Daughter of Kellin Quinn

*Copeland’s POV*

I’m done for sure. I’m not letting him know who I am. I guess I’m stuck rejecting him. I hope he doesn’t take it to the heart.

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It was a Tuesday afternoon, and I had a shitload of homework to do. So I realize I can’t go anyway. But I still want to. I was sitting on the couch doing my math when my phone buzzed next to me. I looked at my text.

Bryan.

Oh no. He’s probably asking me if we’re still on for later. I sighed and read the text.

Query: Hey, so what time do ya want me to pick u up?

Me: umm, well see the thing is…I can’t necessarily go.

Query: oh…

There was disappointment in his text. I could feel it.

Query: is there a specific reason why or???

I closed my eyes, not wanting to reply to his message. I was picturing him not understanding if I tell him. Should I tell him? No, I can’t. But…

Query: Danielle, u there? he said sending me another text.

Me: Oh yeah. Uh…

I really wanna tell him. I trust him. He’s a real sweet heart and he wouldn’t hurt a fly, right? Right?!

Me: I need to tell you something, but promise you won‘t tell anyone? I mean really don‘t even mention it towards other ppl.

Query: okay

That’s it? I need more than that.

Me: no, I mean I need ur trust 2 know that u will keep ur word

Query: u have my word

Oh my God. He texted me that so damn quick! Ugh, that doesn’t help. I’m honestly so nervous to tell him who I am.

Me: kk…wait, can u call me in like 3 mins? I need 2 pee…

Query: okay

I threw my phone on my bed and sprinted to the bathroom. I stood in front of the mirror and stared at my reflection. Should I tell him? I don’t know. But I have his trust. I can do it. Just remember what you’re doing I told myself.

I came back and my phone was vibrating. But it wasn’t Bryan that was calling me. It was my dad.

“Dad?”

“Yeah, Cope, I’m not coming home till late today. So don’t wait up, alright? Mom will be home late too. She called me and said she’s working late for Anthem Made. And I’m busy working on this new album.”

I’m home by myself for the whole night? Boring. "Alright. Wait, what time do you think you will be home?”

“Late. That’s all I can say.”

“And how about the time for mom?”

“Probably around the time I come home.”

“Okay, bye, dad,” I said warmly.

“Bye, baby.” And he hung up. If he’s coming home late with my mom, then maybe I can hang out with Bryan after I tell him my secret. I won’t be so nervous anymore.

My phone vibrated again. My hands were cold and clammy. I pressed the green button.

“Hey.”

“Hey, are you okay?” he said sounding concerned.

“I’m fine.”

“So what did you wanna tell me, huh?”

I took a deep breath and let it all out. “Okay, so remember, you must not tell a soul.”

“I promise.”

There was a long pause before I spoke.

“I’m Copeland Quinn Bostwick.” There I said it. I can’t believe I just exposed my true identity to him. I hope I don’t regret it in the end.

“E-Excuse me?” he said with confusion in his voice.

“I’m Kellin Quinn’s daughter.”

“Are you talking about the guy in Sleeping with Sirens?!”

“Yes.”

“The lead singer?”

“Yes…”

“Like the badass with Jesse, Gabe, Jack, and Justin?!”

“Yes!” I sound like a broken record.

“Cool. He’s awesome and all, but he sings like a girl.”

Hold the fuck up… “Woah, woah! Never insult someone in a band. They give it their all! He’s my dad and no offense, but I’m pretty sure he can get more ass than you can.” I shoved my hand over my mouth because I swear I was about to burst out laughing.

He giggled. “Are you dissing me?”

“Yeah, I am,” I chuckled.

“Wow, so straight forward, cutie. That’s why I like you.”

D-Did he just say he liked me?! “I…I uh, ummm…like you too.”

“Good shit. Which is why I’m trying to take you out, but you’re not letting me! Now why can’t you go?”

“I think I can go now. I already told you my darkest secret. But I still can’t tell you where I live. I’m not risking it. All the fan girls…I can’t do it. Sorry.”

“It’s fine. So I can take you out? Like in a little bit?” he asked excitedly.

“Yeah, I need to get dressed. Where should we meet up?”

