Adopted By Pete Wentz

Chapter Two

Calypso's POV

"Well I'll leave you to get settled in now. I'll be downstairs if you need something" I give a small smile and he leaves the room. I put the small amount of things I own away, and walk over to the window, looking out. Someone clears their throat and I freeze a little. "Uh.. Sorry if I scared you" Dad chuckles. "Its okay" He looks around and starts speaking again.

"I was wondering what you wanted for lunch... Or what your not able to have for lunch?" He read my file. I have a problem with my stomach and I can't keep some things down. I don't know what I can or cant keep down all the time, my stomach decides. Sometimes I can eat something one day with no problem but the next time it will come back up. Its really confusing.

"Umm.. I'll eat whatever. It doesn't matter." I start fiddling with my hands and he nods. "Pizza it is then. I'll go order it." He pulls his phone out and leaves the room. I go into the hallway and over to a door. I open the door slowly, warm air flowing out. The room is covered with all different instruments. I walk over to a black and green bass with white strings, picking it up slowly. I play the chorus bass line for girls/girls/boys. I forgot you couldn't or nearly hear without an amp. I put it back, walking to another one.

"See something you like?" I jump and put my hands behind my back. "I-I was j-just looking" I quietly panic. "Its okay, you play?"
He walks over to the black and green bass, picking it up. I nod my head, letting out a sigh of relief. "Well your welcome to use anything in here... But the pizzas here. Gotta get it hot" he tunes the bass, puts it back, and we walk back out and downstairs.

Within and hour, the pizzas all gone. Dads half asleep and I'm feeling a little bit sick. White chicks ends and I sit up. I put everything away, walking upstairs. I fucking hate crohn's disease.
I flush the toilet and walk back into my room. There's a knock at the door and dad walks in. "That defeats the purpose of knocking" I sigh and kick my shoes off. "Did you throw up?" I nod my head and he sits next to me, putting a arm around my shoulder.

"You know we can get you some medicine to stop it.." I shake my head no. "I've seen the commercials. I'd rather throw everything back up then have heart failure cause of some pill." He nods slowly. "Fair point." He gets up and I sit back. "Get some sleep, we're going shopping tomorrow." I nod and immediately fall asleep.

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My head hits the ground with a thud, my eyes squeezing shut. How many times in my life will I fall out of bed when I'm sleeping. I guess we'll never know. I get up slowly, pulling myself to the shower. I put on my clothes, walking to retrieve an acoustic. (Outfit shown above). I walk back to my room, sitting on my bed. I played the first song that popped into my head, the world is ugly.

"I wanted you to know, that the world is ugly, but your beautiful to me. Are you thinking of me? Like I'm thinking of you? I would say I'm sorry though but I really need to go.
I wanted you to know, I wanted you to know, I wanted you to know.. I'm thinking of you, every night, everyday....
These are the lies, the lies of the taken, these are their hearts but their hearts don't beat like ours, they burn cause they are all afraid. But mine beats twice as hard.
Cause the world is ugly
But your beautiful to me
Are you thinking of me?
Like I'm thinking of you?
I would say im sorry though
Though I really need to go
And I wanted you to know
That the world is ugly
But your beautiful to me
Are you thinking of me?
Stop your crying
Helpless feeling
Dry your eyes and start believing
There's one thing they'll never take from you.."

My voice cracks at the end and I stare hard at the wall for a second. I put the guitar back and turn to the door, spotting dad. "Ready to go?" He saves something on his phone and I nod slowly.
"Your very talented" he looks up and walks down the hallway. Well shit. He heard me. I tag along awkwardly and we get in the car.

- time skip -

"MAMA WE ALL GO TO HEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!"
"Two, three, four!"
We both laugh our asses off, pulling into the parking lot. "So why are we here" I wipe my eyes and he shuts the car off. "School shopping" I groan and he rolls his eyes. "You'll live." We both get out and make our way into the mall.

"When do I start school?" I pick up a black bag, putting it into the basket. "Tuesday. So... Two days from now." I nod and pick up a dark red binder. "I'll be right back." He leaves me in the isle alone and I get everything else I need. He returns with an apple bag with a few boxes in it. "Owe uh... The school requires a vaccine." My eyes go wide and he leads me to a doctors office thing. We go to the back and I stand next to the chair.

"You can take a seat miss" The doctor gives a caring smile and I sit the chair. Dad apparently isn't allowed back here so its just me and the doctor. 

"What's your name?" She opens a needle packet and I swallow hard. "Calypso." She smiles and walks over. "That's a pretty name! What kind of music do you like?" I relax a little and give a large list on people/bands I like, the preferred genres, and my opinion on other types of music. "Is it done?" She puts a bandaid where she stuck the needle in at, nodding her head.

"Have a nice day calypso" She pats my head and I get up, walking back out to dad.