Jeffree's Girl

Broken Girl

*later at the party*

(Dahfree's POV)

I was playing COD with Verena, Austin, Christa, Byron, Monroe, my dad, and my mom in the living room. "How the fuck are you beating me?!" my dad yelled at my mom. "Cause I'm better than you are. I practiced when I was on tour. For our daughter, of course." My mom reasoned with my dad. "Aw! And dad, turn around; you're gonna get shot." I cooed. Verena shot my dad and kissed my cheek. "Dammit Jeffree. You gave our daughter's girlfriend the idea." My dad said to my mom. All a sudden all of us got shot besides Byron and my dad. "Your welcome, Mr.Star." Byron said to my dad. 

"Verena, can I talk to you?" Vic asked as he walked in. "She's mute, Viktor." Jesus said as she walked in. "Watch it, Jesus." Vic growled at her. She just chuckled. "Your dress is falling, Hail!" My mom called. "What?" We all asked. "Hail. It's my nickname for her. And her real name is Jesus. Hail Jesus David Vanity." My mom reasoned. "And what I wanna know is how you knew it was falling." Jesus said. "Mirror." My mom simply said as he shot me. "MOM!" I yelled, but then Verena shot him. "I love you." I mumbled. "Verena..." Vic trailed off. "Can you speak mute?" I asked obnoxiusly. Verena hit me with a pillow. "I love you too, babe." I laughed. "Away from my daughter." Vic growled at me. "Excuse me? But last time I checked, you are never there for her. Like, when was the last time you saw her?" I asked him. Verena put her hand on my shoulder. "No, yo me encargo de esto." I said. (No. I'm handling this.) " ¿Hablas español? Bueno, al menos tienes una digna rasgo en ti que te hace lo suficientemente digno para mi hija!" Vic exclaimed. (You speak Spanish? Well, at least you got one worthy trait about you that makes you worthy enough for my daughter!) "Disculpe usted! Esa es mi hija te hablando, Victor!" Jeffree yelled at him. (Excuse you! That's my daughter you talking about, Victor!) "Jeffree, nena; cálmate. No es más que un poco loco porque nuestra hija, Dahfree está siendo Dahfree." My dad tried with my mom. (Jeffree, baby; calm down. He's just a little bit mad because our daughter, Dahfree is being Dahfree.) "No me importa que David! Esta es nuestra hija y Vic no tiene derecho a hablar con ella de esa manera!" My mom yelled at him. (I don't care about that David! This is our daughter and Vic has no right to talk to her like that!) "Gracias mamá, pero yo me encargo." I thanked my mother (Thank you mom, but I got this.) "No, no lo haces. Bueno ... está bien, lo sabes. Pero yo todavía voy a ayudar. " My mom shot back. (No, you don't. Well...okay, you do. But I'm still going to help.) "Chicos detienen! No quiero una pelea entre mi novia, su padre, mi padre, su papá, y yo! Sólo deja por favor!" Verena yelled. (Guys stop! I do not want a fight between my girlfriend, her father, my father, his dad, and me! Just please leave!) "You spoke!" I cheered. Verena smiled a little. "Lo hice? Oh mi dios que hice! Final mente después de ocho años por fin estoy hablando de nuevo!" Verena exclaimed. (I did? Oh my god I did! Finally after eight years I'm finally talking again!) "Estoy tan feliz por ti! Por fin podemos hablar unos con otros y nadie pensaría que estamos locos!" I cheered. (I'm so happy for you! Finally we can talk to each other and no one would think we're crazy!) "THERE IS SO MUCH SPANISH!!!" Austin and Christa yelled. "Et personne ici ne parle français!" Monroe yelled. (And no one here speaks French?!) "Nous faisons. Nous parlons seulement en anglais, espagnol, roumain et plus si." I told Monroe. (We do. We just speak in English, Spanish, and Romanian more though.)

"David. Come over here." Vic spat at my dad. "Who are you talking to like that?" My mom yelled. "Jeffree, it's fine. " My dad calmed as he walked over to Vic. Vic grabbed my dad's chin and kissed him. "DAVID!!!" My mom screamed. My dad pulled away. "Vic was never dating Jaime. He was dating me. Sorry Jeffree, we're over. Thanks for the kid, by the way." My dad cooed at my mom as he walked away with Vic. "I gotta go. This is too heartbreaking." Monroe sais as him, Byron, Christa, Austin, and Verena jumped up. I grabbed Verena's hand. "Don't leave. I need someone to-" I whimpered but cut myself off when Verena snached her hand from me. They all ran. I looked back at my mom. Tears were streaming down his face. "Mom..." I trailed off. "Get everyone out." He said as he walked upstairs. I walked to the kitchen. Jesus was making our with Army. "Out. Now." I growled at them and then walked out. I was about to step outside before my uncle Jayy and aunt Haley stepped in front of me. "Are you okay?" Haley asked me as she wraped her arms around me. I totally didn't realise I was crying until now. My phone beeped. Jayy grabbed my phone before I could. "Oh Dahfree...I'm so sorry..." He whispered. I grabbed my phone.

