Disclaimer: I own only Margret, Tom, Sam, her mom, and anybody else that you do not realize. sadly I do not own the WWE.
Margret was standing outside, across the street from her home. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. The whole block was standing around with her. Why had her house caught fire? She looked on and still couldn't believe it. It was near midnight, any other night she would have been at home fast asleep. Why did she stay out so late?
Everything that she had worked for was going up in smoke. She had nowhere to go now. She only knew of one person she would call, but should she? She left on a sour note with her. Would She even let her stay.? She didn't have a choice. She had to call the one person she couldn't stand. She went into her purse and got her phone, dialed the number and after 5 rings a woman answered.
"Hello?" Said a sleepy voice.
"Hey, Mom, This is Margret."
"Do you realize what time it is. It's almost midnight."
"Yes I do and I'm sorry, but I need to ask you a favor."
"Oh for heaven's sakes, What is it?" she said sounding annoyed.
"May I stay at the house for a little bit?"
"Why ? Don't you already have a house?"
"Not anymore." she looked over at her house, it was still on fire. The firemen were trying their best to put the fire out, but it was no good.
"What do you mean?"
"Mom, It's burning as we speak."
"If you must, I guess you can."
"Thanks mom, I'll see you tomorrow."
"Whatever!" Her mom hung up the phone. She was pissed off and Margret could tell.
Her mom had never liked her and when she started dating her ec-boyfriend, she despised her. She never understood her mother. Every time her mother and her would talk, she would always be the one to keep calm. She stared off into the distance, this distracted her momentarily.
"I told you to never go out with HIM!"
"Mom, I'm 18, you can't tell me who I can and can not date!"
"You bet your ass I can, now when I say you can't date anyone. What I meant was that you can't date HIM!!"
"You barely know him mom."
"Don't give me that, I know who he is. He's Matt Hardy and I don't like him one little bit."
"Mom, you don't know anything about Matt."
"Oh you think so, Well then, you need to get your facts straight. And just so you know I called him and told him that you were cheating on him with his brother. How do you like that?"
"Mom! Why would you do that?"
"Why? Why? Because you disobeyed me and I had to teach you a lesson. That's why."
"That's not right." she went upstairs and grabbed a bag and pilled some clothes in it and went back down stairs.
"And just where do you think that you are going?"
"Away."
"Fine. Leave and NEVER come back." she walked over and slapped her daughter. She looked at her mother.
"Don't worry."
She snapped back into reality when she felt a tug on her arm. It was her best friend and chief of police, Tom.
"Hey Mar, I'm so sorry about your house." he said as he hugged her and wiped a tear away that was on her cheek. She didn't realize that she had been crying at the memories.
"Thanks Tom."
"My wife and some other people are going to get some stuff together. Don't worry about the things you had. At leadt we have you alive. That's all that matters."
"I know Tom, it's ok."
"Where are you staying?"
"At my mom's" she said as she rolled her eyes.
"Really??" he looked concern.
"Yeah, It's going to be fine. While I'm there I'm going to look for another house. So I'll be fine."
"Alright, if you need anything at all, call me or Sam, ok?"
"OK. Thanks again Tom." Tom hugged her once more. She whet and got into her car. Started the ignition and before putting it in drive, she took one final look at her now burnt home. She put the car in drive and off she went to her mothers home and her past.
