Payton's Pov 
                              "Do you like my stupid hair? Would you guess that I wouldn't know what you wear? I'm to scare of what you think. You make me nervous so really can't eat. " I sing along to First Date by Blink-182 
                              " Can you stop please? " sassed yellow eyed Declan. 
                              " try and stop me, crabby pants. " I sass. He snorts. I roll my eyes. 
                              I continue singing. Declan is getting mad as I go. I'm almost done with the song when my Ipod exploded. 
                              " dude!! What the hell!!! " I yelled. 
                              Declan rubs his temples on his head. I hear him counting "1 2 3. 1 2 3. 1 2 3." he sighs and looks at me. His yellow eyes have lots of rage. He seems clam but still pissed off. 
                              "dude! You never answered my question! " I said loudly. 
                              " SHUT UP! " he yelled. I jumped. Anger hits him. I watch him walk out my room and down the halls of the hospital. I grab my crutches and go after him. When I got down past my room he was gone. I sigh. 
                              " Payton! "
                              I turn around and see Joe. 
                              " Joe! " I said walking up to him. 
                              " What are you doing? " he asked me. 
                              " I-I... I don't know... Hey do you know when my father is coming back from his date with Pete? "
                              " he coming later... " said Joe. I nod. I'm a little upset that Patrick has been with Pete more than me and I'm his daughter that got cancer. I sigh. I look away and go back to my room. Joe follows. To be honest with you Joe and Andy has been with me more than Patrick has. 
                              I climbed into my bed. I lift my left leg up to my body. Voices race in my mind. Does Patrick not love me? Will God command Declan to kill me? Will I ever be okay? So many things have happened to me that I'm sure that evil has happened more than good. 
                              "Joe? " I asked him. 
                              " yes, Pay? " he said. 
                              " can you grab my phone? " 
                              " Sure " he hands it to me." Payton are.... Are you okay? " he asked me. 
                              I look at him... Grey and white, and black. No color. 
                              I nod. But I'm lying. I'm not okay. 
                              " okay " he said and sat down on the couch. This is a room for people that will be staying for awhile awhile. 
                              I pull headphones in and listened to Adam's Song. I let a few tears go down my cheek as I slowly fall asleep. 
                                      
                                          
                                   
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Adopted by Patrick Stump
FanfictionWarning: self harm and depression mentions Warning: I was like 13 when I started writing this shity story so I apologize for bad grammar, plot, transitions, and all other writing configurations. about a 13/14 year old girl who was adopted by a music...
 
                                               
                                                  