We're over whore.

"It's fine. I mean, Vic has been dating my dad in secret so, what did I suspect?" I reasoned. "Oh my god. Is there anything me and Haley can do?" Jayy asked. "Get everyone to leave." I responded before I ran upstairs. 

(Jeffree's POV)

I got Dahfree to get everyone to leave. I didn't tell David or Dahfree yet but...I'm pregnant. Again. I took a test before and after me and David had sex and...after we had sex...I was pregnant. I don't ant to tell them. I'm going to abortion this kid. David will NOT have another kid of mine. I heard a knock at the door. Shit. I wiped the tears off my face. "come in." My voice craked. The door banged. "don't you think he door needs to be unlocked for me to do that?" Dahfree asked. I chuckled which turned into a slight sob. I stood up, unlocked the door; and opened it, hiding behind it. Dahfree walked in.

She looked beautiful when she looked like everyone else, but she wasn't the girl I saw a year ago. Now, she is careless. She talks back, she's in a band, a singer, she wants to look like everyone else, she doesn't believe in self expression anymore, she just isn't the Dahfree Lethal Star I once knew. But that could have been the girl I was influencing. A girl I must have made her feel pressured to be. 

I closed the door. "Dad...I know how you're feeling right now." Dahfree admitted as she tried to fine my bed. Yeah, my room his half black half pink and she couldn't find the bed because it's so dark. I turned on the light. I could see Dahfree's face. She had obviously crying like I have. "It's my fault..." Dahfree trailed off. "It's not. Don't say that. It's Vic's fault and your father's." I consoled her. "It is!" Dahfree yelled as she jumped up. "Is it because I'm not pretty enough of a daughter?! Is it because I'm so hideous that he thinks it's because it runs through your family that he's forced to cheat!? Because last time I checked, everyone on your side was fucking beautiful and perfect!" Dahfree started yelling. "DAHFREE!!! IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT!!!" I yelled to get her attention. Dahfree stopped and looked at me. She walked over towards me And fell on her knees in front of me. I held out for my hand for her to take, which infact, she took. I cupped her hands in mine. "It's your father's fault. He is heartless. So heartless, he can't love a perfect husband and a flawless daughter." I comforted. "But daddy is all that I know. And with Verena gone, the band is pretty much over now." Dahfree responded. "Well, what about your cousins?" I asked. Dahfree seemed confused. "Hero? Jeremy? Jayy? Hale? Jesus? Army? Deviant? Prophet? James? Jimmi?" I asked to give her ideas. "You're right. i'll ask Insane if she wants to join." she giggled. 

My daughter is the most beautiful, perfect, most flawless thing ever and if you say different....we're not going to your funeral. "Come." I gestured to right next to me on the bed. Dahfree stood up and sat on the bed. "I'll find another man and you'll fine someone else." I reasoned with her. "Yeah...and I have a abdn interview tomorrow and they're having the families come in. Please come?" Dahfree pleaded. "Of course! But I'm chosing what you're wearing. Because you're my daughter." I exclaimed. "I love you mom." Dahfree laughed as she hugged me. "Let's go to sleep. Big day tomorrow, eh?" I told her. "Okay." Dahfree said as she was about to walk out. Dahfree was about to walk out before she turned around to face me. "Can I sleep here tonight?" She asked. "Yes." I said, shrugging. "Thanks mom." She smiled as she walked out.

I changed into pink sweatpants and a black top that said "Dahfree" in red script. I had it made for my clothing line, BEAUTYFOREVER. The door opened. Dahfree had her hair loose and she was wearing black sweat pants, and a merch shirt that I brought home that said "Perfection can be found in everyone just in different ways". Dahfree smiled when she saw my shirt. "You like? It comes out in 3 months in 72 different styles." I told her. "That's so sweet! And I thought you were forgetting you had a daughter!" Dahfree exclaimed. "I could never forget my greatest creation!" I exclaimed. 

Hm...maybe I should keep thislife in my stomach..."What?!" Dahfree exclaimed. "Did I say that out loud?" I exclaimed. "Yes!" Dahfree exclaimed back. "It's your father's..." I trailed off. "Well it's YOUR child! I don't see him going through the pains off having a child inside him!" Dahfree exclaimed. "This is going to be so hard considering that..." I trailed off. "It's not his fault, he can't complete. It's not your fault, he can't compete. It's. Time. That he realise. That he had the world and you're now mine!" Dahfree sang. 

"You have a beautiful voice. Damn." I said half-shocked. "I get it from you mom. Let's go to sleep." Dahfree explained. "Yeah. We should." I said as I turned off the light. I wraped my arms around Dahfree and she cuddled into my chest.

I have the perfect daughter...and this life in my stomach will be just as perfect no matter how they turn out...