. "Do you want to be alone?" My dad asked. "Please." I said. My parents left the living room, and I started to cry. Not knowing Cc came in, and say next to me. "Hey." Cc says. I looked at him. "What do you want Cc?" I say. "I told your dad I was coming over. What's wrong?" He says. "I don't want to talk about it." I say. "Okay." Cc says. My dad walks out and sits next to Cc. "You guys are actually getting along?" My dad says. Cc nods, and I just stare at the wall behind the tv. "Dad can me and you go outside for a sec?" I ask. "Yeah." He says. We both go outside. "What is it?" My dad asks. "Jack thought I cheated on him when I didn't." I say. "When all I did was hug Kyle ." I pause for a moment with a year in my eye. "Nephew Kyle?" My dad asks. I nod. "Lets go eat ice cream. I'll talk to your mom for you." My dad said. We go inside, and walk into the kitchen. My dad grabs the ice cream, and Cc walks in. He hugs me, but I push him off me. "I-I'm not in the mood right now Cc." I say. He nods and stands next to me. My mom walks in and hugs me. "I've cream huh?" My mom says. I stay silent, and my dad hands me a bowl of ice cream. "Eat." He says. He hands me a spoon and I eat my ice cream slowly. "I got told yesterday that we leave for tour in a couple of days." My dad says. I finish my ice cream, go to my room, lay in my bed, and sleep.