Tony's POV

"Adriana Sierra, do not throw your food!" I groaned. She was getting really badly behaved these days, maybe it was normal for a 4 year old but it was driving me insane.

"Daddy stop shouting." her cheeky grin appeared.

"I wasn't shouting princess." I smiled at her. 4 years down the line, things weren't any easier & I was still no good at this whole parenting thing. The rest of the guys helped but I wanted to be able to do this on my own. I wanted to prove I was capable of bringing her up myself. "Is your case packed?"

"Yesss.."

"Good girl, Uncle Jaime will be here soon. Go wait by the door." She ran off towards the door, sitting at the bottom step. Eagerly waiting for his arrival. Every single day she looked more & more like Bianca. Even at 4 years old she was just like her as well. She'd always ask where mummy was, I always told her the angels were looking after her.

"Where's my princess?" Jaime's voice came through my house. Adriana jumped up, hugging his legs tightly. He picked her up, ruffling her hair as he did so. "Ready kiddo?" She nodded, a wide grin on her face. "Mummy will be looking at us with the angels."

Both me & Jaime looked at each other. "Yeah she will honey." he gave her a gentle smile. My heart sank, hearing her say that broke my heart. He put her down & told her to go find some toys to bring with her.

"Tone?" he voice was behind me. I turned to face him. "You're doing well. Just look at her, she's a great kid."

"Yeah I know, but she's grown up like that. That's nothing to do with me." I sighed. I wasn't the perfect parent.

"She looks like B." his voice dropped a little.

"Yeah, a lot actually." It went silent as Adriana came bounding in the room, almost tripping up her own feet. "Careful princess."

***

"Uncle Mikey? Why does daddy cry at night?" My head shot up. Was she really asking him that? I was in the kitchen area, as they were in the living area.

"Because he misses your mummy." he simply said.

"Why did the angels take her?" I could feel myself beginning to well up. This is not a conversation I wanted to hear. I walked into the living area, sitting myself beside her. Mike looked at me with an apologetic look on his face.

"The angels wanted another special angel to join them." I smiled at her. She looked at me, questioning in her face. She nodded & jumped up, running the back off the bus. "You stupid fuck Tony..." I muttered.

"Don't be so hard on yourself, she's still learning." Mike placed a hand on my shoulder. I just got up & continued the cooking. Why was it so hard? 4 years down the line & I still couldn't bring myself to talk about her. I wasn't sure if this was good or not. Don't most people talk about their loved ones who have passed?

***

"She's asleep, finally after 4 stories." I yawned, laying on the floor. Jaime put his feet onto my back, leaving them there as we got ready to watch a movie. Sorry, we were now on our way to the north of the UK. Manchester to be precise. It was going to be a long drive.

"Do you ever think about what life would be like if she was still here?"

"It'd be perfect." I mumbled in response to Vic. They all agreed with me. Natalie came wandering in, she looked tired. "Is she sleeping yet?"

"No, but I can't stay with her. I'm having problems with her enough as it is." she sighed. "Vic, I need some sleep. I'm heading to bed."

"Alright, I'll check on her later." he waved at her. Vic & Natalie had their own child by now. 3 years of age. Frances they called her. She was a bit like Adriana, just not as naughty. It was quiet during the movie, usually someone would speak but no-one did.

***

"Dylan stop, you're making a mess" Mike's voice woke me up. I was still on the floor. I rubbed my eyes & sat up. Non other than Dylan Christopher Fuentes was stood in the kitchen area, looking up at his father.

"No!." his cocky attitude shining through. For a child of his age he was a cocky little shit.

Dylan was exactly the same age as Adriana. We soon learnt that it was a short fling between Mike & some chick. She didn't want the kid so we ended up with him. As you can tell, this tour bus was pretty full. Jaime had invited his girlfriend along so Natalie wasn't alone. Only one problem with that, Natalie couldn't stand her one bit.

The problem with Jaime's girlfriend is that ever since she found out about Bianca, she tried to be her. "Mikeyy!!" her voice was like nails on a chalkboard.

"Dyl....What is it Harriet?!" he shouted. You could see he was getting now. I didn't blame him, if I had a kid like Dylan I'd end up tearing my hair out.

"Does this look okay?" My eyes widened as I spotted the top in her hands.

"Why do you have that?" I spat towards her. This was the final straw.

"I found it at Jaime's house. It's pretty so I wanted it."

"You can't have it. Give it me." First she wanted to act like her, now she wants to be her? There was no way I was letting that happen. Dylan ran past me, into the back room joining the two girls in there. Mike let out a frustrated groan, snatching the top from Harriet. "You do not touch any of her clothes."

"This was Bianca's?" She was acting stupid. She knew full well it was hers. We both nodded. "All the more reason for me to have it."

"Get out." I shouted. She turned out & headed back to the bunks. I could hear her telling Jaime. Complaining how we were mean to her. He told her that we were right & she shouldn't touch her stuff.

This was going to be one hell of a tour & if I'm honest, it wasn't the good type. Things would be different if Bianca was still here. She would know how to deal with these things. With the children. She was good at taking control of things like that.

That was one of the things I loved about her, she was stubborn but she meant well by it.

I really missed my beautiful angel