*Aleah's POV*
At about 6:30, I the girls and I were completely ready, and my dad just got home. "Hey, dad-" I stopped as I noticed the woman standing next to him with her hands on his arm. "Is this…?" I asked quietly.
"Aleah, this is Veronica Miller." He said happily.
"Yeah, I know who she is. This is Jordan's mother!" I'd met Veronica once after a fight with Jordan my freshman year of high school. I broke Jordan's nose and her mom tried to press charges. Fortunately, security cams caught Jordan starting the fight.
A terrible look crossed my father's face. He new the whole story, considering he was the only one there for me growing up. He was away on business when it happened though, so he'd never actually met either of them.
"You never told me your daughter is the one who assaulted my Jordan!" She hissed, not breaking eye contact with me. "And she's been harassing my daughter as well!"
"Listen," my father said calmly, "I'm sure we can work this out and all find a way to be civil."
"Hey babe!" Tony walked in to the room with an excited smile.
"Antonio!" Veronica yelled, opening her arms like she expected a hug.
"Babe…?" I said, as I looked at Tony with a very confused expression.
"Oh, he used to be at our house all the time with that lovely girl, Cara. The two of you were soo cute! Too bad you broke up." That was when I got really confused. Tony told me that he and Cara had just hooked up a few times, and were never really 'together.'
"No, it's not." Tony responded blandly.
"We should leave now, dad. We have to be there by seven." I said angrily. I made my way back to the jam room where the girls and Ben were getting warmed up. "TIme to head out, guys." I informed them. Tony was going to the Fuentes' house to get Mike and Jaime, who was already there.

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Once we got there, we started setting up. We wanted to go first so we could just leave after. Soon, the guys appeared in the small auditorium. As expected, Vic was not among them. We did our song, got little response, then packed up and went back to my place. It was just kids from school, so we didn't expect any reaction. The real test would be playing at my uncle's rock bar Friday.

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"We did pretty awesome though, if you ask me." Ben said enthusiastically once we reached the jam room in my house.
"I agree!" I said as I gave him a hug. The girls came back to put away their stuff then left to party with Mike and Jaime.

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After Ben left, my dad texted me to come to the living room. "I understand that you are not fond of Veronica," my dad said sadly. It was just the two of us sitting there. "and I want you to be happy. So, if there are any problems, you tell me, and I'll talk to her. I didn't choose your mother over you, and I won't choose Ronni over you, either." The nickname irritated me, but I deeply appreciated what he was saying to me. "Perry, bring her present out!" My dad yelled. A moment later, Tony walked into the room holding in his hands, the most beautiful guitar I'd ever seen.
"Oh my god, dad! That's-"
"The one you made online." He said with a victorious grin. I'd gone online and customized a guitar, and my dad got it made.
"I love you!" I squealed as I ran over to hug my father.

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About an hour later, my dad left to spend the night with Veronica.
"Hey." Tony greeted me with a smile as he entered my bedroom. I was just sitting on my bed IMing my friend Ashley. We'd met at Warped a few years back, and we've been best internet friends ever since. She's starting a band, too. New Years Day, they're calling it.
"Hi." I responded sourly. I was still sort of irritated that Tony lied about how serious he was with Cara.
"You okay, babe?" He questioned as he approached my bed.
"Just fine." I still hadn't looked at him once.
"Well if I know anything about you, 'fine' means 'pissed' so why don't you just tell me what's on your mind?" He sat down and tried to put an arm around me, but I pulled away.
"Why don't you go ask Cara." It slipped out. I knew instantly that it would hail a shit storm.
"Veronica just has it out for you! Yeah, maybe I was a bit more involved with Cara than I told you, but we just met when I told you that!" He went on a bit more, but I stopped listening to his anger and just let the tears run down my face as I imagined my nightmare becoming a reality.
I didn't hear his words, but I noticed them stop. "I need a blunt." I mumbled, standing up from my bed and walking over to pull my weed out from the bin where I keep a ton of old magazines. Mike and I's 'secret spot'.
"Why do you do this shit?!" Tony asked in an irritated voice as he walked over to where I stood, holding my joints.
"Have you ever really danced on the edge?" I asked him quietly.
"I've never done any drugs, no." He responded, still angry. "And I don't plan on it." I thought about his words for a moment before slipping the blunt back into it's spot and returning to my bed. "You still mad?"
"Not at you, Tone." I whispered, tears streaming down my face.
"Can I stay with you tonight?" He asked me, his voice breaking a bit. "I don't sleep at all without you pressed up against me."
"I love you Tony. Can we just forget this all happened?" I asked as we got cuddled up.
"All what?" I could hear the mischief in his voice.
"All this Cara shit." I said blankly.
"Who the fuck is Cara?!"
"You're the fucking best." I slept better that night than I had in years.

Notes

this chapter is shit, im so sorry. i have a big long term plan but idk how to fill the time. anyhoozles, ily guys so much, and thank you for reading. tell me what you think below!

QOTD: How's the bar show gonna go?

{Title Credit To: Sleeping With Sirens}