The Nameless Angel

Chapter 39- Father?

I rushed my hand through my hair as I handed Luke the letter. "What the hell!" I screamed. "He was dead, my mum told me he was dead!" I matted my hair. "Calm down, maybe there's a great explanation, look there's an address on the card, let's go!" He grabbed my face. "It'll be ok," he kissed my cheek. "Yea let's go see him, maybe my mum had an explanation, maybe he didn't leave," I started to think of good things as I slipped on some actual clothes. I brushed my hair as Luke was ready. "Aren't you going to quiff your hair?" I smiled. "I'll be fine," he laughed, his hair covering his forehead. It was cute he should do it more often. As we walked out to the car Luke was swarmed by fans. "Guys, me and my wife need to get something done so if you could back off," he smiled patting them on the head. "OMG THATS HER!" One of the fans said handing me a piece of paper. "What?" I was confused. "Sign it," Luke laughed. I signed the paper. "What was that for?" I asked. "Your Nameless Angel right?" She asked. "Yes," I laughed. She hugged me. "Thanks," she smiled. "Your welcome," I wrapped my arms around her too. As the fans walked away I got into the car. "That was weird," I laughed buckling. "No it's not, you're a singer now, you'll run into them sometimes," he laughed. "What did I need a thanks for though?" I laughed. "Maybe your music helped her," he smiled driving. The radio was on and it said- "the new sensation Nameless Angel has came out with a new Ep that has sky rocketed here's one, called Runaways," as my new song played I saw a smile creep into Luke's face. "Why did you tell me you already released an Ep?" He asked. "It was when you got off tour," I sighed. "And I didn't think it was important," I added. "What?" He laughed. "Your Ep has skyrocketed that has to mean something!" He turned to me as there was a stop light. I stayed quiet. "And this song is fucking amazing," he smiled kissing my cheek.
As we made it to the hotel we walked in. The lady behind the desk looked miserable. "Hi," I said. "Omg!" She smiled. "Omg!" I laughed back. "Can you sign this!" She handed me a picture of me. "Uh sure," I laughed sighing it. "I'm here to see my dad," I laughed. "Mr. Vacanti?" She asked. "Yes!" I laughed. "He said he was expecting a girl named Alyson," she smiled. "Room 202!" She laughed as I drug Luke with me. I made it up to the room and knocked. He opened the door. "Hello?" He sighed. "Who are you?" He asked. "Your daughter Alyson," I laughed. "My baby," he hugged me. I hugged back. His large arms engulfing me. "Who's this?" He asked. "This is my husband Luke," I smiled as Luke held out his hand, but he hugged him instead. "Hello," Luke laughed. As he invited us inside I sat down next to Luke. "So what's your name?" I asked him knowing my mother never told me. "Miguel, but you can call me dad," he smiled. "Well Miguel, you can call me Alyson, because you left me alone for 19 years!" I squeezed Luke's hand. "Honey calm down," I heard Luke's voice calm me. "Explain," I said. "Well I went into the Military around the time you were conceived, and your mother never told me, until you were around 10," he stopped. "Then, she wouldn't let me see you, stating 'I left' when I had duties and never new about you," he smiled. My heart dropped. "That bitch," I accidentally said out loud. "Babe, calm down," Luke's voice made me melt, which had calmed me down. "Then she made the idea to try to make it up to you, she gave me the address of your apartment and here I am," he smiled I stood up and hugged him. "I'm just letting you know this doesn't get you any closer to forgiveness," I said sitting down. We stayed a while. Luke drank a beer or two, and I just talked. about my journey here, to where I am. The fun parts, the parts I cried about. Then the depressing parts, like Michael, or myself even. By the time we had noting to talk about it was midnight. I started to doze off. I had my head on Luke's shoulder. "Sorry, she's been working a lot, I guess we better get going," Luke laughed. "Yea we'll make sure to come again." He smiled. "Baby get up," he tapped me. "Noooo," I whined. "Get up," he laughed. "No!" I buried my head into his shoulder. "I'll get you Pizza," he laughed. "I'm up!" I stood up. I gave Miguel a hug and we left.
   "I want a pepperoni pizza extra pepperoni!" I got all excited. When Luke walked out with the box he set it on my lap. I opened the box and took a slice. "YUMMM," I moaned. "But it's also hot," I whined. "Wait till we get home," he laughed.
    As we walked into my apartment Luke turned on the lights and I ate 2 slices of pizza already in the car. He got one slice and I ate the whole box. "Damn girl," I heard Paris laugh. "I'm feeding two," I laughed. "How'd you get in here anyway?" I asked. "Meghan let me in," she laughed. I forgot that Meghan lived her, she spent a lot of time at her mums house. "Oh lit," I ate the last of the pizza. I heard moaning. "What's that noise?" I asked. "I need sleep," I whined. "Oh that's Meghan and Michael, they've been at it all night," she laughed. I got up and knocked on their door. "What?" Meghan asked breathing heavily. "I'm a pregnant woman and I need some sleep, Michael has a house too, also, there is spaghetti in the fridge don't eat it, or I'll eat you!" I yelled.
"Ok, ok," Meghan opened the door. "Just keep it down, and if that bed brakes Michaels paying for that, I'm not made of money," k sighed walking my into my room. They kept it going. "They aren't any quieter," I whined into Luke's chest. "We could go to my place," he laughed. "Sounds like a plan," I laughed and went to knock on her door. "Go. The. Fuck. Away." She moaned. "I'm just telling you I'm going over to the guys place because you two don't know how to keep it down, again don't touch my fucking spaghetti," I said walking away. "Paris you can sleep on my bed, sorry they're so loud," I laughed walking out with Luke.
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    WOW. MICHAEL FINALLY ISNT SINGLE THATS CUTEEEE