The Rock Star's Daughter by Caitlyn Duffy

Author:Caitlyn Duffy [Caitlyn Duffy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lovestruck Literary
Published: 2011-07-04T14:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 9

My father found me the next morning after his workout. I was stretched out near the hotel's smaller of two pools in an attempt to try to avoid Bijoux and Betsey. My father sat down in the lounge chair next to mine and cleared his throat.

"So, Taylor," he began. "I hope you have had a chance to think over the actions you took yesterday. I've talked things over with Jill and we're in agreement that you deserve to be grounded."

Grounded. Ha! Grounded at a luxury hotel. Rather than inform my father that his idea of a punishment was hilarious, I allowed him to continue.

"Uh, OK," I said.

"For the next four weeks you are not to leave our hotel suite, you are not to join the rest of the tour for meals, and you are not to attend any shows," my father informed me.

I listened on, eager to hear what else he thought he could take away from me. Moments during which I could step outside the hotel suite were really the only kind of freedom I had. And at the end of the next four weeks it would be August; the tour would be nearing its end back in Los Angeles and I'd be packing my bags for Treadwell.

"Cell phone calls for no more than five minutes," he added, as if anyone had been calling me recently.

"OK," I agreed. I stood up, stretched, and picked up my beach towel, ready to follow him up to the suite for my harsh punishment to begin.

"Look, Taylor, I'm sorry to have to do this to you," he said, and it sounded like he truly was. "Maybe I was stupid to think it would be all right to expose you to so much freedom all at once. I don't want our summer to be like this. I want you to be able to have fun but I need to be able to trust you."

"OK, Dad," I said. "Lecture over, please. I know I let you down yesterday. I'm sorry. But please do not ask me to spend time with your friends' kids. I don't want to be called a loser just because I don't want to do what everyone else is doing."

On the walk back up to the hotel suite, I mulled over the possibility that this weak punishment of my father's concoction might seriously obstruct my next steps with Jake. If there were even going to be next steps.

I also anguished over knowing the fact that I still had not really confronted him about his backstage behavior. I wondered if I would ever find the nerve to address that or if knowing about it was just going to be an ongoing part of my relationship with my dad.

Once we reached the hotel room, my father presented me with a gift. It was a brand new laptop. Someone really needed to give him some lessons in punishment technique, because although I had never really been grounded before, I knew that usually groundings are not accompanied by expensive electronic presents.

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