Vic Fuentes is My Dad

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Maddy's POV.

"No, your joking." I say.

"We're not." Turtle says.

"Yes you are. He wouldn't do that. Why?" I ask.

"He was getting depressed. He was lonely. He had nobody." Jaime says.

"I I just need a minute." I say running out of the bus.

I ran. Far. I stopped running for a second. I needed s breath. There was a little playground. I saw someone. I just go swing a little an sob. The person walks up to me. He sits on the swing next to me. I look over at him. I know him.

"Andy?" I ask.

"Maddy? What are you doing here? I haven't seen you since you first moved in with Kol." He says. "How's he doing?"

"You don't know?" I ask.

"No. I haven't talked to him in months. I was on tour." Andy says.

"Maybe you should go talk to him. Oh wait you can't." I say. Sobbing.

"Why?" Andy says clueless.

"He is dead. Him being your best friend should've known." I say.

"Oh my Gosh. Who are you living with." Andy asks.

"My dad." I say.

"You met him?" Andy says.

"Yeah. I have to go." I say running off.

I run back into the bus. I go to my bunk and cry. Why does everything go wrong with me? Maybe I should go see Blake. He might help me. I walk to his house. I see him outside on the grass. He's kissing another girl. He opens his eyes and sees me.

"Maddy!" He says.

"What? Why would you do this?" I say.

"I'm sorry." He says.

"You know what. Don't even be. I don't even wanna see you again." I say running back to our bus.

I get in and slam the door behind me. Dad comes and hugs me.

"Awh Maddy. What happened?" Dad asks.

"What didn't happen?" I reply.

"I don't know." Dad says.

"I saw Blake kissing another girl. And Kol. And andy." I say.

"Maddy. It's okay." He says.

"It's not dad." I say. I cry into his shoulder.

"I heard crying." Kellin says walking out of the bathroom.

"Kellin just leave. Please! You'll just make her feel worse!" Dad says.

"I'm sorry." Kellin says. And leaves.

Kellin was just a big weirdo. Dad and I sit on the couch. I hug him. He sings Hold On Till May. I fall asleep on the couch. I sleep for 45 minutes. I wake up. Dad is asleep. I get up and go for a walk. I was in my clothes from the movies. I fix my beanie. I walk to the park. Some one is sitting on a swing. It's Tate. He had a devious look on his face.

"Tate are you okay?" I ask.

"I don't know." He says. The look goes away.

"Me too." I say.

"Wanna lay on the grass?" He asks.

"Sure." I say.

We lay on the grass and listen to music. I sit up and so does he. He leans in. He stops right I front of my lips. I don't hesitate to kiss him. I pull away. He looks me in the eyes.