3 weeks later.....
Gloria's POV
"Any luck?" Claire asked.
"She deactivated her Facebook a couple of days ago, and it looks like she hasn't been on any social networks lately" I sighed.
"Is she ignoring us?" Claire asked sadly.
"I don't know what is up with her. Maybe she completely forgot about us, maybe she wanted to start a new life without us" I sighed.
"Maybe what her mom said was true. Maybe she is insane, we just don't want to believe it" Claire said sadly.
"It can't be! Her mom is behind this! We just gotta reach her somehow!" I yelled.
"Gloria, if she deactivated her facebook a couple of days ago she saw our messages but she ignored them. I think its time to let go"
"But something isn't right here, I feel it" I whispered.
"Just let it go, we lost her" Claire whispered.
Sandra's POV
"Can you believe her? She must've hired someone to hack my Facebook and delete it. The same thing with the other websites, even my email. She's gone too far" I sighed.
"Why does she hate us? Thats all I wanna know" Abby sighed.
"Maybe because we both had kids at a young age?"
"It goes farther than that, I mean she never hugged us, or called us honey or sweaty, or baby. At least not when we were alone. You think we're not her kids?"
"Abby thats ridiculous. Of course we're hers, dad was there when we were born"
"Maybe we're not dad's kids"
"I dunno, only she knows the truth" I sighed.
"Thats true, so...you and Trey?" Abby asked nudging my side.
"We're just friends, you know who I love"
"Right Mr. Rockstar"
"Yup" I sighed.
"Can you come with me to work today. Chris wants to meet you"
I immediately spit out my coffee when she said that.
"Ew" Abby said getting up and bringing me towels to clean.
"He wants to meet me?!" I asked eagerly. She slowly nodded. I quickly got up and started fangirling,loudly.
*
"Can you take care of Brandy today?" I asked Trey. Today was his day off.
"Will you kiss me?" He smirked.
"Sandra!" Austin yelled running up to me and hugging me tightly.
"Probably not, but i'll kiss this one" I said hugging Austin tightly and kissing his forehead. He then kissed my cheek. I always get tingles when I hug him or even
touch him. I don't know why, but I always do. I've grown closer to Austin, but I don't know anything about the kid other than his name and that he's 4. I talk more with Trey. Apparently Austin's his little brother who was left an orphan when he was a newborn, because his mother died while giving birth. Their father had gone into depression because of his wife's death and ended up committing suicide in front of Trey. Trey quit school and raised Austin by himself. When Austin was 4 months old he got a job at Rock Records as a janitor. He always left Austin with his grandmother, but she passed away a few months ago. She was their only family left. Now they just have each other.
"Fine" Trey sighed.
"Fine you'll take care of my nephew or fine you give up on convincing me to kiss you?"
"Both, what time will you be back?" He asked as I let Austin go.
"I dunno, i'll call you" I said giving Brandy a hug. I then gave Trey a quick friendly hug and thanked him.
*
"Mr. Rock, here is my sister" Abby said as I walked in. His office was way bigger than Mark's. he had a bunch of guitars, and golden records on his walls. He had pictures of 22 Riot all over the place too, and pictures of his family. I also noticed a dart board with a picture of my dad in the center. I couldn't help but crack a smile at that.
"Please take a seat" He instructed. I quickly sat in front of him. The only people in here were Mark, Abby, me, and Chris Rock.
"Sandra Rodriguez, daughter of Jose Rodriguez" He said throwing a dart at the board with a picture of my dad.
"Ooh, right in the crotch" Mark said.
"Anyways, I haven't been in the music biz for a while now. I need to get back in it, and I need an undiscovered singer for that. I thought of you, for the job"
"Why me?" I asked.
"Your young, beautiful, fit, and your daughter of Jose"
"Why does it matter that i'm his daughter?" I asked.
"You ask too much questions" Mark spat.
"Well.." I said motioning for him to continue.
"Your dad will feel useless when he sees that because of me, you're successful. He'll feel weak useless, horrible, because he can't give you what I will" He smirked.
"What will you give me?" I asked.
"Fame, fortune, magazine covers, fashion lines, you name it. Isn't that what you've always wanted? To be a rockstar just like daddy?"
"I can't betray my father like that. If I work with you, it'll tear him to pieces. Its like if i'm switching sides to enemy territory" I said sadly.
"I thought he disowned you? Thats what Mark said" Chris said sliding a paper towards me.
I can't betray my father like that, can I? But then again, he hates me according to my mother. What if she's lying? What if he doesn't hate me? But this is an opportunity of a lifetime. My dad will never give me the chance to be a rockstar. He's always said no. This is my choice. I'm 18 years old, and I wanna roll with the big leagues, even if it means joining the enemy.
