Life as the daughter of Ronnie Radke

Meeting my dad for real this this time

"Okay, mom, why are you showing this to me now?"

I can't believe it! Ronnie fucking radke is my fucking father. That piece of shit. "because ash, he wanted to see you, so you'll be with him for the whole summer, that included his tours" She said. Why?! "why?! What did I ever do to you?" I yelled then went up to my ro and slammed my door shut. Great. I walked over to my bed and layed down thinking wether or not to text ice cream truck guy. Just as I was about text him I got an unknown text.

Number- hey, it's Sam, from the ice cream truck, :)

Me- oh hey!

Sam- what u doing?

Me- just packing, I have to see my asshole of a father :/

Sam- hey, maybe I could go with you??

Me- yea! That would be great!

Sam- good, I can pick u up whenever your ready.

Me- just give me like ten minutes, and I'll meet u over at woodendale park :]

Sam- great, I'll be there

I sighed in content as I slipped on my combat boots. I ran downstairs with my phone in hand. I was so excited. I was gonna see Sam again! I ran over to the park, where I first talked to him. I sat on the swing and sat there for a couple minutes. Hmm, might as well listen to music.

It's nine o'clock

on the dot

At the the spot

And I'm hanging with her friends again

Great taste

Beautiful place

And your fashionably late

And I don't want to be that guy

That makes you sad

makes you cry again

Without a doubt

Sorry about

Making out with your friends

Go!

I love the way this began

Started out right

So innocent

I'm letting you know

I'm Letting you go

I want your best friend

Wait. why the hell am I singing to fucking falling in reverse?! what is up with me? Well, this song does make sense. Cause he did make out with moms friends, I'm sure he didn't give a fuck. Okay. No more. Fucking Falling in Reverse. I shook my head.

I snapped out oft trance when one of my ear buds were pulled out. "hey! what the fuck are-" I stopped when I looked up and saw Sam. "oh, sorry. I just didn't know how to get your attention. I have been screaming your name for the past five minutes, and well, here I am, so what happened?" Oh. Well then. Don't I feel like a bitchy asshole at the moment. "Oh. yeah. sorry." He smiled. "oh it's fine, I just didn't picture you the swearing kind of person." He smiled. "Hey, you should know I do, especially since when I first talked to you, i'm surprised you texted me actually, I didn't think you'd actually go for it" I smiled. He smiled back and scratched the back of his neck. I took a deep breath and told him everything. When I finished he pulled me in for a hug. And I happily returned it. "Well, off we go to his house" I smiled. He walked me down to his sleek black Mercedes. "After you." I laughed and got in. When he got in and turned the engine on I have him directions to Ronnie's house. Then we left my house for god knows how long. Finally after about an hour we arrived at my dads house. "Want me to go in with you? or wait here" He asked. I smiled. " you can stay in the car if you want." He unbuckled and got out if the car. Going behind it to the trunk. Quickly popping it open and grabbing literally all of my stuff. "hey. You don't need to do that. I can arty my own stuff you know." I looked at him. "what? Are you serious? I'm carrying your stuff. And your not gonna carry any of it" I smiled at him. He's so sweet. "Well, you just gonna stand there or are you gonna come walk up with me the house?" I blushed and nodded. We headed up the stairs and knocked on the door. Some tall guys with long black hair and a red jacket on answered. "sup. who are you? Im Ryan" He said. Ryan. Why does that name sound familiar? " I'm Ashlynn. Here for Ronnie" He looked me over. "Aren't you a little young?" I stared at him. "you staying the whole night?" I was just seething with anger. He thinks I'm some kinda whore! " No. I'm here because I'm his daughter" I told him through gritted teeth. "Whoa. Ronnie has a daughter? Hey! RONNIE! WE GOT A SITUATION!" I heard some door slam and he came out. "what the fuck Ryan?" He looked at me and turned back around. And left. Wow. My own dad doesn't want me. Well, don't I feel loved.