My Father, Peter Gene Hernandez

Chapter 11: Twisted Past,Twisted Ankles, and a Beautiful Future.

~Angelina's POV~

I went in the mini store and got everything I needed. I headed back to the bus. The door was open so I'm sure the guys are already on the bus. I put my phone in my pocket and ran to the bus. I ran on the bus and ended up twisting my ankle.

"Ow! That hurt!!"

"What's wrong Munchkin?"

"I twisted my Ankle."

"Are you okay to walk?"

"I think so."

I tried to get up and I walked on it. it hurt like CRAZY, but I wasn't going to let them know.

I went in the Back and went into my dresser drawer and grabbed my Hot Pink Ace Bandage. I wrapped my ankle and I walked into the Dinning/ sitting area where everyone was.

I put away the drinks I got and I put my snacks away. When I was done I started cleaning up the Bus.

"Why is this Bus so filthy? I hope the other bus isn't as filthy as this one I will be inspecting the buses every day."

I continued cleaning I washed the dishes,Folded the sweatshirts that were thrown on the floor,and Any other blankets or clothes I found.

"She's sounds just like Ma doesn't she?" My dad asked Eric

"Yeah she does."

I was in the Backroom and I couldn't find my dads converse.

"Dad... Dad...Bruno... Peter!!"

"Hey I'm Dad to you!"

"Well when you don't listen your Peter."

"What do you want."

"Just wanted to know where are your shoes because I would like everything in a specific spot."

"OCD much."

"No I just like to be clean."

"Well they are in the front of the bus."

"K"

I walk out to the front of the bus and I start singing Somewhere in Brooklyn. Everyone started looking at me.

"What?"

Phil said" Your voice, It's... It's-"

"Horrible. I know."

"Ange, I think you should get into the singing business. You have a beautiful voice it left me speechless."

"I'm only in the 9th grade,I can't do that I would like to graduate like my dad then Go into the singing business but I would like to get in the studio the record. So I'm ready when the time comes."

"Sounds good, I'll get you into the singing business.With your Pops and I."

My phone started ringing.My ringtone was still JustTheWayYouAre and I wasn't planning on changing it anytime soon.

I looked to see it was my Ex-Boyfriend. I answered to see what he wanted.

~Conversation~

"Hello?"

"What do you want?"

"I just wanted to say I'm sorry"

"Save it for someone who cares, because honestly I don't."

"I also wanted to let you know that I went to your house and all your stuff is gone."

"I know I moved"

"But your mom is still in New York."

"I know I live with my Dad."

"I don't care anymore.Leave me alone and go hang out with my best friend you know the one you cheated on me with."

"I told you I was sorry"

"Well after someone says sorry so many times it doesn't mean anything anymore.So stop calling me and leave me alone please."

"I'm-"

I hung up before he could finish his sentence.

I didn't realize it but I was crying. I wiped away my tears and continued on with the conversation I was having with Phil and my Dad.

"Munchkin' are you okay?"

"Yeah I'll be fine."

"Are you sure."

"Yes."

"Who was that? One the phone"

"My Ex"

"Why did you say 'after someone says sorry so many times it doesn't mean anything anymore"

"Because my past was full of hurt and Heartbreak and I was so frustrated and aggravated I would just accept his apologies."

"Well I want to talk to you about this singing thing."

"Yes what about it?"

"Do you want to like to come on stage and sing with me and the band?"

"I would love it."

"I love you so much."

I gave my dad a big hug he hugged me back and said

"I love you too Munchkin"