Diary of a Rocker's Kid (D.O.R.K #1) Read Online Free

He nods. “What did she do?”
    “A lot of terrible things, baby girl.”
    My limbs start to tremble, and my chest constricts. If it was bad enough to make Dad leave a music career…
    “Is she a criminal or something?”
    “Not…exactly…”
    “Oh, God…” I drop my head into my hands, hearing my own breath as a roar in my ears. My eyes sting with tears, though I’m not really sure which emotion is causing them. Dad’s a rock star, Cass is a guitarist, and my mother is a ‘not exactly’ criminal. This has to be a dream. It has to be.
    “What do you think of all this, darlin’?”
    “I don’t know what to think…” I lift my head and repeat my question. “What exactly did she do?”
    “Well…the truth is, she did leave you on my doorstep, but then she came back for you two months later. We had a visitation agreement for a couple of months, but we kept it quiet because she still wanted to keep her identity a secret from the world. One day, she tried to steal you away durin’ one of her visits.”
    “Whoa, whoa, wait…she wanted me back?”
    “Yes.”
    “She…kidnapped me?”
    “Yes, she did. I had mercy on her and didn’t file charges for the kidnappin’, but then she paid me back by tryin’ to take me to court for custody. That was why we got the hell outta Dodge.”
    This is too much information to absorb at once. I drop my head back into my hands just to keep from passing out. After my initial shock and a new rush of blood to the brain, one thing after another falls into place.
    Dad is famous. I was left in a basket on a rock star’s doorstep by Mother Dearest. She abandoned me, true, but because of the kidnapping and custody threat, I can only assume one thing—Mother Dearest wanted me back. She took extreme measures trying to get me back. This is the total opposite of everything I once believed.
    Then one thought screams louder than all the others. Fury overtakes me, and I lift my head. My eyes burn holes in his skull, and when I speak, my voice is dead even and so full of rage that it’s terrifying even in my own ears.
    “ You lied to me. ”
    Dad doesn’t say a word. He just sits there in stunned, fearful silence.
    “I don’t believe this,” I scream, jumping up from my chair. “You waited my entire life to tell me you’re a fucking rock star ? Are you serious?”
    “Yes,” Dad whispers. “I was trying to protect you.”
    My hands ball into fists at my sides, gripping at nothing as I try my best to steady myself. My head is reeling, and my emotions are spinning out of control. At risk of sounding completely cliché, I just discovered my entire life is a lie.
    “ This is why I’ve been isolated for so long? This is why I can’t have a normal life? You’re famous? ”
    Dad just nods, clasping his hands in his lap with his gaze glued to the floor.
    I cover my mouth with my hands, shaking my head. This is unbelievable. I never thought he’d lie to me like this. My hands fall to my sides again, and a tremor enters my voice. “You…you told me my mother abandoned me without looking back. I’ve felt like the scum of the earth all these years, and now you tell me she was willing to risk jail to get me back? How could you tell me that if it wasn’t true?”
    “She…” Dad lets out a shaky sigh, looking helpless and vulnerable. “She’s a psychopath, honey. I couldn’t risk you trying to contact her. I can’t trust her to be near you or even know where you are.”
    “Do you have any idea how much it hurt to think I’d been left like that?”
    “Yes. I have my own experience with abandonment,” Dad reminds me pointedly. “It was better for you to think she’d left you for good.”
    “But it wasn’t true…nothing was true…not even my last name…” I stagger back, almost tumbling over my chair because my eyes are blinded with tears. “This is crazy. You’re crazy! I…I gotta go.” I whirl around and shove past Cass and Nana on my way to the kitchen, and