After many hours of begging, I finally convinced my mom to let me go to the Panic! At the Disco concert. I am especially excited to go to the concert not only to see Panic! For the first time, but this is also the first concert that I'm going to alone without my mom or friends and their parents. "Have a good time, and remember to text me once you get into the arena, and once you get out of the arena so I know you're safe." My Mom says. She looks really nervous, probably because I'm going to a concert by myself, but for some reason it doesn't seem like that. " I promise, I will be safe, Mom" I reply. " I know you do, I'm just nervous seeing you go into a concert without me for the first time." Mom says looking like a nervous wreck. This is really weird for me because Mom literally lets me go everywhere alone. The mall, I walk to school, and literally everyday I walk downtown after school to buy candy or whatever. I guess concerts are different. I hug Mom and then leave.
(Time skip to the concert because I am not creative and I am lazy)
The concert is going great so far! I'm in the audience screaming the lyrics to Victorious and then Brendon looks over at me and his eyes widen. He smiles and waves at me and I wave back, basically about to die because my idol, Brendon Urie just WAVED AT ME!
Another Time Skip to After the Concert...
Brendon's POV:
I saw her. I saw my little girl. I immediately recognized her, even though I saw her when she was a baby, but I remember her. I remember her face, her smile, the joy she brought me when I held her. I really do. I decided to call Spencer Smith, my best friend, and tell him what happened. "Spencer, I found her." I exclaimed.
"Wait... Found who exactly?" Spencer questions.
"Grace. My daughter. I found her." I reply, sounding anxious.
"Dude, that's fucking awesome! Have you talked to her yet?" He asks.
"No. Not yet at least." I say.
"What the fuck are you doing then? Call Sarah! It's been utter bullshit that you haven't been able to talk or even see your own daughter for like what? Twelve years?" Spencer yells. "Dude hang up now, and go talk to her or call Sarah or do whatever you can!" I agree and hang up. I decided to call Sarah and tell her that I saw Grace at the concert tonight.
I do something I haven't done in nearly twelve years. I go into my contacts and click on "Sarah".
I hear the dial tone and someone picks up.
"Hello?"
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My Father
FanfictionGrace Orzechowski is a 12 year old girl with a normal life other than the fact that she has never met her father, mostly because her mother Sarah will not let her meet him, no matter how much she wants to.
