Daughter Of A Rock Star Rule Book

Chapter Seven

20. Don't tell your father that you're pregnant.

Beauty, Oli, Raven, And Vic, all sit in the TV room around me. I still don't know what Oli is doing here, but whatever.

"Queen, you can't be serious." Vic says, hoping, that I'm not serious. "You can't be, you're only 17."

"Well, Vic, I am. I am 18 actually. And yes, I am pregnant."

"You need to put it up for adoption or get an abortion."

"No. I would never do that to my baby."

"You don't know how to take care of a baby!"

"Yes, I do! I have been taking care of Abigail since she was born!"

"You keep the baby? You leave this house!"

"Fine!"

"Fine!" He shouts. I am extremely glad at this moment that I haven't unpacked any of Abi or I's things. I grad the bags and the stoller and am about to leave the house with Abi and I am stopped by Oli.

"Sit down." He says.

"No. I was told to leave." I tell him., he grabs my arm and I get a flashback from of a past experience.

He grabs my wrist and pulls me into the house.

"I said no!" I scream. He pushes me inside and throws me to the ground. "I have to get home! My mom needs me to take care of my sister!" I say, shaky voice. He doesn't give a crap, he just shoves me into his bedroom and locks the door behind him.

I grab my wrist away from Oli and sit in the reclining chair.

"What?"

"How did it happen?" Vic asks me.

"Well father, you know how when you and mom had sex and she got pregnant. Yeah. No shit!" I say.

"Seriously, Queen, do you know who the father is?"

"Yes."

"Does he know?" My dad asks me.

"I don't want him too."

"Why not?"

"Because he raped me." Vic, Beauty, Oli, and Raven all stare at me, mouths open wide. Well fuck.

"Are you serious?" Oli asks me.

"No, fuck. I'm just an 18 year old girl who wants to become a professional dancer, and sleeps around with every guy she meets and does drugs and drinks on a regular basis. Yes I am fucking serious."

"Thanks Oli... Uh... You can take her now..." Vic says and waves us off, getting up and walking away. I shake my head and take my bags outside to the car I assume is Oli's. But, when he comes out of the house, I realize I am wrong, especially when he gives me this face that is like, what the fuck?

"I live a block away, darling. I walk here." He says.

"Ugh!" I moan and roll the suitcase behind me as I roll the stiller in front of me. Once we get to the house, where Oli, Jordan, Matthew, Lee, Matt, Jona, and Curtis all live.

"Joshua?!?" Oli calls as soon as he walks in the door. A 14 year old boy comes jumping down the stairs and hugs Oli.

"Yes dad?" He says.

"Show Queen and the baby to the guest room please?" He tells him. The boy nods and takes my bars upstairs as I unstrap Abi. I sigh and follow him. This is going to be so much fucking fun.