This archive really needs pairings other than Zevie, and more fan fictions period. I want a little variety, am I the only one that feels that way? More than likely… Anyway I wanna write more, none Zevie fanfics. Yes, that was a little rant.

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The car in their driveway instantly had a grin spreading over her face, her awful day forgotten. The girl quickened her pace as she entered the house and into the living room. "Dad!" The girl shouted and found herself wrapped in a warm strong embrace. Tears sprang up behind her eyes but it was important for her to swallow them. She quickly pulled away. "What are you doing here?"

The tall man smiled down at her his eyes glancing towards the woman to their left, quietly sipping on a glass of brown alcohol. "I saw that you you've been calling a lot lately and wanted to come by and make certain everything was alright."

Kacy tensed and glanced at her mother. The woman was watching her closely her face unreadable. "Y- Yeah, I missed you was all." She turned back to her dad.

The man patted her head affectionately. "How about we go to that restaurant you were telling me about?"

Kacy nodded happily. "That's a great idea. I'll go put my bag away." The girl turned around and headed towards her room. She came back a second later. "I'm ready."

"Let's go then." The man said.

"Don't forget your diet." Her mother's voice made her pause in following her dad out. The girl turned around and nodded curtly before quickly scrambling after her dad. (1)

Kacy decided to screw her diet and ordered a big plate of 'LeTony's' spaghetti. Her dad was home and she wanted to forget for a second trying to be perfect, her mother, and Zander and Stevie.

The waiter took their menus and Kacy smiled nervously at her dad. He looked worried which didn't go unnoticed by her. He stomach churned sickly. "So how are Megan and the twins?" Kacy asked to fill the quiet. Honestly she really didn't wanna hear anything about the family her dad had replaced his first one with. Though she couldn't blame her dad for getting away from her oppressive, vindictive, malicious mother, leaving her had hurt no matter how much she understood his actions. Such as missed birthdays, unanswered calls, and broken promises. Her mother has money, and she hadn't made their divorce easy on her father. Her mother got full custody and didn't have to let he father see her, and she rarely saw him.

"Great," he grinned at her and instantly dug into his back pocket for his wallet and removed two photos. "They're getting so big now."

Kacy forced a smile and looked at her five year old half-siblings. They look happy. "They're adorable."

Her father nodded and looked at her closely. "Are you certain everything alright? How is your mom treating you? You said she had gotten better about…" He trailed off.

Kacy bit her bottom lip and nodded numbly. Their plates arrived and Kacy smile and picked up her fork twiddling it in her hands. She was really hungry.

"Kacy…" Her dad began. His remorse tone made her look up, and frown worriedly her food forgotten. "I came to visit you today because I have to tell you something."

Kacy put her fork down, and slid her cramping hand under her to hide her anxiety. "Go on."

"Megan and I are moving to Mexico. I got a really good job offer there." He told her watching her closely for a reaction.

"Can I go with you?" He hadn't expected those to be her first words. "Maybe mom will let me go, if we both ask. I- I'll do…"

"You can't go, Kacy." His words stopped her rambling. "Your mother won't allow it." Her dad quickly added. "I thought you had a new boyfriend and a band? Why would you wanna leave that?"

Kacy lowered her eyes and shook her head. Her spasms were racing up her arm now and she tried to moderate her breathing. She hadn't brought her pills.

"Are you alright?" Her father asked panic clear in his voice. "Do you need your medication?"

Kacy quickly shook her head. "No, I'm fine. I just… I wish I could go." A smile appeared on her face that looked more like a grimace. "I missed you dad." She wasn't going to push the issue. It was already her fault her dad had to put up with the crazy that is her mother. She was happy he had found a job after her mom had made nearly impossible too with her connections. Her mom had enough power to make and break anyone.

He nodded uncertainty not believing her. "We'll our food is getting cold." He motioned towards her food.

Kacy looked down at her food her face twisted in disgust her appetite vanishing. "I'm not really hungry anymore. Can you take me home?"

Her father looked upset but nodded. "If that's what you want."

Kacy moved the bag that contained her food from the restaurant from her right hand to her left, to make it easier to open their door. She looked behind her and forced a smile and a weak wave at her father, who waved back before backing out and leaving.

Kacy hand dropped like lead as soon as her father was out of sight and she hesitantly turned and entered her home. Her closing the wooden door echoed throughout the quiet home making her flinch.

"Back already, Kacy?" Her mother's voice called from the living room.

No other choice the girl shuffled into the living room and grinned forcefully at her mother, who was shifting through paperwork. "Yeah…"

Her mother's hardened gaze made the girl tense. The woman's dark eyes landed on the white box clutched in Kacy's slightly shaking hand. "How was dinner? What was it you had?"

"I- its spaghetti, I didn't eat any of it."

Her mother's face turned disapproving. "You're going to have to do three hours for that."

"But… I didn't eat it." The girl tried to reason.

The woman leaned forward in her chair. "Are you arguing with me?" The woman's tone had grown low with warning.

"No." Kacy answered quickly.

"Then three hours it is, Kacy."

Kacy nodded simply and turned on her heels and vanished upstairs, and returned a few minutes later in work out gear. She followed her mother into their gym and wrapped her arms around herself as the woman began setting up settings for the elliptical. Kacy got on when motioned and began at a steady jog. Her mother stood directly in front of it and watched. One hour later Kacy was sweating profusely - her mother held a clear water bottle in her hand but offered none to her sweating daughter.

Kacy stumbled but quickly caught herself. "Can you be any more of a disappointment?" Her mother's words entered her like a toxic fog. She was used to hearing things like this, but it always hurt her. Why does she hate me? She thought gloomily.

It was a question she had been asking herself for as long as she could remember. Her mother had always seemed to hate her. She remembered when she was little it was her dad who took care of her, her mother was always just an dark presence that would be awful to her at home and sweet in public. She remembered always looking forward to their outings and family events, when her mom would act like a mom. She had once wanted her mother's approval more than anything else in life.

"Did you dad tell you about his business venture in Mexico?" The question was sudden and unexpected. Her mom never asked about her visits with her dad. She nodded in response. "I wonder… did he tell you about how he asked me for money to start up a business? Did he tell you I agreed as long as he left and never made contact with you again? You have a great father, Kacy."

Kacy stumbled again and this time was unable to regain balance. The girl breathed heavily on the ground beside the running machine, her eyes on her lap. She's lying… She told herself. The hum of the machine came to a stop as her mother turned it off. "Three hours, Kacy. I expect for you to be finished by the time I get back."

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