‹ Prequel: My Angel
Status: Cancelled.

Let It Roll

Teenage dream.

"No, Ava." I said simply.

"Dad! You aren't fair!" my teenage daughter screamed, throwing her hands up in frustration.

"Ava, it is fair, we've talk about this, you know I can't let you go," I said with a shrug as I continued to scramble the eggs I had just cracked into a skillet.

"Dad! Come on! This is such bull-"

"Ava! Language." I said shaking my head at her.

She groaned, "Dad! It's freedom of speech! You should know all about that now shouldn't you mister rockstar?"

She continued to hover over me as I cooked, making me slightly irritated, she had been going on about this for twenty minutes now.

"Yes Ava, freedom of speech is fine as long as I don't catch you saying bad shit, yeah? Now, I already told you, you can't go to the concert. It's on a Monday, Ava, and I already let you go see enough concerts already this year, you're not being fair about this," I said with a shrug.

I scooped some of the eggs onto a plate and handed them to my daughter, she scrunched up her nose and crossed her arms.

"No way, I'm a vegan now, thanks father. And so what! It's on a Monday, so! Dad, please, please please?!" she continued to plea.

"Ah, right I forgot, it's the cool thing nowadays, huh? Stupid... Okay, I'll eat 'em then. Listen babe, you know you can't miss out on your guitar performance, I won't allow it. I know you want to see this band, but chances are, they'll be back soon, now please, can you drop this?" I asked, grabbing a fork and taking a bite of egg.

She frowned and her lip quavered as if she would cry, I hated it when she did that, it made me want to agree to whatever she wanted, but I couldn't do that, I had to be strong.

"But daddy...." she said in a small voice.

I shook my head and walked out of the kitchen and over to the kitchen table as she followed.

"I'm sorry Ava, no. And that's final."

Her sad, hurt expression changed suddenly into a stony glare, I smiled and continued to eat, this was the Ava I knew.

"You are the worst dad ever," she exclaimed, sitting down across from me.

I chuckled, "I know you must hate me now Ava but-"

"Oh, I don't hate you, Gaskarth," she said with a shrug.

"Oh really now, Gaskarth?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow at her.

"Nope. Because I can't even put into words how much I loath you right now!" she screamed.

I shook my head and continued to eat, "Ava Marie..."

"What?" she sneered, her arms crossed tightly around her chest.

"I love you." I said with a smile.

She simply made and face of disgust and shoved herself up off of the table.

"Piss off." she said as she walked away.

I sighed shook my head, slowly chewing my food.

"I have to go to the studio in an hour, be ready." I called, getting up off of the table to put my plate in the sink.

On this fine, Saturday afternoon, I was producing some new music with this new band, and usually Ava would tag a long with me. I liked it, hanging with her, she usually did to, but today I had a feeling she would be less then enthusiastic.

I went into my room and laid down on my bed, resting my hands behind my head as I stared up at the ceiling, thinking.

Ava was 15. I was now 34. It seemed like all the years had gone by so fast, like I blinked, and suddenly it was all gone. My little baby girl grew up from being a little innocent baby, into being an angsty teenager pretty quick. She reminded me so much of her mother it was insane, and it hurt.

I hadn't really found anyone quite like Aiden, and to be honest, I really was tired of searching so hard. I had also become content with the fact that I would definitely die alone. Yes alone, because Ava would definitely leave me as soon as she was old enough. I mean, sure we got a long most of the time, but she's always been independent, and I know she has big things planned for her future.

I felt my phone vibrate as I pulled it out of my pocket, I glanced at my phone and sighed, my best friend Jack was calling me.

"Sup?" I answered.

"What did you do to Avy Baby?" he asked with a dramatic sigh.

I groaned, "She's still pissed about the concert,"

He laughed, "Let her go dammit!"

I frowned and sat up, "No, Jack she had a performance that night! She can't, and how do you even know she's pissed, did she call you?" I asked, rubbing my forehead in annoyance.

"You act like that's a big deal... And no, she posted a status on facebook about it, and I quote, 'I fucking hate my dad....'" he chuckled as I felt my cheeks redden and my hand clench into a tight fist.

She really had some nerve. I was so tired of her giving me shit all the time, when all I was trying to do was what is best for her, and this is how she repays me. It's bullshit.

"Such a little god damn brat..." I said with a huff.

Jack laughed, "Well, she is your kid, and it got ten likes..." Jack retorted.

My mouth dropped, "Ten? What the fuck."

Jack laughed again, "Yup, and a comment from Destry, saying ,'But... But it's THE,' in all caps,' Alex Gaskarth! Bahaha....'"

I shook my head fighting a grin, Destry was Avas best friend, not to mention a complete smart ass, just like my lovely daughter.

"Little shits, the both of them, psh whatever, I gotta go, I'm heading to the studio in a few, wanna meet me there?" I asked as I got up off of my bed and walked to the door of my room.

"Yupp Yupp, I'll see ya in a few," he said.

I nodded to myself, "Right oh, see ya Jackary."

"Late," he responded before hanging up.

This was getting ridiculous, but, like Jack said, she is my kid, I should be used to it by now, I guess...but holy fuck, she can be a pill sometimes....
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