Surpise Surprise

Trigger.

* Balz POV *

Tomorrow is Venom's birthday and I still don't know what triggered her. I've been wracking my brain trying to put the pieces together, but there's to many gaps in this puzzle. Fuck!

I'm scared to ask her what scared her. I don't want her to go into a panic attack remembering it. I've been talking to Brandon about it, since he has more experience with this sort of thing.

"Sometimes it's just random. Most times there's a trigger. I think we should get Jacob in here and see if kids her age scare her, the fact that he's a boy, or maybe the fact that he suddenly Popped up out of no where." He suggested.

"I can't do that. I'm not about to put her in that position. I'm about to admit that to you and only you. I swear to god if you tell any one what I'm about to tell you, I'll castrate you." I threatened. Brandon nodded slowly. "I'm scared shitless. I feel like I can't do this. I feel like I keep fucking up and I don't know how to fix it." I admitted.

"Wow wow wow. Dude, don't think like that. You haven't done anything wrong. What makes you think you've done something wrong?" he asked.

"I can't help but feel like, if she was with Gabby right now she wouldn't have had a panic attack." I explained.

"I'm sorry for Gabby. I really am. But she's ready to go. Balz, your Venom's daddy and there isn't a thing you can do to change that. You need to stop getting all worked up over these small like bumps in this fuck up road." he said and put a comforting hand on my shoulder.

"I love being her dad. I just can't help feeling like a fuck up." I said looking at the floor.

"If anyone is a fuck up its Ryan. He talks way to much and gets into to much trouble with Allie." Brandon said trying to lighten the mood.

"I guess you right." I admitted.

"I'm Brandon Rage. I'm always right. Until I get told other wise by Ashley." He admitted and chuckled.

Before I could reply the rest of the guys burst through the bus door with a shit load of chicken wing. Chicken wings. Yumm.

* Venom's POV *

"Venom? Can you tell us what scared you so much?" Kylie asked. All the girls on the bus were in the back lounge at the moment. Ryan-Ashley and Allie was giving my pig tails and Kylie was changing my silver stud earring with black bat studs.

"Boys are scary." I said and scrunched my nose up in disgust.

"But your bit scared if Logan as he's a boy." Allie said as she finished my pig tail.

"Jacob is my age. Boys my age are mean." I said.

{flashback}

I was playing on the swings while mama watched. A boy my age ran up to me and pushed me off my swing. He started kicking me in my face. That hurt really really bad. Mama jumped up and picked the boy up off me.

His mama came running over and started yelling at the boy. She said he had anger issues. Whatever that is.

Mama picked me up and cleaned my face. I ended up with 2 cuts in my cheek and 1 in the corner of my eye. It's hurts really bad.

{end of flashback}

"Oh my god! No wonder. I would be terrified." Allie exclaimed. Suddenly I was wrapped in all three girls arms.

After they let me go, we walked into the front lounge and I jumped in daddy's lap. Causing him to hit himself in the face with a chicken wing. The chicken wing that is now being eaten by me. Hehe I'm so evil.

"Your a demon child, your know that right?" daddy said. I nodded.

"But I'm YOUR demon child. That makes it okay." I said nonchalantly. He chuckled and kissed the top of my head, after he wiped his face off. He grabbed another chicken wing and started eating it.

"Guess what!?" Kylie exclaimed. After everyone was done eating.

"What" ghost asked.

"We found out the trigger!" Allie joined in.

"Really now?" daddy asked poking at me.

"Well what it is?" Brandon asked.

"Boys her age. Ever since a mean little boy pushed her off a swing and started kicking her in the face, she's been scared of boys her age." Ryan-Ashley explained.

"Well can Jacob come over tomorrow?" daddy asked me.

"Will he hurt me?" I asked getting scared. Daddy shook his head.

"Ill keep a close eye on him. If he says or does anything mean to you, he'll be gone faster that you can say 'Chris isn't goth enough for black coffee'" daddy said and chuckled. I giggled. Uncle Chris hates black coffee.

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Stupid mean little boy! >.<

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