Lost In Neverland

I walked out of my Dad’s dressing room as I continued to wipe the tears from my eyes. My Dad has never yelled at me like that before. Yeah, he’s always been the overprotective type that gets mad easily. He always wanted me to be home schooled, away from all the people that could hurt me if they wanted. I knew how to fight, I mean, somewhat. Not much, but a bit. Uncle Zack taught me a thing or two.

I continued to walk down the hall, suddenly spotting Danny sitting against the wall looking down at his phone. I don’t know why I did it, but I walked over to him and sat down next to him, causing him to look up at me. He was about to say something, but then looked at me confused, “Were you crying?”

“No, what makes you think that?” I answered softly. I lied because I didn’t want him to think I was just some loser, crybaby or whatever.

“Well, you're eyes are bloodshot red, and you have tear stains on your cheeks. Don’t think you can lie to me.” He said with a roll of his own eyes. I looked away and at the ground, deciding I should just leave. “So, I got told off by my Dad for getting you in trouble,” He chuckled, “yet, when I walked by the All Time Low dressing room, I peeked in and saw Daddy hugging his little girl. Shows your type right there. Bet Daddy was just putting on a show outside when he looked all pissed off, huh?” The way he spoke just made me so mad, and I didn’t know what to do.

“What do you mean ‘my type’? I’m not some type! I’m just like you, but no. You're too fucking naive to notice. So do me a favor and stay away from me this whole tour. Fuck you.” I spat my words at him, then jumped up and stomped away. I don’t see why I even went outside with him in the first place, he’s such an asshole and I’m glad I seen it this early. I don’t want to get close to some prick who thinks so highly of himself, and so lowly of others.

I don’t know what came over me, but once I saw the door to exit the venue, I went straight for it. My Dad was going to have to let me grow up one day, and today is going to be the day, if he likes it or not. I marched straight for the door, grabbing it and about to walk out right when my shoulder was grabbed. “Where do you think you're going, missy?” I heard the voice of my Mother.

“I’m just going out to the bus. I’m pretty tired so I wanted to get some rest before the show tonight.” I turned around, rubbed my eyes, and even did a fake yawn to get her to believe it.

“Oh, okay hun. Just make sure you have the bus driver lock the door once you are on there, don’t need a repeat of that time that crazy fan ran onto the bus and confessed her love to your Father.” She giggled and gave me a hug before walking away. I can’t believe I just lied straight to my Mom’s face. I mean, I’ve lied to them a lot. But always about just super small things, like if I ate my veggies or not. Never about something this big.

But instead of dwelling on it, I walked out of the venue and started my way to the bus. Once I knew I was in the clear, I started to take off running towards the road. I kept running on the sidewalk until I knew for sure no one around me knew who I was. I put up my hood, to go ahead and try to cover my face. That way, if someone did know who I was, and took a picture or something, my Dad wouldn’t be able to tell if it was actually me or not. Doing something like this, despite my parents, made me feel kinda good. I mean, I had always had free will to do whatever I wanted, inside the house at least. My Dad was so protective that he won’t even let me stay the night at a friends house.

I was only about an hour into my spontaneous walk when my phone started going crazy. I reached for it in my pocket and saw I was currently getting a call from my Dad. I also noticed I had fourteen text messages, and six missed calls. The calls were from my parents, and the texts were from everyone, uncle Zack, uncle Rian, uncle Jack, Mom, and Dad. Yep, I was dead, so, might as well go ahead and turn my phone off and continue walking, right? So that’s what I did. I felt pride in myself for doing something like this, somewhat taking a stand against my Dad. I came to a road where I had to cross over to get to the other side, and the light was on red, and the walk light was on green. So I took this chance to step out on the road, only to feel myself being yanked back.

Notes

Hey y'all! So, I changed my upload times, and put myself on a schedule like, two weeks ago or whatever. I am going to be updating my stories at least once every weekend. I have never had a schedule, but I will try my best to stick to it. Anyways, you would have had a chapter last weekend, but I lowkey forgot that writing was a thing. Haha. My bad.

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