OOO So we come to the cliffhanger's rescue, haha! Chapter 2 is finished, and here it is. Enjoy, dudes and dudettes!

Oh yah, I wanna give some copyright information. All the little sayings in between scenes are completely original and owned by me. Also I don't own Tdi, Any of it's characters, or Weezer. Case Closed.

You'll always be my Daddy

Meeting Punishments...

"How could you have done this? We trusted you!" Gwen paced around the living room, Samantha and Danny sitting in front of her as they listened to her lecture.

"I just talked to your parents Samantha. They want you home now." Trent said as he hung up the phone in the kitchen.

"If my dad wants me home he's going to have to drag me home. Otherwise, I'm staying here." Samantha crossed her arms and protested.

"You're stubborn. Just like Courtney." Gwen crossed her arms and glared at her, then pointed her finger to the door, "Here's some news for you, I'm stubborn also. Get your butt home before I drag it there!"

"Fine. I don't need this," Samantha got up and approached the door, "especially from my dad's ex!"

Those words hit Gwen like a bullet. All those years ago, she had almost forgotten the pain she was put through when Duncan had dumped her. Just using her like that was the most selfish thing anyone had ever done to her. She hated that family, and hated them even more when Courtney had started to brag about how she's going to get married before Gwen. Then Trent came back into her life, and things became happier, even if she didn't bother associating with the Conway's anymore. For sure, Gwen having a kid before Courtney was a real get back.

Trent held the door open for Samantha, and watched her as she walked down the cold concrete sidewalk alone. He continued to watch her until she was closer to her house, then he closed the door.

"That bratty little, UGH! Danny, you are to never see Samantha again, do you hear me?"

"Mom, why are you so uptight about her?"

"I AM NOT UPTIGHT!" Gwen caught herself, she was sounding just like the woman she hated the most, and that made her hate herself.

"Honey, calm down. I'll talk to him, you go rest." Trent slowly rubbed his wife's back, and gave her a kiss on the cheek before she walked away into the bedroom, tears beginning to form at her eyelids.

"Son..." Trent started with as fatherly a voice as he could.

"Dad, neither you nor mom can keep me from seeing Sam. I love her more than life itself, and if you don't let me see her then we'll run away together!"

"Listen, when I was your age there was this girl at school..."

"Dad, I'm not you. You don't know how I feel!"

"Trust me, I do." Trent sat down next to Danny and tried his best to make his story moral understood, "I used to flip for this girl. I'd write songs for her, poems, I'd even sing outside her window. For once I felt I was truly in love."

"So...?"

"So, me and her planned to run away together. But, on the night before we were suppose to leave, I found out she was cheating on me. I was heartbroken..." Trent almost teared up thinking about this lost love.

"Sammy would never do that to me, dad! You don't understand her like I do!"

"The point I'm trying to get to is that I got over it. I realized she didn't love me like I loved her, and found out in time, it was just puppy love. You see, when you're truly in love, no matter what goes on during the relationship, you still feel the same for that person, if not stronger. Puppy love, crushes, you get over them. Maybe not always quickly, but..."

"I know what you're trying to do, and it won't work. Sam love's me, and I love her. Just because you and mom don't get along with her parents doesn't mean you can shelter me and force me to live without her!" Danny got up, his face red from the anger, and rushed to his room.

"Teenagers." Trent said with a huff as he collapsed to the couch.

"Don't let me be without love for long, for we are one, one flesh, two hearts, that only beat for each other."

Samantha slammed the door shut as she walked right passed her parents, both whom were waiting patiently on the couch.

"Where do you think you're going young lady?" Courtney asked her with a very angered tone, her onyx eyes following her every move.

"To sleep." Samantha answered back, giving both her parents a look that simply said "I did nothing wrong, so leave me be".

"With who this time!" Duncan yelled as he shot up, very angered that his daughter would do such a sneaky, nasty thing.

"It's not like I murdered anyone, leave me alone!" Samantha yelled, her father coming closer to her, his aquamarine eyes turning a darker shade.

"You did second best. Now sit down!" Duncan grabbed her wrist, being sure he wasn't hurting her, but she couldn't slip through.

"Let go of me!"

"Sit!" He brought her to the couch and forced her down. Duncan was no push-over dad.

"You can't do this! I'm old enough to know what's good for me!"

"No you don't! You're fourteen and you almost got yourself into a lot of trouble!" Courtney came to sit next to Sam, and she held her back and rubbed it gently, trying to show her that they just wanted the best for her.

"I love him, I don't care if I have to travel the world a thousand times to prove it too you guys. He is the only thing I want, he's the only thing that makes me happy."

"I don't care if you'd die for the boy, I don't need my daughter hanging around some punk that can't keep his..."

"Duncan, please use sophisticated words when discussing things like this with your daughter." Courtney corrected him.

"Fine, I don't need my daughter hanging around a horny boy."

"That's no better, I'm the one that pressured him into it, he just went along with things. I should be punished, not Danny." Samantha confessed, tears streaking down her face.

