What Do You Mean M.Shadows Is My Dad?

I was sitting in the bedroom of the foster home I got dropped in hating every minute. They have been trying to find my dad for the last month they can’t trace anything, I think they should just stop trying my mother was a druggie whore. Of course I would love to know who my father would who wouldn’t if they didn’t have a father and there mother OD. But I lost hope in finding him 10 years ago when I was 7.

I am sitting in this room that has puke green walls with my cigarette in hand thinking about who my dad could be. Would he be some crusty old man? Would he be dead? Would he be a druggie? Or drug dealer? There are so many possibilities with my mom. I heard a knock on the door not caring if they found me smoking or not.

"Come In" I yelled then Crystal came in she was the person who 'ran' this foster home. She was a huge bitch to me but really who isn’t?

"We found your dad Sugar." Crystal grins. Of course she would be happy

"Is that so?" I asked not really caring, they probably got the birth certificate from the hospital but you know she isn’t smart enough to think about that. She just asked for them to fax it to her like two days ago.

"Yes would you like to know who he is?" I see a glint of jealousy in her eyes.

"Who?" I acted interested as I put out my smoke

"Matthew Sanders. Or M.Shadows from a band called avenged sevenfold?" She smiled

"Ok yeah and I’m dating synyster fucking gates from avenged sevenfold" I rolled my eyes as 5 very intimidating tattooed men walked in. My jaw dropped as I saw avenged sevenfold standing in front of me. "Uhm Crystal. When did you find this out?"

"Yesterday... Sorry I forgot to tell you." She shrugged.

"Of course you would forget stupid whore!" I yelled lighting another cigarette.

"Don’t talk to me like that I’m going to let you get to know your father and his friends while you pack. And could you please put that out?" She asks walking out. I roll my eyes and take another drag.

"So you’re my dad?" I ask after about 5 minutes of awkward silence

"Yeah I guess I am." He shrugged.

"You know my mom could have just put that on the birth certificate you know she might have guessed she is well was quite the whore." I said.

"What happened to her?" He asked as him and his friends sit beside me

"She over dosed" I shrugged

"You don’t seemed harmed at all by that?" He made it sound like a question

"To be honest here is better than there she was high 24/7 but I cant really talk cause I was to so it doesn’t matter but still me and her never talked I’m surprised I even lived until I could take care of my self if I were you I wouldn’t even take me. I’m going to leave here anyway. But it doesn’t bug me it hurt watching her do that and she obviously didn’t care or love me to do that. I don’t even think she ever even told me once she loved me. Once me and she were really high and she told me she was going to get a abortion but she didn’t have enough money. There’s my life well was now I’m just a druggie kid who is being forced on a superstar. Any more questions?" I asked

"Uhm no. But I want to take you because you’re my daughter. And I’m sorry about that I would have took you but I obviously just found out." I decided to push farther to see how far I can tell him till he breaks

"Do you know what its like to find your mom on the bed with a guy and there passed out and you just want to forget but you can’t because it happens every night?" I asked

"No" He said looking at me questionably

"I do the first time I found her like that I was 3 and didn’t understand and I scared the guy cause I called him dad so he left and mom smacked me even know I was only 3. Do you know what it feels like to make life feel like a dream cause I’m to high to remember anything but I keep high so I can remember everything and you got high so much that you remember when your high?" I pushed more

"No" I saw his eyes water and I laughed

"Well I do. Do you know what its like to find your mom dead with a note that reads 'I couldn’t live like this and I hate you for ruining my life to my daughter Sugar?" I ask smiling wide

"No I don’t. I’m sorry" He whispers as a tear rolls down his cheek

"Sorry isn’t going to take my life and put a better one in the way. And I don’t think you can do that either know one can help me." I glared

"That’s what were here for. Were here to make your life better so were going to pack your things up and leave" The rev smiles and they all start packing.

"Whatever" I close my eyes hoping everything was just a fucked up dream after going home high finding my mom with someone else.