The Rockstar's Daughter

Chapter Six

"Up! Get up!" my dad yelled while walking up and down the hall, banging on doors.

"Shut the fuck up!" I yelled like I was possessed. I felt like complete shit and I wanted to shrivel up like a roly poly. I curled up and hugged my knees to my chest.

Suddenly, my door is opened with people coming in with cameras, those mic things and more. "What did you just say?"

"Daddy," I croaked. He sat next to me on the bed, petting my hair.

"Hmm?"

"My forehead hurts." I said and coughed. He laid his hand on my forehead and then my cheek.

"You do feel hot, love. Lay in bed for a bit. Ezra's coming home!"

"That makes me feel worse. Thanks." I said and covered my face with the blanket.

"Well, tomorrow you're grounded."

Third P.O.V

Nick sat on the little red chair in the den and looked at the camera. "Elora is sick and we still have to put up decorations for Ezra's first tour. It's a disaster. The cake is late."

Elora carefully slid down the stairs on her butt, being as quiet as possible. She army crawled into the kitchen, Kalem taught her how to be stealthy when she was younger.

She was only eight when she first got high, Kalem and Jude are the ones that got her high.

She crawled to the freezer and pulled the drawer out. She saw what she wanted; strawberry ice cream. She pulled it out and went into the living room. She grabbed the brown (fake) furry blanket and covered herself.

She turned on Nanny 911 and watched happily as she saw kids running around like maniacs. She almost ate the ice cream out of the carton but forgot the spoon. "Ducks of duckings ducks." she murmured.

She thought, forget it, and walked into the kitchen, her feet padding the cold floor. She threw open the drawer and grabbed a skinny spoon. She sat back down and are her ice cream peacefully, until she heard a bing.

She looked around and saw her dad's phone. She slid the little icon that says: slide to open. It had a password. She tried her brother's name, his dog's name, his birthday, Ezra's birthday, her name, her birthday, but failed.

It gave her the wait twenty seconds. She breathed in and put until it reached zero. She thought for a second, what is most important to him?

Family! Family has always been the most important thing to him! She typed in their last name, success!

It opened showing a message from Sophine. "They're wondering where their father is?" she read aloud.

The camera men and Nick walked into the room. "What are you doing with my phone? What the fuck? Haven't I raised you better?!"

"Dad? Who is Sophine?" she asked tears brimming her eyes.

"None of your business." he said and walked closer. She got up on the couch and put the phone up in the air.

"Answer me! I wanna know! Are you even my father? Did I do something wrong?"

"No you didn't, just give me the phone." he said and got up on the couch. She huffed and put it in her bra pocket.

"Dad, what are you hiding? It's probably not even a big deal. Right?"

"It's not a deal because it's none of you business." he said and walked closer to her, showing his hands so she wouldn't be alarmed. Nick knew that she was fragile and sensitive.