"Sam, you... YOU PRESSURED A BOY?" Courtney yelled, horrified her daughter would ever do such a thing.

"Whoo, she's too much like me for her own good, and the good of every boy around her..." Duncan thought, despite his daughters inappropriate romantic advancement, he was sort of proud that so much of his own teen life was shining off in his daughter. That way, he'd know how to handle things better, due to his own given experience.

"Duncan, what are you going to do about our daughter?" Courtney asked him, hands on hips, awaiting his dumb excuse for daydreaming.

"I say we bring in the only punishment that worked for me when I was a horny teenager." Duncan gave Samantha a giant smirk, like he just knew she was going to hate whatever was coming for her.

"Dear, you used that word again."

"Aw stop it, Court. You were one too at once."

"What? I was never..."

"Yes you were, babe." Duncan gave her a chuckle as he spoke.

"Whatever, I'm going to bed." Courtney walked away, her purple robe swaying perfectly with her body as Duncan patiently watched her.

"Growl..." It quickly escaped his lips as his eyes focused intently on one thing and one thing only.

"Dad! Gross!"

"Oh, oh yeah, your punishment..." Duncan quickly turned back to her, his mind still slightly focused on his wife's amazing booty...

I don't worry that you will find another, for you will be mine, Someday. Someday Soon.

"Now, Kyle, I want you to remain with your sister at all times, understand me?" Courtney asked as she kept her eyes focused on driving.

"Yes mom." Kyle responded as he went through all the things in his backpack, making sure everything was set for school.

"Sam, do you understand?" Court asked her, staring at her out of the corner of her eye.

"Understand that I'll have a stalker today? Sure." Samantha slouched even more into her seat, it ticked Courtney off when Duncan did that, never mind her own daughter.

"Okay, hurry up and get out, I'm running late for work." Courtney parked into the school parking lot, and looked down at her phone to check the time.

"Bye mommy!" Kyle gave his mom a kiss on the cheek before opening the door and jumping out. Sam just got out, no goodbye, no kiss, just a big fat cold shoulder.

"Bye Kyle, Sam." Courtney looked very angered at the fact Sam didn't even bother turning to look at her the entire drive. Teens these days, if only more were like her son...

As they walked closer to the school, several jocks started teasing Kyle, calling him "Mommy Kisser" and making smooching noises at him.

"Hey! Momma Kisser! Got any bras my girlfriend can borrow?" One called out to him, cupping his own chest as he yelled it. Kyle just walked away, ignoring them completely. Samantha was quite impressed with his self control, she knew it pissed him off to go through this every day, but to deal with it so well without snapping was very strong of him.

As they walked through the school halls to their lockers, which were right next to each other, Samantha couldn't help but overhear a dispute of some kind going on, just behind her.

"Come on guys, gimme my hat back!" A small voice yelled out.

"Haha! Look at the little shrimp, he really thinks jumping will help him." A much deeper voice spoke teasingly, followed by several stupid laughs from other voices.

Apparently, Kyle wasn't the only one that got teased around here.

Samantha turned around and saw a short, dark haired boy dressed up in a red and blue sweater with green baggy jeans. He wasn't jumping as high as he looked like he could, but he seemed very ticked.

"GIVE IT TO ME NOW!" He yelled out, finally ending the jumping struggle, and trying to use a threatening voice as a solution instead.

"Aw, is little Cody Junior mad? What ya gonna do 'bout it?"

"NEVER CALL ME THAT, EVER!" The boy yelled before punching the guy in the stomach and then kicking him very hard in his, "man parts", making him collapse to the ground. The boy grabbed his hat back, and put it on backwards, then walked away.
"Woah, the kid's got guts." Samantha had never seen this boy before, so she decided to approach him.

"Hey! Wait up! Lil' Dude!" She called as she ran after him.

"What did you call me?" The boy turned around quickly and stood up to her, anger still flowing through his face.

"I'm sorry if I offended you, dude. I just..."

"You just think I'm really tiny, don't you?"

"No, it's not that, I just don't know your name."

"The name's Cj, one thing to know about me, never call me shrimp, lil' dude, squirt, poodle, midget, duckling, small fry, or Cody Junior. Ever." He put extra emphasis on "Cody Junior".

"I see. I'd be sorry if I did, you took that guy out! Are you new here? I haven't ever seen you around the school."

"I'm not new, I was expelled for punching out a teacher one day. My mom made a few calls and got me back in for this year. Well, she's not my real mother, my step mother."

"Oh, wow. Your step mom must be very, convincing."

"More threatening than convincing, but yeah."

"Hmm, well I'll see you around, Cj!" Samantha began walking back, then she ran into a friend of hers...

"Sammy! Hey girl!" A red haired, dark skinned girl approached her and gave her a hug.

"Hi, Jasmine!" Sam squeaked out as the girl hugged her even tighter.

"Aw girl, I heard what happened last night! I feel so bad for you guys!" Jasmine whispered slightly, a whimper in her voice.

"Jass, how did you find out about that?" Samantha asked, pulling away from the girls grip.