“Does the Starbucks near the gas station sound okay?”

“Sounds like a plan to me!” I cheered. “What time though?”

“Around six?”

“Great. I like it.”

“Alright, it’s a date then. Well, see ya, cutie.”

My heart filled with joy and my stomach fluttered with butterflies and excitement.

I could not wait to go out with Bryan. I just hope that I didn’t make a mistake in telling him my secret. But I still have to keep in mind everyone in school will see me walking with him. Me and Bryan aren’t dating, but I wouldn’t mind if we did. I’d love to date him. Maybe things are looking up after all.

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“You’re going on a date?” Tony asked me while I was applying blush to my face.

“Yeah,” I smiled. He looked a little distressed. “Everything okay?” I asked, walking over to him and placing my hand on the edge of his shoulder.

“I didn’t know…you were dating someone,” he said, turning away staring out the window.

I rested my hand under his chin and rotated his face toward me. “We’re not dating, Tony. He’s just trying to make it up to me.”

He gave me a questioning stare. “Make it up to you?”

I never told him that Bryan tried to make a move on me. But he was drunk so I let him off the hook. “Yeah, he kind of yelled at me out of his own anger. He was mad and took it out on me.” I just lied. I hate lying to Tony. But sometimes, I just have to.

“Oh, well don’t have too much fun if you know what I’m saying,” he winked. “Oh, wait, did you ask your parents?”

No. “Yeah, they said it’s okay.”

*Tony’s POV*

You're such a fucking liar! Your dad would never let you go out on a date! Especially with a boy he doesn’t know. “Are you lying to me?”

“What? No!” she screamed, folding her arms across her chest.

I smirked at her. “Why are yelling then? You think you’re slick? Trying to run out of here with asking your parents?”

She orbited her body around and got up from the bed. She folded her arms again and walked towards the mirror.

“Come here,” I said patting the spot next to me. She walked slowly towards me, her arms still folded and head facing the ground. I pulled her arm out of the fold and dragged her in my lap.

I pouted my lips. “Are you lying to me, Cope?” I whispered. She shook her head. “You don’t have to be scared to tell me stuff. But, you know, if you’re not comfortable explaining something to me, you don’t have to.” She hugged me tightly and I rubbed circles on her back. “Please, just don’t do anything I wouldn’t. Boys are a-”

“Assholes, I know,” she chuckled cutting me off.

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*Copeland’s POV* -after dinner and movie-

“That was fantastic!” I cheered clapping my hands.

“I knew you’d like it. Was the food okay?”

“Amazing,” I smiled widely.

“And the movie?”

“Quite nice.”

“I’m happy you enjoyed yourself.”

We limited our driving time. I didn’t know where we were going. “So where are we headed?” I asked, staring out the window of his car. The sky was blue-black and all the stars were out.

“You’ll see.”

I glaced at the clock on my phone. It was getting really late. “You know, I should start heading home.”

“No no! You can stay for a little longer! I have a surprise that I don’t want you to miss.”

He pulled up at a hill. We got out of the car and walked up the hill holding hands. We paused right at the top and looked down at the city.

My eyes widened with shock. “This…this is absolutely beautiful, Bryan!” He leaned his head sideways in search of my hand and grabbed it.

“Which is more than I can say for you, Copeland.”

I faced him. “You’re not calling me Danielle anymore I see,” I smiled.

He laughed. “Well, it’s not your real name, cutie. I would like to call you by your given name, not something you made up.”

We both giggled for a short amount of time and sat on the hill. We gazed at the night sky. Stars twinkled in the moonlight. Not too many clouds were out tonight. The moon was enormous and bright, just the way I like it.

I tilted my head in the crook of his neck.

This is perfect.

“I’ll be right back.” He got up and went to go snatch a blue blanket from underneath the back seat.

I texted Tony telling him where I am, just in case I didn’t come home in time. I figured Bryan would want me to stay longer. He was so excited to show me this.

I got up and he unfolded the cover, sprawling it across the ground. He leaned his back on the blanket, forcing his whole body to lay out and stare at the sky. I stared at him and he laughed. He grabbed my arm and gently pulled me closer to him.

“Thanks for coming here and not rejecting me.”

