'I didn't say no, but I will think about ok baby?' I said. I picked her chin up and made her look me in the eyes. 'When mommy said that, it meant no.' She said frowning and looking down. 'I'm gonna think about it sweetie.' I told her. Then Claire looked over at me with hopeful eyes. 'That's up to daddy honey.' Mariah told her. I chuckled and picked her up then out her on my hip. 'Mommy was wight you do have big wegs!' She said in a baby voice. 'Daddy!' She squealed and jumped up and ran over to me and hugged my legs. I know she got that from me, because Katy had green eyes. The little girl turned around to show her beautiful, big, blue eyes. He nodded and tapped the little girls shoulder and pointed towards me. Mathis? Claire's father is here.' Mariah said to the doctor. She opened the door to show a man with white hair and a lab coat playing with a little girl with long curly black hair. 'Follow me.' She said and started walking to a door that said 'Doctor Mathis' on it. She nodded her head then put the paperwork down. 'Katy died 3 hours ago from a gang shooting, she had bullets In her heart her stomach, and her brain, and instantly died, but when the ambulance showed up there was a little girl crying and hugging her calling her mommy.' She said sadly. I shook it then put my hands in my back pockets. 'Yep, that would be me, nice to meet you.' She said and stretched her arm out. 'Uh, I talked to a Mariah? On the phone, about my daughter, Claire?' I I'd awkwardly. I walked over to the children's section and walked up to the counter. I turned on a road and headed towards LA hospital.Ī couple minutes later I was at the hospital. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair, 'ok, I'm on my way.' I said and hung up. 'Sir, sense Katy has no family, Claire is going to have to go to a foster home, and I don't think sending a 3 year old to a foster home is smart, she just lost her mom, and she doesn't know her dad.' She said sadly. 'Oh god, um, how old is she?' I asked her. 'Katy Grace Lovell.' She said quietly again. I sighed and pulled over to the side of the road. 'Sir, this isn't a laughing matter, your Daughter Claire, her mother, Katy, died a couple hours ago, and she doesn't have anyone to take Claire in, except you.' She said sadly. 'I don't have a kid.' I said while laughing again. 'Yes, well we have your daughter.' She said getting quiet. 'That would be me, can I ask why you called me?' I asked curious. 'Oh! Hello, my names Mariah, this is the LA hospital, I was told to call for a Andrew Biersack?' A female said.

I was driving home from the studio when I got a call from restricted.

Andy biersack as a young kid