My New Home (Jacoby Shaddix)

Chaper 25

"Sam. Sam, wake up."

My eye kids fluttered open and Jacoby's face was in front of me.

"Wake up kiddo, show time soon." he smiled before disappearing.

I groaned and swung me feet off the bed, rubbing my eyes.

I walked out into the living room to see Jagger and Makaile doing something they shouldn't have been doing because Kelly soon yelled "Hey! what are you two doing?"

Jacoby and Jerry were doing warm ups together for the show, Tobin sat on the floor, surrounded by at least 20 pairs of shoes, looking lost, and Tobin was twirling some drumsticks in his fingers.

I walked into the bathroom and changed into a "Falling In Reverse" t-shirt and some ripped black skinny's.

I brushed out my long brown hair and walked back out.

"All ready?" Jacoby asked.

I nodded, smiling lightly.

"Hey Sam?" I heard Kelly ask.

I turned around to face her.

"Yeah?"

She smiled lightly "Will you hold Brixton while I go get my shoes?"

"Of course." I took Brixton from her arms and cradled him in mine.

"Hey, bud!" I cooed, playing with his small fingers.

I saw a flash go off in front of my eyes and I looked up to see Jacoby, holding his phone up, snapping a picture.

"Hey!" I whined.

I do NOT like pictures.

He just laughed at me and did something on his phone.

I scoffed and looked back down at Brixton.

-SHOWTIME!-

"Papa roach?" a man said, appearing out of no where.

"Your on in 3."

Jacoby nodded and took a deep breath.

He walked over to Kelly and planted a kiss on her lips, before whispering "I love you."

He walked over to me and kissed my forehead, before leaning down to Brixton who was still in my arms.

"Wish daddy luck, bud!" He whispered.

I chuckled and Jacoby soon ran out of the room, onto stage.

Me and Kelly sat backstage, talking about girl things, and occasionally staring out onto the stage to watch.

"So Sam," Kelly smirked. "Got any special boy?"

My eyes went wide "Uhm, no not really."

Kelly scoffed "I don't believe that for a second. Pretty girl like you, there has to be someone!!"

I laughed, and shook my head "Not yet."

She wiggled her eyebrows "Yet."

I chuckled and turned my attention back onto the stage.

I watched as Jacoby ran back and forth on the stage, screaming into the mic.

I wonder what it's like to do something that you love so much, something so enjoyable, that you just get to do everyday.

What I've always wanted to be, was a artist.

"An artist?" Kelly asked.

My eyes widened and I looked at her.

"Mind reader!" I blurted.

She laughed "No, sweetie, your speaking your mind."

I sighed "Oh."

"But seriously, if you want to be an artist, then what's holding you back?" She asked.

I shrugged "I dunno. I don't even know if I can draw yet."

"It's not about how good you are Sam, it's about doing what you love. And enjoying it."

I smiled at some of the memory's.

I always used to draw and paint pictures of the flowers that would bloom in the summer time.

That is, until my mother ripped them all up.

"That's not very nice."

My head snapped over to Kelly and I sighed.

"Yeah. To this day I still don't know what her problem is." I shrugged.

Kelly shook her head "Some people are messed."

Suddenly, Jacoby, Jerry, Tobin and Tony appeared, out of breath and sweaty.

I handed Brixton to Kelly and quickly stood up.

"Ew. Don't come near me." I scrunched my nose in disgust.

My dad smirked.

"Hey Sam, gimme a hug."

I took a step back.

"Hey dad, go take a shower first."

He just laughed, and soon after we all left.