"Well, Danny told me."

"Danny TOLD YOU? Who else did he tell?" Samantha exclaimed, Danny barely ever talks to Jasmine, if he told her he had to have told others around her first.

"I know he told Yvonne, Dawshon, Taylor, Brad, Adam..."

"He told Adam?"

"Aw he was braggin' 'bout it to all the boys! Boys brag about stuff like that, makes them seem less innocent. For some reason no innocence is vital for a boy that wants to look tough."

Samantha couldn't believe what she was hearing, her stupid boyfriend went and told basically the entire school, after telling Adam, the biggest gossiper in the school.

Then, the bell rang, only figures that it would.

Love is four things. Loyalty to your lover, Obey the rules of love, Vow to be forgiving, and your love will be Everlasting.

Samantha watched with incredible bordem as the teacher walked around, speaking what sounded like at this moment, was gibberish.

"What is with all this take a number and put it on the other side of the thing and then multiply that and then divide it and crap?" Samantha thought to herself as she started to dose off, completely ignoring everything the teacher was saying.

"Class is dismissed." Immediately the living dead zombie students became the most wide awake, living creatures ever, all gathering their books and rushing to the door.

"God I hate school." Samantha said to herself as she rushed to get past the crowd, but then a voice called her.
"Sammy, stay with me." Kyle called out as he gave a "Come over here" finger to her.

"What do you want, Kye?" Samantha asked as she dragged herself over to him.

"Ms. Redbuck wants me to stay in her classroom and help her out with cleaning."

"God, no Kyle! I want to go home!" Samantha gave her little pout and fit before crossing her arms and giving him a strong glare.

"Don't worry, this is only part of your punishment dad set up for you."

"Oh that son of a..."

I'd be nowhere without the love you have given me these years.

"On an island in the sun, we'll be playing and having fun, and it makes me feel so fine I can't control my brain..." Danny sang as he sat on his bed, in his room, playing his guitar perfectly in tune. He may have gotten his emo attitude from his mother, but he sure got all of his father's talent, along with, again, his mother's artistic heart.

He stopped, and looked around his room. Scattered were posters of rock bands, on the floor were rock magazines. He loved rock so much, yet he'd rather sing more gentle music. In fact, his voice never picked up to the lyrics of any of his favorite rock bands. He decided maybe tonight, he'd change that...

"Then the conversation stopped, and I looked down at my feet, I was next to you and you were right there next to me and I said, Go! If you're wonderin', if I want you to, I want you to..." Samantha sang as she played around with her guitar. Despite her being a punk rocker type of girl, Weezer was her favorite band. Sure, she loved the style of the skulls, and the punky hair and spiked collars. She was totally a Hot Topic type of girl, and she still loved the punk music. But she'd prefer a break from it all every once in a while, without going totally soft.

'Knock Knock Knock'

"Dad I know it's you. Go away." Sam called out as she placed her guitar on the floor next to her bed.

"Me and your mother have a present for you. And if you don't unlock this door right now I'm breaking it down."

"Ugh." Samantha gave a tiring sigh as she dragged herself up and walked over to the door, unlocking it before jumping back to her bed. Duncan came in, him and Courtney holding a very large box as they walked in.

"Here's your punishment for the next nine months, Sam." Duncan said as he dropped the box on the ground.

"A giant cardboard box is my punishment? What do I have to do, wear it on my head?" Samantha said sarcastically.

"Sam, come over here." Said Courtney as she put her hands on her hips. Sam, once again, dragged herself up and over to the box.

"This is just a little thing to show you what will happen if you mess around with boys." Duncan said as he opened the top of the box, revealing the enormous, round, incredibly heavy object. Sam knew what it was immediately.

"NO! No way are you strapping that thing to my stomach for nine months, no way!" Samantha began backing away, beginning to regret her behavior last night.

"This is what's going to happen if you ever do something stupid again." Courtney said firmly, hands on hips yet again.

Samantha didn't know what to do, suffer the punishment, or jump out the window right now and run away. She chose the, often hidden, third option...

Alright, that chapter was exactly twice as long as the last one, haha! I love it when my writing gets longer! It makes me feel like I really put work into it! Okay, so I hope I'm doing pretty good with the updates so far, I think I can keep up this every day updating as long as I can snatch the computer long enough during the day so I can be prepared when I submit it at night. I'm hoping I set a good enough cliffhanger for this chapter cause honestly, I think this story is getting confusing. Well, I get confused at everything, so maybe its just me.

Aw, I loves dat song by Weezer. Which one? Both. I love Weezer, they rock. Okay so yeah, I wanna start adding some music and stuff to this story, give it a bit of life. Also I really really want some names for some characters, so make up one in your head, choose who the parents are, and BANG! I'll find a place for them in my story. So, can you tell who Jasmine and Cj are the children of? Lol most of you have probably guessed Cj. But Jasmine, any guesses? Well, if nobody figures it out it don't matter, I'm revealing her parents in the next story. HAHA, I hope I surprise you guys!

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