You Are Not My Father

Chapter 2

So my mum wasn't lying I really did have the same eyes and hair colour as my father.

That was the first thought to go through my head as we made eye contact from across the bus that happened to resembled a miniture house. There were two things I could do here, either play it off like I wasn't Casey or admit I was Casey and most likely be extremely embarrassed at the fact that hatguy caught me trying to key his friend vics car, who now that I think about it was most properly my dad's friend to.

'Oh god no Austin, is this seriously her?' Hat guy groaned from behind me finally realisng his grip from my arm. He seemed dissappointed.. I don't know why that hurt me so much but it did.

I didn't know what to do everyone was just staring at me.. no one was talking and it didn't look like anyone was going to speak up anytime soon.

'uhh hey um this is a complete missunderstanding i wasn't trying to key that car and my name isn't Casey.' I started to say while slowly backing out towards the bus door.

I could do this, I could play it cool and get away. 

'I know you're Casey.' My father said, his voice surprised me, it was really deep, I guess I'm not used to being surrounded by older men or hearing them talk directly to me, my mum didn't really bring guys home to talk, they were always preoccupied with something else to talk. 

Not like I wanted to talk to them anyway. 

'Noo I'm seriously not Casey,' I had walked to the door of the bus now and was grabbing the handle ready to make my quick exit. I felt the cold metal in my hand when I quickly yanked the handle down when my father stepped forward realising what I was trying to do. 

'Where the hell are you going,' he was now walking towards me, his once surprised eyes now filling with anger and confusion, 'why are you lying about who you are?'

I could still get out of this. Positive thoughts Case like your old therapist used to tell you. 

Luckily I used to ran track back home, I was pretty fast. I yanked down the handle and turned to sprint out the door.

My smile vanished though as I felt strong arms wrap around my waist a pull me back, I didn't get further then three steps.

'What the.. what do you think you are doing?' He let me go and I turned around and faced my father, I rolled my eyes and cursed him, why didn't I get long legs like him, I could of gotten away then. 'I know you're her.' He then groaned and covered his face with his hands, he looked so frustrated. 'They warned me you were going to try something like this.' 

Wait what?!

THOSE BASTARDS, THEY HAVE NO RIGHT TO SAY SOMETHING LIKE THAT! 

Ok maybe they do but still, oh they were going to get it when I saw them next ugh. I was to caught up with my anger towards foster carers that I didn't notice that my dad was studying my face. Not just examining but full on staring, it was really starting to weird me out. 

'Why are you looking at me like that?' I growled still angry that the social workers had warned him, now it was going to be ten times harder to leave. 

'It's just I can't believe I have a daughter, you have my eyes, I I.. I'm just-'

'Listen you are not my father. I don't even know you and to be honest I don't really want to.' Yes I was harsh but this guy had something coming if he thought he could be my father. But what he did next is what surprised me the most.. he smiled down at me. That caught me off guard and my glare faultered. 

'I get that you are angry, hell I would be to, I only found out about you a couple of weeks ago after your -er' he suddenly looked sad and unsure of himself. 'just at least give me a chance.' 

I suddenly felt guilty at my actions- but I felt better when I remembered I only had to wait him out until he trusted me enough to leave me alone for a coupld of hours, that was all I needed to get away from this place and far enough that he couldn't find me ever again. 

'How about this, we will forget about what you did earlier and you can come in and meet the guys.' He attempted to grab my hand that was currently fisted but I flinched back, he gave me a questioning look but didn't ask about it and just nodded his head towards the bus signaling me to first. 

Sigh,

Only a short while Case and then I could get out of here. 

As soon as we stepped back into the van all the guys went quiet but tired to act normal, Vic even gave me a warm smile. 

'Guys this is Casey, Casey this is guys. Well that's PTV,' he pointed to the hat guy and Vic, 'The one that brought you here well that's Mike, that's Vic and Jaime and Tony.' They all now gave me warm smiles and I smiled at Jaime, he looked cute, he was sitting on the couch with the others trying to lick the ice cream that had fallen onto his shirt. I giggled at the sight. 'There's BMTH, SWS, OM&M and ATL.' he rushed, I had no idea who these guys were, are they bands? I felt to awkward to ask. 

Wait was my dad in a band? Curiousity burned though me as i quickly glanced up at him, I couldn't help the fact that I wanted to know more about my so called father. 

'I'll give you proper introductions tomorrow but I'll show you your bunk so you can get some sleep,' he checked the time on his iphone and his eyes widened. 'Shit it's already nearly 11, way past your bed time I'm guessing.'

I held back my eye roll, I usually didn't sleep till like 2am, but I wasn't going to tell him that, I wanted to get away from these people as soon as possible, there stares were making me super dooper uncomfortable. I was never really good with recieving attention. 

I nodded and slightly smiled awkwardly to everyone as I followed my dad to the back of the bus, he stopped at a bunk that was along the back wall and told me this was where I'd sleep, he said he would explain everything tomorrow and that I should get some rest. 

He left after that and shut the door which blocked out all the noise from the front of the bus, but I could still hear some laughing.

I dropped my bag to the ground and climbed into the bunk closing the curtain behind me, not bothering to change into pj's. 

I was left with my own thoughts and the blade I had currently stashed in the bottom of my converse. I got it out and drowned my thoughts in the blood now crawling down my thigh. 

Soon Case, you can be out of here soon. I wouldn't have to betray my mum with creating a relationship with my dad, with Austin.

He would never be my father.