Summary: What would actually happen if two people who REALLY hated each other….and I do mean REALLY hated each other ended up becoming step siblings? Well, I'd answered that in my head, and this is what was the end result….enjoy!
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"Haylie, clean you're room, we got some visitors coming over soon." Said Haylie's father Peter Trudel.
Well, Haylie had time off from the WWE because her mother Mary just recently passed away due to heart failure, and she was actually proud that her father went back out to the dating scene and found someone that he really cared about…but Haylie doesn't think she would care about her seeing her totally messy room.
"Do I have too?" Haylie asked.
"Yes, and please act like you're age." Peter said before leaving his twenty three year old daughter's room.
"Man, this stinks." Haylie said as she began to sort out the HUGE pile of clothes that has been collecting in one corner of the room. "Next time I shouldn't get my clothes get to this point." Haylie muttered.
Couple of hours later
When Haylie was done, she heard the door knocked then heard her father say, "Haylie, they're here." Then walked down the stairs. Haylie walked over to the mirror that was on the door and looked over her attire, which was a Girlicious t-shirt, grey acid wash skinny jeans and pink fuzzy slippers. After looking over her attire, she opened the door, walked down the stairs to see a woman probably in her late fifties, early sixties, a girl that was probably around the same age as her, if not a year younger, and a guy….that guy looks very familiar to her, but she couldn't put her finger on it.
When she finally made it downstairs, she sat on the rocking leather recliner and heard her father say, "Barb, this is my lovely daughter Haylie, she is extremely nice and caring to other people." Peter said, introducing the woman to her.
"Nice to meet you Haylie." Barb said.
"Nice to meet you too." Haylie replied, with a smile on her face.
"Haylie, this is her kids, first, this is her daughter Emma." Peter said.
"Hi." Emma replied with a raise of her right hand as some sort of a wave.
"Hi." Haylie replied with the same motions as what Emma performed.
"And this is her son, you might know him already, but in-case you forgot, this is Mike." Peter replied, which Haylie said her own version of "hi" with wide eyes and a shocked face. "What?" Peter asked.
"Dad, you are right when you say I know him." Haylie replied before replacing her shocked face with a evil glare.
"Alright, can you tell me what's going on because I apparently don't watch wrestling that much, so…yeah." Peter said, turning to Barb.
"Haylie and Mike have like a two year rivalry going on." Barb replied. "Which is the main reason that you're daughter had a two year hiatus from her neck, oh by the way, how is it Haylie?" Barb asked.
"Doing well, thank you." Haylie replied, not taking her evil glare off of Mike.
"And what happens if they're in the same room together?" Peter asked, but didn't get an answer from Barb, then Peter said, "Alright, how about let's show everyone their rooms, Emma, I'll show you your room and Haylie you show Mike your room."
"Dad, do I have to share a room with this loser?" Haylie asked.
"Yes you do." Peter replied.
"Can he sleep on the couch?" Haylie asked.
"No, we don't do that to guests in our home." Peter said.
"Jesus fucking Christ." Haylie muttered as she walked up the stairs, being followed by Mike.
"Haylie Trudel, don't use the Lords name in vain." Peter scolded.
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"Here's the room." Haylie said as she showed Mike her room. "You're beds on the left."
"But what if I want the bed on the right?" Mike asked as he entered the room.
"That's my bed, no one touches it but my father, brother and me." Haylie replied as she sat on her bed crossed legged and took out her laptop. "And of course, as you see beside the bed is you're closet."
"Yeah, thanks. So do you always whine like a little kid when you're at home?" Mike asked.
"No, whenever I don't get my way." Haylie replied.
"Oh, so you were 'Daddy's little princess' when you were little, huh?" Mike asked.
"No, I was 'Mommy's little princess', with my father, I was 'Daddy's little devil'," Haylie replied.
"So with you're Dad, you act like a bitch, right?" Mike asked.
"Shut up, I'm going to see if Emma made herself comfortable in her room, which is probably my brothers." Haylie said as she got off her laptop, and left the room.
Couple of minutes later, Mike (being the inconsiderate being he is), grabbed the laptop, saw that Haylie's iTunes was up, and was looking through the songs she had.
"Akon, Avril Lavigne, B.o.B, Billy Talent, Colbie Caillat, Cobra Starship, Daughtry, Disturbed, Eminem, Evan Taubenfeld, Faber Drive, Flo Rida, Girlicious, Green Day, Hedley, Hollywood Undead, Jason DeRulo…" Mike trailed off as he saw an artist that was standing out on Haylie's iTunes. "Huh….what do we have here…."
When Haylie walked back into the room, she asked, "What are you doing on my laptop?"
"Just checking out the music, you have. I didn't know you liked…" Mike trailed off as he clicked on a song and played:
Everybody's laughing in my mind,
Rumors spreading 'bout this other guy,
Do you do what you did when you
did with me?
Does he love you the way I can?
Did you forget all the plans
that you made with me?
'cause baby I didn't!
"I didn't know you liked Justin Bieber." Mike commented.
"I don't, but one of my friends forced me to listen to him for a whole day, then I just stand his fucking music."