You Are Not My Father

Chapter 3

I had been awake for a while now listening to two guys outside my bunk, debating whether or not to wake me up, I really should let them know I was awake but it was way to amusing. 

'Dude you wake her up she's your daughter and we have rehearsals in like half an hour.' One of the guys attempted to quietly whisper. 

'Alan please just you do it.' That must of been Austin, but why was he so scared to wake me up? 

'Austin seriously.' The other guy , Alan, just sounded frustrated now. I don't blame him though, I would be frustrated to if I had been arguing over something so stupid for properly just over 10 minutes now. 

'I just- how do I wake her? Do I just call her name?' Was this guy serious? HA he seriously sounded confused as to how he should wake me. I decided to put him out of his misery, being the ever caring person I am. 

'Guys I'm awake, stop fighting.' I was met with dead silence as soon as I said those words, great. 

I checked no blood had seeped through my jeans and then pulled back the curtain and awkwardly jumped out from the small bunk. I properly looked like death but I couldn't find it in my to care, my upper thigh stung as I put pressure on it, i properly went deeper then I originally thought. 

I rubbed my eyes and looked at them, Austin was standing with an average height guy who looked ten times smaller standing next to Austin, he had tattoos covering his body and orange hair, he looked pretty cute. They were both wearing skinny jeans and singlets and Austin was holding a pair of black sunnies, like he was ready to heap out. 

'What? Stop staring at me.' I said once they didn't say anything and continued to stare at me which just creeped me out. 

Austin stared at me a lot. 

Austin blinked and had the decency to look awkward about his creepy habit staring. 'Uh did you hear all that?' I nodded, 'Oh ha ha.' Talk about awkward.

'Um so what did you want?'  

'Well I thought we could talk for a little while, before I have to go to rehearsal.' So he was in a band hmmm.

Talking didn't sound to appealing let alone talking with Austin but I couldn't really say no.

'My que to leave' Alan spoke up smirking and slapping Austin on the back as he left. He turned to me last minute, 'oh and nice to meet you Casey.' I smiled at him, he seemed like someone I would get on with.  

'Yeah see you alan.' Austin murmured keeping his gaze on me.  

Austin cleared his throat and looked like he didn't know how to start, 'so what did you want to talk about?' I said in the most bored voice I could manage.

'Well I wanted to ask you some questions and I'm sure there are questions you want to ask me-' 

'Not really.' I interrupted him. He paused for a minute and narrowed his eyes at me and I did the same in return. I was going to make this as hard for him as possible for what he did to my mum. 

'Well then I guess I just have some questions and I wanted to tell you about my life.' He shifted from foot to foot a nervous habit I have, I most properly got it from him, it was weird to think that. I smiled trying to ease the tension, 'so you're 15?' I nodded and waited for what he was going to say next. 'Well I'm not really good with kids.' Wow this was my dad, best conversationalist, 'but I have some rules..' He paused seeing if I was going to interrupt,' well first off the obvious ones like no smoking, drinking and you have a curfew of 10, and you always have to tell me where you are, it's a big place here and it's easy to get lost.'

First conversation with me dad and he was already telling me rules, he was going to in for a rude awakening, no one tells me what to do especially not some random guy who thinks he is my father. 

'What exactly is this place?' I was curious.

'Well this is a venue and I'm in a ban and were on tour at the moment, I really wish I wasn't because I don't think it's the best environment for you to be in but I can't cancel the tour so you will be living on this bus for two months.' He looked guilty about me having to live on a bus but to be honest I didn't mind at all, it wasn't like I was going to be here long anyway. 

'You're in a band? That's pretty cool, what are you called?' I wasn't lying it actually was pretty cool that he was in a band.

'Of Mice & Men' He looked proud, like he was excited to tell me about his band. 

'Hey I read that book!' I said excitedly, 'If your music is anything like the book I doubt I would like it though.' I said being half honest half teasing. 

He had a massive grin on his face now as he stared down at me, 'nah we are actually, uhm well pretty hardcore, nothing like the book.' 

My 'dad' was in a hardcore band? Wow that was actually pretty awesome. 

'Oh what do you do in the band?' I was generally interested.

'I'm lead singer, well screamer.' Wow I take that back it wasn't pretty awesome it was fucken awesome- 

I was just about to tell him this when I caught myself, minimal contact Case, it's been like one day and you already forgotten to keep distant. I let the smile slip off my face and stared blankly at him. He looked pretty taken aback by my sudden mood change.

'Don't you have some rehearsal to be at?' I asked in a monotone voice.

'Oh yeah uhm,' He checked his phone looking at the time, he looked like he really didn't want to leave. 'Well theres towels over there in the closet, you can take a shower in the bathroom just down the hall, and just stay here i'll be back in a couple of soon, you can use the tv or anything you want.' He started heading towards the door turning back to smile, 'see you soon.' He stepped off the bus, but then popped his hand back in last minute, 'and the guys will properly be coming on and off the bus regularly.' and with that he was gone leaving me to myself.  

I quickly choose a black towel, taking note that a lot of the people wear black here and took a shower. I then got changed into my high waisted black jeans and white mid drift tee finally feeling myself relax slightly.

I stepped into the small kitchen and noticed a pack of cigarettes in the corner of the counter, when he said I could use anything I want did he mean the cigarettes to..

This could be fun, atleast while it lasted.