I Guess We'll Never Know (adopted by fob)✔

Twenty-Seven

"Ty, Ty wake up." I am awake, but he didn't know that. "Pete she's not waking up." "Just leave her be. I'll send AJ to come check on her every once and awhile." I heard the bus door opened and I felt it shift with each person moving off. The bus door closed and I was left in absolute silence. I rolled over and played with the small stuffed bear I kept with me. I fiddled with its ear while I stared at the back wall. I sighed, knowing I'd have to get up soon. I had only slept 20 minutes before I was woken up to Joe shouting at the TV. It seems like they forgot all about what I said. I truly am alone. And I welcome back the darkness with open arms. I heard the bus door open again and I turned to face the wall again. "Ty, come on you have to wake up." I knew trying to trick Patrick was like tricking a police officer into looking the other way. "Ty, I can tell by the way your fidgeting that you're awake. Come on." I sighed and shook my head. "Pete wants you to meet someone." To hell with people. I shook my once again and Patrick groaned. "Do I have to go get Andy to drag your ass out of your bunk?" I rolled my eyes anf turned toward him. "Why the hell do you care? I try to talk to you guys and you pretty much say go to hell with my feelings. I'm done trying to let people in." He looked shocked and hurt. "Ty that's not what we were doing." "Didn't try comforting me either. Just stop acting like you care when you don't. I'll get dressed and meet you in the venue in a few minutes."

He stepped off the bus and I dragged my fat ass to the bathroom. I pulled on a pair of ripped leggings, a sweatshirt and my converse. I tied my hair up into a messy bun. Grabbing my phone and sketchbook, I stepped off the bus and into the fresh air. "TYLER!" I tensed at the angry yelling. Pete stomped over and glared at me. "What the hell? Pat comes onto the stage looking like he wants to cry!" "Why the fuck is that my problem? You have no issue comforting him but when you're own flesh and blood is upset you turn your back. Well guess what! FUCK YOU TOO!" I shoved past him and stomped off into the venue. "Hey! You must be Ty! I'm Pete's girlfriend, Rachel!" I ignored her and stalked past her. I don't see why he didn't leave me in the damn orphanage. He just replaced me with a girlfriend and his band comes before his daughter. It's no big deal. When I walked into the backstage room, Aj looked up at me. I ignored him and stuffed my earbuds in my ears. I blasted the music into my ears, trying to drown out my pain and the screaming in my head. I laid down on the couch and shut my eyes, trying not to let myself break down. No one ever cares. I'm in this life all alone and that's how it's always going to be.

Many people came in and out of the room. All ignoring me. I have a feeling they either saw the exchange between Pete and I or they told everyone. Hell even Aj is acting as if I punched his puppy. I tried to tell them about how I was feeling and they turned the other way. They said I could always go to them. Just another lie to add to the pile. I just want to go home. And when I mean home, I mean the orphanage. I was never meant to have a home with Pete and I was never meant to have a home with anyone. My family is the demons that take up space in my head. I felt someone shaking my shoulder. "Leave me alone." "We're leaving. The concert is over." I opened my eyes to see Brendon's upset ones staring down at me. I shrugged his hand off of me like it was poison. "Can't someone just run me over with a bus?" I moved past him and out the venue. There were still crowds of people around the venue. Everyone was giving out autographs and smiling in pictures. "Ty we love you!" I scoffed at the lie and stomped back to my bus. I threw open the door and went to my bunk.

"Tyler Elizabeth Denisse Wentz, you get your ass out here right now!" "No!" "I am your father you will do as I say!" "You don't fucking care! You're just upset because I hurt your boyfriend. I was saying the damn truth and sometimes the truth hurts. If you didn't want me, then you should've left me at that damn orphanage." "TYLER I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR BULLSHIT!" I climbed out of my bunk and faced the angry faced man. "Well I've had enough of yours. Just leave me alone." "I'm not done." "Well I am!" "You can't leave." "Fucking watch me." Before I could react, I felt a sharp pain on my cheek. He slapped me.