Anti-YOU {On Hold}

My my.

*past*

"I'm not taking care of a kid that may or may not be mine!" My mother said to me. She was telling me what my dad said to her when he found out she was carrying me.

I felt a pang of hurt, anger, and fear.

Fear because if I'm to ever see my dad again I'll be scared in what his become.

Anger because I would hate him as long as I live.

And hurt because he disowned me and my mother but she said they were a one time thing. And that he thought she was trying to get his money.

But that's not the case she was only looking for true love. But I guess she found love in the wrong area.

My mother is happy now she married with my step father. Harry.

He has a daughter named Jenna. So me and her get along.

Her and I would dance around in our room like lunatics.

But what happened is my mother got in a accident along with my step father and sister. I was so sad. I was in classes, and that day my mother and step dad said they love me very much and they would do anything for me. And my step sister told me she was happy to have me as a sister.

They told me my mother an father were driving with my sister in the back driving her to school but a drunk driver hit my sister's and mom's side killing them and the car flipped over. My step father didn't have his seat belt so he bent his neck making him die as well.

My family dead.

Dead. I thought to myself.

I was shocked and scared.

Shocked because I couldn't believe my family died in a accident because of a fucking drunk driver.

And I'm scared. I'm scared because my momma always said that if she was to ever die. That I would take care of myself and the ones that she left with me.

But she didn't leave anyone with me to take care of.

The police said I were to stay home for 2 weeks until they find my real father.

And that's what their doing now. I have three days left until I meet my actual dad. I'm sure he is just some man whore like other men I know except my step father.

My step father was a better role model than my dad could ever be.

My step father would show me that self harm wasn't the answer. That I should let it out on other things like a pillow or on paper.

My mom was a artist so I have the brush hand myself. So drawing was my talent. My sister could sing. She taught me the low and high notes, and I knew to play guitar.

I was in my room texting me friend Nayeli she was in New York because her mother decided to move over there to where Nayeli was from.

I heard a knock at the door. I pulled myself from the couch and opened it to find the police.

"Well Tammy we found your birth daddy" the woman police said which her name is Megan. I looked at her an gave her a small smile.

Every since my family has died , I don't talk like I used to. I would yell curses, and scream and just give a nod. I just don't use genuine words like my crazy self did.

"Well my partner and I are gonna inform your birth father today and will bring you to him in your last days okay?" She said sounding sure on what they were doing. I nodded my head and she said bye and I waved her.

I shut the door and banged my head. I sighed and got up heading back to my room and locking myself shut.

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Chris POV.

I finished a show in Boston.

I took a shower and we were all chilling in the lounge room.

There was a knock and ghost got up and answered.

"Um Chris it's for you?" Ghost sounded weirded out. I scrunched my eyebrows and got up heading to the door.

It's was the police. "Uh yes ma'am what's your concern?" I asked the woman police.

"Have you have ever heard of the name of a woman named. Trinity Nunez?" She said. "Yes I've heard of the name" I said. That girl was trying to fake she was pregnant. I didn't believe for shit.

"Yes she has been in a recent accident with her husband and step daughter"

Shit.

"And well in the folder of trinity. She has a daughter named Tammy Nunez. And her daughter has your type blood" she said.

"What. That can't be!?"

"Sir, did you have any sexual counters with mrs.Nunez?"

"Yes I did. But she never told me that she had my kid" I snapped at the officer.

"We didn't either. But later on in this week, will move your daughters stuff into your home and will bring her to the bus. Do I make myself clear mr.motionless?"

*sorry I don't know his real last name*

"Yes officer. When will I meet her?"

"When she comes to the bus. Chat with you later Mr. Motionless" she said. Leaving and I shut the door.

"Who was it?" Ghost said.

"The police. Remember trinity?"

"Yeah? What's with her?"

"Well she died in a car accident. And well she had a daughter. And the kid belongs to me" I said

"Damn. Well, let's see if she isn't those kids that hate our music. " He said. "Right. I'm gonna go lay down. " He nodded his head and left me to go lay down.

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Well this is my new book. I'm guessing I'm gonna load more chapters on this one when I finish my other books.

So i might update when I update other new books. Idk.

Okay bye sugar pease.