“It’s no problem, Bryan.” He stared at me the whole time until the stars lost my attention. “What?” I examined him, smiling like a fool.

“Nothing, you just look beautiful.” He repositioned his head every single second I stared at him. The butterflies piled up in my stomach. The tingles ran all the way up my spine. My cheeks started to turn red and my hands were sweaty. He leaned in closer and closer, but I turned away.

“I really need to get going,” I said sadly before our lips touched. I could sense he was really upset. I really wanted to kiss him, but I feel so guilty and I don’t have a clue why.

“Is there something wrong with my breath? Why didn’t you kiss me? I thought you liked me.” Bryan pouted and looked me in the eyes. “Well?! Did I do something wrong?! I’m waiting for an answer! What’s wrong with you? Tell me, damn you! What is it, huh?!”

I think I just discovered the Bryan I was trying to unlock. The true Bryan, when he believes he messed up in the process of making something perfect, he has a panic attack. I don’t want him thinking he did something wrong when he didn’t. I just felt so damn guilty if I kissed him. I never had my first kiss and having it with Bryan…it didn’t feel right.

“I’m waiting for a fucking answer!”

Is this Mike Fuentes Junior I’m sensing? He goes off just like Mikey did when there’s a problem. Just like when I ate his pizza rolls, he flipped a shit.

“There’s nothing wrong with you, I promise! I just…I don’t know. I just feel like-”

“What?! Did I do something?”

“No, but I-”

“I’m done trying.” He got up and walked away. I chased him down, trying to get his attention.

“Bryan please! Everything you did was great. You did nothing wrong!” I yelled. I approached him. “Bryan I-” An agonizing slash struck my face. He hit me. I can’t believe he just did that! I thought he was different. I never thought Bryan would actually take a step further the wrong way into abuse and slap me. It hurt really badly. My face turned a bright pink.

“GET AWAY FROM HER!” I heard from a distance.

Tony.

“COPELAND, BACK UP!”

I ran over to him telling him that everything was alright. He skidded past me and threw big right hands and kicks at Bryan. I dashed over to them.

“Tony, stop it! TONY, STOP!” I tried holding him back, but he was too strong. “You’re hurting him! GET OFF OF HIM! HE DIDN’T DO ANYTHING!”

Tony haulted his kicks towards Bryan’s torso. I’m pretty sure he broke his ribs because he wasn’t moving. Only painful groans escaped his mouth.

Tony turned to me. “He just slapped you! I saw him! Don’t you dare say he didn’t do anything!”

“It didn’t even hurt that much! Leave him alone!” I pushed passed him and comforted Bryan. He didn’t want comforting because he got up and ran to his car.

Before he got in his car, he screamed, “We’re done! Don’t even try talking to me in school anymore! Fuck you!” And just like that, he drove off, leaving me and Tony by ourselves.

A pool of hot tears filled my eyes. He’s gone. He doesn’t like me anymore. He doesn’t want me to talk to him anymore. He doesn’t want anything to do with me because of Tony.

I turned to him. More tears ran down my cheeks. “How. Could. You?” \

He gave me questioning look. “What are you talking about?”

“YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT! He just left and now he‘s never going to talk to me again! I still like him! It‘s all your fault! I hate you!”

“He slapped you right across your face! And you’re telling me that you still like him?! Who the fuck still likes someone after they get hit? And besides, I told you not to stay out long. You never listen to me! You’re still a child.”

I shooed my way passed him. I covered my face and began to cry. I thought to myself. What if Bryan tells my secret to the school? He pretty much knows who I am now! He just saw Tony in real life so everything I told him was believable. I don't want him revealing my secret. This whole thing just pissed me off. I don't know what to do anymore. If he tells someone, it will spread across the whole school. I cried more just thinking of what possible damage Bryan could do to me.

I yelled from a distance. “I hate you, Tony! I fucking hate you! Don’t you ever talk to me again! Leave me alone, you hear me? Don’t text me, call me, visit me, nothing. Ugh, just fucking die!” I ran home as fast as I could. I didn’t want to ever see his face again. I hope he dies and never comes back.

I hate you Tony Perry. I hate you.