I Held My Head Up High (Sequel to Adopted By Lin Manuel Miranda)

they'll tell the story of tonight

I leaned back against the chair in the kind of waiting room thing at Ellen. I was supposed to be waiting for someone to come get my then I can talk to Ellen and do what I'm doing.
"Are you nervous?" Dad asked and I shrugged.
"I was more nervous going to my old gymnastics class the first time." I replied and he nodded.
"So medium to low nervous?" He asked.
"Yeah." I played with my fingers.
"You'll be fine." He assured me and I shrugged.
"I've done like live streams and stuff but that's with people I know, and not in front of a live audience. I don't know." I laughed at myself, as I pulled down my shirt sleeve thing a little.
"Breathe." Dad laughed at me.
"Quit making references to your musicals." I rolled my eyes jokingly.
"Bailey?" Someone holding a clip board came to get me.
"Have fun, I love you !" Dad called behind me.
"Love you too."
TIME SKIP TO AFTER INTERVIEW (bc I don't know how to write interviews and it'd be awkward.)
"You did so good!" Dad hugged me and kissed the top of my head.
"Thanks." I smiled, picking up my phone.
"Anthony has tried to call you like six times, you should probably call him back." dad laughed, standing up.
"Right." I Factimed Anthony back and he quickly answered.
"B!" Anthony yelled, laughing.
"Hey Anthony." I smiled, following dad out of the building.
"Did you have fun?" He asked and I nodded. "Tell me why you said."
"Ok so she asked me about being adopted and stuff and Dad and the cast and whatever." I rambled, then laughed at myself. "Then she asked me where I got the idea to give all profits to Eliza's orphanage and the Trevor project. Then I told her, 'Well because I was adopted, but not from the same foundation as Eliza's orphanage, if that makes sense, but Hamilton has played such a big part in my life it felt important to give it to her. Then for Trevor project, a lot of people don't know this actually, I deleted the video and post about it, but I've attempted suicide during my time living with my dad, and I'm bisexual so I thought that contributed to two things I wanted to support. LGBTQ+ and suicide awareness'"
"BAILS YOU SOUNDED SO SMART!" Anthony shouted , as I got into the car.
"She did so good!" Dad interrupted, smiling.
"Then she kinda asked about the whole suicide attempt thing and what happened, and like hospital stuff, and family stuff. She wasn't rude or anything -"
"Bailey," Anthony cut me off, "I'll just watch the show tomorrow. You don't have to repeat that. You know I don't like you talking about it because I don't want it to make you upset."
"I know." I sighed as Dad pulled out of the parking lot. 
"Here Mom has been texting me answer her before she has a heart attack." Dad handed me his phone, he was Facetiming my mom.
"Well I'll let you talk to your Mom. I'll talk to you later, love you."
"Love you too! Bye." I waved at the camera as Anthony hung up.
"Hi, Bails! How was it?" Mom asked immediately.
"Hi, mom! It was fun, I got to talk and stuff." I watched dad roll his eyes at me and laugh a little.
"I'd hope you talked at some point. Here , Seb wants to talk."
"Hi, Bail!" Sebastian smiled appearing on the screen.
"Hi, Seb. I miss you." I replied, showing Lin the phone.
"When will you and Daddy be back?" He asked and I shrugged.
Sebastian and Mom were waiting in the hotel for us to get back then we'd stay in the hotel again tonight, and fly home tomorrow.
"I don't know, daddy when will we be back."
"About 20 minutes, okay?" Dad said. "Tonight we'll rent a movie and order pizza." He promised.
"Okay." Sebastian nodded eagerly.
"Ok let them drive buddy, say bye." Mom said.
"Bye, Bail, bye Daddy!" Sebastian, said sadly.
"Bye Seb, love you!"
"Bye, Sebastian, I'll see you in a little, love you." I replied then hung up the phone.
I gave dad his phone back. Then leaned back on the passenger seat, thinking.
I thought about how Ryan loved to watch Ellen with my mom after school everyday. And how my dad would always laugh at them, or tease them, jokingly. But he would always join them. I didn't usually watch, I'd be on the trampoline, or doing gymnastics on the bars my dad had set up in the playroom.
"What's wrong." Dad asked, after a few minutes of me being silent.
"Nothing." I assured him, grabbing my phone.
"Who are you thinking about?" I could've easily said no one, and he was crazy, but this was my dad. One of my best friends.
"Ryan." I admitted.
"You miss him a lot." Dad stated and I nodded.
"It was like loosing my best friend."
A gentle silence hung in the air as dad, I'm assuming, thought about what to say, and I thought about my brother.
"He loved Ellen. When he was younger I'd be doing gymnastics or playing outside so I wouldn't watch with them. But when we got older and when I lived with him we watched it every day."
"Are we doing a good job?" Dad asked after a minute. "Like I know we're talking about Ryan but are your mom and I good parents."
I played with the dog tag necklace of Ryan's, I had forgotten I was even wearing it.
"Yeah. The best."