"VANESSA KATHRYN MADDEN! I have had enough!" Mom screamed at the top of her lungs. Plus she was middle naming me, I deffinely upset her.

"Mom, I don't want to upset you. But I want to know my dad. Why won't you tell me who he is?" I said, trying to calm her down. We always get in fights about my father. We wouldn't have to if she would tell me who and where he is.

She gestured for me to sit beside her. Calming herself down, she started "Katie, I love you. You are all I have left and I want to spend as much time with you as I can. That may sound selfish, but it's true." She took my hand in hers. "I don't want you to get hurt. Please just let it go, its better off this way."

"Look mom, if I meet him and he wants nothing to do with me then that's fine, I've gone my whole life without a dad. I'll come back and spend the rest of my time with you, the only person that truly loves me." I said through tears.

"And if he wants you in his life?"

"I don't know…"

"Well it doesn't matter; I won't let you have anything to do with him. Now let's go have dinner."

I let out a frustrated sigh as she left the room. I understand that she doesn't want me to get hurt. But it's a risk I'm willing to take; he might turn out to be a father I always wanted and more. It's just been my mom and I, she had 3 jobs to support us and put me through school. She always said he has a lot of money but she never wanted any contact with him. I remember when she told me about when he left…

"Does my father know about me?" I asked, Mom and I were watching an episode of Law and Order. It was about a teenager getting kidnapped and her father wanted to help. He left them when she was a baby, and now he wanted to help find her. It made me wonder about my dad.

Mom looked shocked; I guess she wasn't expecting me to ask about that all of a sudden. "Kinda." Kinda? That's all she could come up with?

"What do you mean he kind of knows about me? Either he does or he doesn't"

It went to a commercial so she turned her attention to me. "A few weeks after we broke up I discovered I was pregnant. I gave him a call and told him."

"What did he do?"

"He asked me what I was going to do; I told him I would probably have an abortion or give you up for adoption. So he offered my money."

"I don't get it; I thought he would've been happy to have a child"

She told me she was going to explain when the show was over. We really wanted to see what happened, and with all the talking we probably would have missed it. They found the girl and she got to meet her father. From then on she got to see him all the time. Her mom and dad were getting closer. Such a happy ending, wish my life could be like that.

Mom turned off the TV and turned her attention to me again. "Okay, I'm going to explain this the best I can. Your father was already married and had 2 kids, a boy and a girl.

I cut her off "You're telling me I have a brother and sister! How could you not tell me?"

I stood up and started pacing around the couch. Mom was sitting there staring at the ground, thinking of how to explain herself.

"He didn't want to make things more complicated with his marriage, honey"

"Right I understand, having an affair with you was a good way to HELP his marriage!" I yelled, sarcastically.

"They were going through a rough time; I know its no excuse. We both were wrong, he was cheating on his wife and I was with him for the money." She came over and hugged me, but as much as I love her I pushed her away, I was too mad.

"So what about me? You guys were using each other, sleeping together. Then I happened, he just went on with his life. I guess I was just a mistake!" I cried, burying my face in my hands.

She lifted my head so I was looking at her. "First of all, I told him I made my decision and said I was going to have an abortion, he gave me money to pay for it, but instead I kept you and put the money away. And second, you were not a mistake! You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. Why do you think I won't let you see him? I care about you too much."

"Honey, are you okay?" Mom asked, disturbing my thoughts.

"Yeah, I'm fine, was just thinking"

"Well dinner is ready, so let's go eat" She said, walking into the kitchen.

After dinner I decided to take my dog, Sheva for a walk. I wanted to clear my head and really think about everything. If my mom won't let me see my dad, I might not have a choice but run away on my own and find him. Of course I'm going to have to get some information about him so I know where to go. Then it hit me, the one thing my mom didn't want me to ever watch was wrestling. Plus he has lots of money…maybe that's the answer…wrestling.

When I got back home I called my best friend Lindsay, she was a wrestling freak. I used to watch wrestling at her place, how could my mom stop me? What if my dad is a wrestler? There's only one way to find out.

"Hello"

"Hey Linds; I have a question for you." I said quietly, last thing I needed was my mom overhearring this conversation.

"Okay, but why are you whispering?"

"It's about my father, so I don't want my mom to hear."

"Alright, go ahead"

"Well I need to know the next time WWE is coming here." I sighed, hoping she wouldn't be coming to my room to see if I was okay.

"Katie, this is your lucky day, WWE is coming here, Raleigh, NC, on Friday." She yelled, excitedly. "But you don't really like wrestling, why do you wanna know?"

"I think that is where my dad is"

"Really? You think your dad is a wrestler?"

"Well I'm going to do everything I can to find out."

"Okay, I know how much you want to meet your dad so I wish you luck, hun." She smiled. "By the way what are you doing tomorrow night?"

"Nothing, why?"

"I'm going out to the club, who knows maybe some of the wrestlers will be hanging out there?" She said dreamily.

"I thought they weren't coming til Friday." I wasn't trying to burst her bubble.

"They could come tomorrow! Sheesh woman stop ruining it for me." She pouted.

"Sorry, actually I will meet you there. I could use a night out. I'll see you tomorrow night."

"Sounds good, Laters."

I knew I was asking for a miracle, mom never lets me go out to bars. She always gets so worried about me, but I can take care of myself. I hate having to sneak out, but I don't have a choice. Looks like I better get used to it. I'm going to find my father whether she likes it or not…