Adopted (a Fall Out Boy/Pete Wentz fan fic)

Chapter 48

Ashlee's pov

I heard a bunch of noise upstairs and I finally had enough and set my coffee down. Slowly I climbed the stairs trying to pick up on what they were saying. I picked up on Brandie yelling at people to stop tickling her. And that was about it. Well I also heard Pete's dorky giggle. I could recognize it a mile away. I love that giggle.

Once I got to Brandie's room. I saw who I guessed was Brandie flailing around in a blanket, Patrick on Brandie's bed with the rest of FOB on him, and Ryan, Gabby, Kellin, and Justin all tickling Brandie. I took a video and posted it on YouTube before saying,

"Guys. Brandie has a plane to catch in 2 hours." As soon as I finished that sentence my heart dropped. She was leaving today. I was going to miss her. Even though I hated her at first. I love her like a sister now. She's crazy and she's like a freaking energizer. And she can be so lovable like a god damn puppy! You just wanna hug her until her head pops off!

Everyone's faces fell and I sighed. Brandie kicked the blanket away and grabbed clothes before walking into her bathroom and shutting the door.

We all stood there and Gabby asked, "When will she be home?"

Pete looked down whispering, "I don't know."

"She says she doesn't want to go. But she does. She's afraid that this is her only chance and she doesn't wanna miss it," Patrick sighed. Slowly we all stood up and filed out of her room. The mood heavy and depressing.

After an hour Brandie had everything and we were on our way to the airport. This is really happening.

Brandie's pov

We've been at the airport for a little while and I was on twitter while having a conversation. I had clothes, my gear, and my bass. All I was permitted to take. Plus we had filled out a police report before we left home so I was still a little on edge. I just want the statue back, It's worth more then my dad was. And my dad was worth 2 million dollars. Plus he made it specifically for me to give to my mom. He told me that if he died before my mom was clean and in rehab, that when she finally was because she knew he was, to give it to her. To show her that we still love her no matter what. Which is true. I do still love her.

They called boarding for my flight and I hugged everyone. I kissed Ashlee's, Pete's, and Ryan's cheeks before going onto Patrick. I hugged him tightly whispering,

"I love you so so much."

He hugged me tightly as well muttering, "I love you more then you can ever know Brandie. We'll see you soon."

I nodded and we pulled away slightly. We stared into each other's eyes and he suddenly swooped down and kissed me passionately.

They called my plane again and we broke our kiss and I whispered, "I have to go."

I walked away from everyone. Glancing over my shoulder. Pete was hugging Ashlee and they were both crying, Ryan was hugging Gabby and they were crying, Brendon was hugging his girlfriend Audrey, and Jon and Spencer were hugging each other as were Andy and Joe. Patrick smiled weakly at me and Pete pulled him into a hug. All of them were crying. Id known these people for like 2 weeks. Maybe a month. I've grown to love them so much, even though we've been through a lot. And now I have to leave the first real family I've had in a long time.

Slowly I got on my plane and showed the lady my ticket. She nodded and gave me back a ticket nub before I walked to my seat. I put my things in the luggage thing and sat down in the window seat. Soon 2 girls sat next to me. They were talking excitedly.

Within a few minutes the plane took off and I placed my hand on the glass. I could see everyone in the window of the building. I watched as slowly I flew away from my family.

Finally I faced forward and the 2 girls gasped. One had curly red hair, the other had short blonde hair.

The red haired one danced in her seat saying, "You're Pete Wentz's daughter! We're huge fans! Can we get pictures and autographs?!"