I'm in the middle of singing boyfriend number two in the car when my dad calls and not to be rude I love him in all but it seems he always calls me when I'm listening to my absolute favorite songs.
"Are you almost here sweetheart?" My dad asks me.
"Yep, dad almost there just like a block away." I reply.
"Good Ill see you then, love you baby girl." He says to me.
"Love you to." I reply back to him and hang up my phone.
Putting it back on the seat next to me I focus on driving down the busy streets. So my names Ashanti, and my dad well he's known in the WWE as Batista but to me he's known as well… dad. I'm right now driving to his beach house in Miami, Florida. As he's told me a couple of "the guys" will be there and all I can think is, oh great. Not very excited am I well not exactly. See all my fathers friends consist of old, big ego ass jerks, with absolutely no personality, which is well… BORING. Yep so as happy as I am cause truly I am happy to see my dad, I'm not so happy to see his friends, you feel me. So I turn into the garage and then walk up the path to the door. As I walk in I can already smell the liquor and cigars. I put on a smile and walk into the kitchen. As I do I look at the most self absorbed man on earth, Randy Orton. Yep, "The Legend Killer" is in deed on my bad side. He looks me up and down and grins like a fucking jerk.
"Whip that grin right off your face Randy or I will." I say rudely to him.
"I would if you weren't so fine." He replies cocky as usual.
"Well I'm not here for your enjoyment."
"I sure think you are." He says with a come back, his grin still splat across his face.
"Where's my dad?" I ask sternly.
"Where's the bed." He replies.
"Fuck you." I yell at him.
"When?" He says with an even bigger grin now.
"Never. Now where's my dad for real." I demand.
"In his room. Didn't you hear me say where's the bed?" He says to me and walks into the living room.
Oh my god if I have to deal with him all night I'm going kill myself. I walk up the stairs that are in the kitchen that leads to the second floor and walk to my dads room. I walk in and smile.
"Hey daddy!" I half scream so excited to see him.
"Hey there little girl, I've missed you."
"I've missed you too!" I reply to him and give him a big hug.
But all I can think about is how this is going to be a long night of torture with the one and only Randy Keith Orton. I think I need a drink already.
Well this is my first chapter tell me what you think. R&R please! Love, Amy xoxo