My New Life (Sequel to My Dad Is....Who?)

Chapter 13: Lights. Sirens. Help!

Later that night, everyone was having so much fun. We watched a few scary movies, played some games, did our hair, makeup, and nails. We even did a little karaoke contest. it was pretty awesome, but all of that seemed to come to a surprising end.

We were all in the middle of playing truth or dare when we saw flashing red and blue lights, and heard sirens. Everyone began to freak out when there was knock on the door. My dad got up and when to see what was going on.

"Hello?" He said, opening the door.

"Are you Gerard Way?" The police officer asked.

"Yes."

At that moment the officer grabbed him, pulling him the the cop car. He held him down while the other cop cuffed his hand behind his back.

"What's going on here?" Dad shouted.

All of us rushed outside and saw everything. I looked over, seeing dad leaning over on the hood of the car.

"Dad!!" I shouted, running towards him, but I was stopped be the officer. "Let him go! He didn't do anything!"

"Ma'am please, calm down. Are you okay? Did this man hurt you?" The officer asked me, holding me still.

"What are you talking about?"

"This man was charged for kidnapping Abigail Johnson."

"What? No! He didn't kidnap me." I said.

The officer sighed. "Please calm down, were sending over help, you are obviously traumatized." He said.

"I'm not traumatized!! Who called you?" At that moment I heard a familiar voice.....the voice of pure evil.

"Abigail? Oh honey I'm so happy you're okay." My mom said, running up to me and hugging me. "I was so afraid that I'd never see you again." She turned to the cop. "Thank you so much for finding her." She smiled. The bitch is fucking acting.

"No problem miss." The officer smiled. Then went over to my friends to ask them questions.

My mom grabbed my hand and pulled me over to her car where I saw my step dad. "C'mon sweet heart, let's get you home."

I looked over and saw the cops putting Gerard in the back of the cop car. I saw him look at me, the look of hatred, disappointment, and sadness in his eyes. I began to cry.

Hours on hours passed and we arrived to my "hell" home. I know that as soon as I walk through those doors I'm going to be facing the devil......scratch that, I'd rather meat the devil than the monster my mom is about to turn into.

"You fucking ungrateful brat!" My mom yelled, closing the door behind her. "How dare you go all the way to California by yourself to see that basterd."

"Well what was I supposed to do? I had to know his side of the story, and obviously you weren't going to take me anytime soon. And that bastered is MY father!" I said.

"How can you even call him your father for all he did to you, to us?"

"What he did was an accident. He didn't mean to walk away, he was scared, he didn't know what to do. He tried to apologize to you, he tried to get everything back, but you never let him. Every letter he wrote, every text he sent you got rid of it before you even read it!" I exclaimed. "I love Gerard, he's the best father I have!"

"You only met him for a week."

"I don't care, a week was long enough for him to prove to me that he can try to be my father, to make up for everything he missed, all because you didn't allow him to come back!"

"Stop turn it back on me, making it my fault!" My mom cried.

"It is you're fault! He tried to get you back, but your cold hard would allow you to listen. He wanted you back, he wanted to start a family, but you were to busy being a fucking bitch to see that!" I yelled.

All of a sudden I felt a hard smack on my face. I hit the floor and saw my mother standing over me. The fire in her eyes began to scare me.

"Go to you room." She said through gritted teeth.

I glared at her, picking myself off the ground and stomping to my room. I slammed the door and screamed. I fell to my knees crying.

((I am so very sorry. I know you guys have been waiting a LONG time for me to update this story, so here it is. I hope you enjoy it. I promise not to take forever to update more. Thank you.))