"Hand over a pen" I smirked. I quickly skimmed the contract, always read things first. It seemed about right. Chris will get 43% of my income, which isn't that bad. I quickly signed it. I've wanted this for years, and now I have it. The world is mine.
"Why don't we go look around the building? You're going to be here alot" He said sticking out his elbow for me. I quickly wrapped my arm around his and then we walked out of his office.
*
"And finally, this is the recording studio" He said opening the only door left to see. We've been seeing things for 4 hours! Thats how big the building is, and we only saw some things, not everything.
"Wow" Is all I could say. This studio was about two times bigger than my dad's. it was beautiful, ad had a bunch of buttons in front of the actual booth. He had giant tv's, a sofa, and a mini fridge.
"May I interest you in some wine?" He asked opening the fridge. Woah, it was filled with quality, highly expensive drinks.
"No thanks" I said still looking around.
"Do you like the studio?" He asked.
"Its, its marvelous. Am I really going to work here?"
"Yes you are, now I gotta make some phone calls before I leave. I'll ask Abigail for your number and call you later. I don't know much of you, but if you can write songs that'd be great. Try to write 3 songs, and we'll see which one can get you on the boards. Or else we'll just buy one" He said before walking out.
I just nodded and kept looking around. It was all worth it, because now i'm with the enemy, which means if I haven't yet, i've definitively lost my family. Best decision i've made in my whole life.
1 week later....
I slowly walked into the coffee shop and looked around. Nope, no sign of him. I sighed and took a seat, maybe he's late.
Today is the day Harry's suppose to meet up with me in the Cafe. He's all i've been thinking about the past month. Maybe he forgot about me? Maybe I was just his toy, thats why he wanted me to stay. Ugh, don't think that. I'll just wait for an hour and if he doesn't show i'm out.
"Miss, what would you like?" A waitress asked.
"Just bring me a coffee and a piece of chocolate cake" I said nicely.
"It'll be right up" She said rapidly, then she walked away.
Well, minus well work on my song. I've finished 2 songs already, I just need to make one last one.
2 hours later....
I was just about done with the first verse when my phone started ringing like crazy.
"Hello"
"Sandra, its me Chris"
"Hey Chris"
"Hey, I just wanted to let you know that we need to start recording this afternoon, so be here at about 2 or 3. We really gotta get going"
"Oh, ok. I'm just meeting up with an old friend, i'll be there as soon as possible"
"Well if it gets late, your friend can come with you. If you haven't seen each other in a while I think you need to bond"
"We'll see, thanks Chris"
"Ok, bye, don't be late"
"I won't bye"
I then hung up. Dam its almost lunch time, this place is going to get packed soon. I guess he never showed, he never really loved me. I'm not going to cry about it though, my dreams about to come true. Its time to be happy not sad. He's been left behind with my past.
I quickly grabbed my notebook and phone and got up. I then left a couple bucks as tip for the waitress.
"Have a good day" The waitress said picking up her money. I just smiled and nodded and headed out the door.
"Excuse me miss, can I ask you a question?" A guy said running up to me. He had a beanie, covering his hair and glasses on. I couldn't really tell who it was, but something told me it was Harry, but where's the accent?
"Sure" I said nervously.
"There's this girl I really love, but I don't know if she feels the same"
"Harry?" I asked trying to take off his glasses, but the guy slapped my hand away.
"Its Marcel" He said seriously.
"No its Harry" I said with no expression.
"Marcel" He said taking a step towards me.
"Oh ok, I could've sworn you were Harry" I said taking a step back.
"As in Harry Styles?" He asked. Ok, now i'm definitely sure its Harry. So he wants to play like that? Bring it Styles.
"No, forget it. I gotta go now, i'm suppose to meet up with my boo in like 20 minutes. Nice meeting you Marcel" I said shaking his hand.
"Who's your boo?" He asked still shaking my hand.
"My boyfriend, I really gotta get going" I said trying to walk away, but he wouldn't let go of my hand. He pulled me back making me crash into him.
"I'm not letting go again" He whispered in my ear. Alright, the accent was thick now.
"Neither am I babe" I whispered wrapping my arms around his neck. A giant smile formed on his lips as I got closer and closer. He made the first move by crashing his lips onto mine. Slowly and gently we kissed each other. We kept the same pace, neither one of us speeding up the slightest. We just let our lips do the work. After what felt like ages, he pulled away.
"I'm sorry i'm late, there was like hundreds of girls and photographers blocking the way out of my hotel and its hard to get out. I tried to get here earlier but it was useless"
"Hotel? You're staying in San Diego for a while?"
