I'm sorry //adopted by pete wentz//

There's more to me than you think

Pete wentz

We sit in silence as we go to the studio. I don't know want to say, or what to do. Its not exactly an awkward silence, but it still is a heavy one. I just don't know how to start a conversation with her, we've already been over all introductions but I still don't know her enough to talk about her passions or just random silly things like a father should talk to a daughter about. I also don't know what are touchy subjects, or how to approach subjects that I know are hard but I should know about. It's clear that she's hiding things and has many past traumas that follow her every waking, and unconscious, moment. I just want her to know she can trust me, and everyone else, that she's safe and protected here and is now part of the family and is as much as Meagans and my owns child as much as Bronx and saint are. All of us care for her and she has dug her way into everyone's hearts already, and I know the other bands will love her just as much. I just want her to be able  to open up to us so we can help her, I want her to become healthy and happy and just know that we are always here for her. But how do I do that when I can't even start a conversation with her? I also want her to know she can call meg and I mom and dad, when she's ready of course but I don't know if she knows that we would like her to. The point is that she's my daughter and I want her to know that, I want her to trust me and tell me what happened, I want her to tell me about her past, how her friends were like, did she have siblings , what does she do for fun, what her talents are, what's her sense of humor, what is she passionate about. After we're done at the studio I'm planning figuring some of that stuff out. Still in silence, we get out of the car and make our way into the studio, where I have quick meeting with the boys for today about release dates and lyrics.

 We walk in and Phoenix is immediately hugged, I smile off to the side, I just love how much they already treat her as family. She giggles and hugs them back. 

After all that's done, and we all sit down at the 'conference' table, including Phoenix who's sitting a bit away because, "she didn't want to get in the way",  Patrick begins to speak.  " So, I was thinking..."

~*time skip*~

After the meeting is done Nix and I make our way back to the car.

"Since we have the whole rest of the day together we're going to go some places." I tell Phoenix in the car as we pull out of the parking lot

'"Well, where are we going?" she questions in her soft, quiet voice.

I laugh at the curious look on her face. "You'll see when we get there" 

We pull up to a small ice cream café, because why not, its hot in California and all the kid wears is sweaters and jeans... I'll have to look into that. I put change in the meter for a couple of hours and we go into the shop. " What would you like?" I ask her.

"oh, um I don't really-" I cut her off with a look, she has to eat she has barely ate anything and I'm beginning to worry. " uh, I'll have a small strawberry sorbet." she sighs quietly.  I repeat the order to the man at the counter adding my own. He hands us our orders and I pay. " Thank you" nix says  before we walk out away from him. She repeats the same thing to me  moments later.

"You don't need to thank me for every little thing you know that right? you're my daughter I don't need thankyous for everything I do for you" I smile at her.

"I will-will always say thank you to those who do nice things to- to me no matter how small, because they deserve it, its- its just something I'm trained to do" she remarked kind of giggling. I smiled wider, slightly worried about how she said 'trained' but I ignore it, and brought her into a side hug she kinda nuzzled her head into my shoulder making my heart melt. We make it into a small park and sat on a bench together. She marvels at the sights around us, we should probably show her around one day soon.