Corey Taylor finds out he has a daughter that his ex kept from him for 18 years. When he files for custody and wins, the young woman didn't know how finding her father would truly change her life.
Can she keep her lifestyle from her dad? Can she ke...
"How are you feeling?" Corey immediately asked as I sleepily stumbled my way into the front lounge
I shrugged as I poured myself a glass of Orange Juice. Sitting down on the left side couch next to Corey, I realized that I was still wearing what I had on yesterday, minus my boots. Corey was just staring at me which kind of freaked me out. So, I continued to sip on my OJ while we sat in silence.
"I know you don't want to talk about that phone call or why you've been having these horrific nightmares...." He started out making me snap my head toward him, ".... but perhaps talking about it will help."
"I don't want to." I hastily replied, looking away
"I know Pumpkin but that guy spooked you something fierce. If something happened, I want to rectify things." Corey stated, giving me a reassuring smile
"No." I responded
"Hey." #3 grumbled as he poured himself some OJ too
Corey sighed and then changed the subject. We were hitting the next venue today and the dissection stuff was supposed to be here. I wasn't looking forward to it but Corey said he was gonna help me with it. They had tomorrow off and we were hitting the road the morning after so most of them were planning on going out tonight after the show, from what Corey said.
"You know what I've noticed?" #3 suddenly asked
"What?" Corey replied
"Kia never calls you 'Dad'. How come?" #3 questioned, laughing softly
"Well... I never had someone I liked enough to call 'Dad' until now. Guess I call him by his name or number out of habit." I thoughtfully responded
"Feel free to call me 'Dad'. I don't mind!!" Corey laughed too
The mood had changed and was much more at ease than before so I began to relax too. #4 made his way to the bathroom without one word to any of us. #3 asked me if I would be ready for our next class and I glared at him. He laughed knowing how much I hated it but promised me the work would pay off in the end.
#4 grabbed a cup of coffee and sat down by #3. They started talking about who-knows-what so I went to go work on my studies. Hopefully it won't be too much longer and I can be done with it all. My goal is to graduate early so I can be done with all this stupid shit!
TodayI decided to wear:
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(A/N: the whole ensemble, top, skirt, tights, bootswith both my Master's love tokens)
Dark, gothic make up today as well. My mood was slipping to the dark side again but that's because I had been thinking a lot about that phone call and what had transpired. The guys were at the venue preparing for the show tonight. I was walking around the stage talking to the Pyro guys. It was all really fascinating to me and I loved learning more and more about what my Father and band did almost every night.
