I opened it up and logged onto Skype. A moment later, I saw that Jayy, Dahvie, and Dad were connected on different accounts. Two or so months ago, Jayy moved in with his long-time boyfriend, and Dahvie moved into his own place with his girlfriend. So, at the moment, it was just Dad in the big house all by himself. I’m sure Rose will move in with him soon, though.
I quickly put us in a group chat.
“How is my Little Wolf doing in the big city of LA?!” Dahvie shouted.
“Good! I have newzz!” I yelled.
“Whatwhatwahwhat?!” Jayy asked.
“You better not be pregnant,” Dad commented.
“Really? No! Katt’s got a girlfriend!”
“Who?!” Jayy asked.
“SNOW!!"
“SNOW?! As in Snow Black?! Your cousin?!” Dad asked. I nodded.
“How is everyone’s significant other doing at the moment?” I asked. Suddenly, three different face took over my screens. Tina, Dahvie’s pink-haired girlfriend took over his screen. She had a septum piercing and always wore crazy bright eyes shadow. Rose’s face took over Dad’s screen. Jayy’s boyfriend, Lance, took over his screen. Lance had bright green hair and a nose piercing with arms covered in tattoos.
“Great! How are you Blakey-bear?!” Tina asked.
“Great, Tina!” I shouted.
“Okay, boys, out! We need to have girl talk!” Rose suddenly shouted. Now it was just Tina, Rose, Jayy, and Lance. Why they stayed, I don’t know.
“Have you spoken to Blade?” Tina asks.
“Yeah, but don’t get mad,” I bit my lip.
“As long as you two haven’t fucked, you aren’t pregnant, or married, I don’t think we will be too mad,” Jayy said.
“Shit! Really, then you guys are gonna be so mad when you find out its triplets-oops!” I joked, trying to keep a straight face. If their eyes could get any bigger, they could be classified as anime-characters.
“WHAT?!” Jayy roared.
“I’m kidding! We are just dating,” I said, laughing my ass off.
“Jesus,” Rose breathed. Suddenly, there was a knock at my door.
“Come in!” I shouted.
“Hey there, Wild Dog,” Blade said.
“Hi Raccoon,” I whispered as he climber in my bed next to me.
“Holy shit! Why is Andy there?” Jayy asked.
“Um, no. This is Blade,” I said, blushing. Dad and Dahvie came back into the pictures as all of the significant others left.
“What. The. Fuck. Blake. Talk. Now.” Dad said through bared teeth.
“Uhh, This is Blade Dennis Biersack, son of Andrew Dennis Biersack, and, um, my boyfriend?” I said, but it came out like a question.
“What the hell, I swear to fucking god Blade if you do anything to fucking hurt my little girl ever again, I swear I will have your mother fucking hide! You hear me?” Dad yelled, going into papa bear mode.
“Y-yes sir,” Blade stuttered.
“Dad, loosen up. I’m not fourteen anymore. I think I can make my own choices,” I said.
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Mourning Star (Sequel to Unbroken)
FanfictionCarter's daughter, Blake Wolf, has grown into a (semi) mature young woman, who has a knack for getting into trouble. How will J and the bands keep her in line? Will she fall in love with The Prophet's son?