"Yea, me and the boys got concerts and other stuff to do here, we also get alot of time off, so I can spend time with you"
"The boys are here?" I asked.
"Back at the hotel, we arrived at 3 in the morning so they were still asleep when I left"
"Can we go see them?"
"Ok, the hotel's only 5 blocks down" He said grabbing my hand and walking.
Throughout the whole walk he said sweet things about me and we talked and made plans. At the hotel, we went through the back door and took the stairs so the fans wouldn't see us. It was barely lunch time so I had about 2 hours to hang out with Harry and the boys.
"So where are you staying?" He asked as he opened the door.
"With Abby and Brandy, they live in an apartment so it isn't like a total million bucks place, but its cute" I shrugged walking in.
"Cute?" He chuckled.
"Yea" I sighed throwing myself on the bed.
"You know we're alone right now" He said wiggling his eye brows.
"You're right, call over the guys" I said running over to the phone.
"Thats not what I had in mind" He said grabbing my waist and throwing me on the bed, he then threw himself on top of me.
"Let's finish what we started" He whispered kissing my neck.
"Let's not" I said trying to push him off but he wouldn't budge. It was like he was stuck on me with super duper glue.
"Harry stop" I said still trying to push him off, nothing.
"Stop or i'll scream" I threatened.
"You wouldn't dare" He whispered in between kisses.
"Try me" I spat.
"AAH-" I yelled but was cut off by his lips crashing into mine. I kissed back, roughly. I shoved my tongue into his mouth. We fought for dominance and I won. When he was distracted enough, I pushed him off of me and ran. I really couldn't run anywhere so I ran into the bathroom. I then locked the door and curled up into a little ball against the door.
What the hell just happened? Was he trying to rape me?! Abby was right, I was just his toy! I'm so fucking stupid! I should've listened to her. I should've never came, I should've just stayed home.
"Babe, i'm sorry I wasn't going to hurt you" I hear Harry yell. I don't respond though, I just sit there and stare at nothing. Maybe I can get out through the window. Fat chance, even if I could, this is the 25 floor, i'll die when I land.
"Please open the door! I'm sorry!" He yelled.
I slowly get up and unlock the door. In front of me stands Harry, who doesn't even look at me, he just stares at the floor.
"I'm going home" I muttered, trying to walk, but he blocks the whole doorway.
"Harry move" I yell.
"No" He slowly looks up and smiles at me. What the hell is wrong with this boy?! Move means move!
"Move!" I yell trying to push him, but i'm just not strong enough.
"I'll only move if you agree to be my girlfriend"
I stopped trying to leave when he said those words. A small smile formed on my lips.
"So is that a yes or a no?" He asked with a giant smile.
"Ok" I whispered.
"Can I kiss you?" He asked nervously. I slowly nodded. He didn't waste anytime thinking, he immediately crashed his lips into mine. I could tell he was nervous because debated on grabbing my waist or not. He also never asked for entrance. I slowly grabbed his hands and put them on my waist, then I wrapped my arms around his neck. Feeling satisfaction, I let out a low moan, making him chuckle.
"Are we interrupting something?" Someone said making us pull away really fast.
"Louis you scared me" Harry said angrily.
"Look who finally decides to show up. Dude everyone's worried sick about you. We've been calling you and trying to contact you on social networks and you just never respond" Louis said.
"My phone broke so I had to get a new one, and I forgot all my passwords, so I couldn't log into any social networks" I lied.
"See Lou, nothing to worry about"
"What an idiot. Anyways, you're dad really wants to see you, so i'll go tell him your here. I'll be right back" Louis said running off into some random direction.
"What really happened?" Harry asked seriously.
"My mom cut off my phone, credit card, you name it. She also hacked my accounts and deleted or deactivated all of them. She told me that if I ever step foot in the house again, she'd kidnap Brandon from Abby. I couldn't let that happen so I just sat down and watched everything happen" I sighed.
"Why didn't you contact me or Gloria? We've all been worried about you" Harry asked hugging me tightly.
"Because she threatened to ruin my life" I sighed.
"Sandra?" My dad asked walking into the room.
"Father" I said slowly walking up to him.
"I missed you honey" He said pulling me into a hug. I hugged him back tightly, also letting out a few tears.
"I'm sorry" I cried.
"Sorry for what?" He asked confused.
"Just forget it" I sighed pulling away from him.
"I have great news for you, Juan got the results back. They love your voice, they're making your dream come true. You're going to be a rockstar!" My dad yelled happily.
I just stood there shocked. I'm screwed....