TAKEN
Mark and Cynthia are married finally but will an ancestor from Mark's past end the line of Callaway or help save It.? Characters (Jeff Hardy Mark, Angelique Angel & Cynthia Callaway, Andrew Hudson Callaway, Delonious Callaway, Stephanie McMahan HHH and more to come reviews are valued
Chapter 1
A young lady with auburn hair to her midsection sits at her home computer composing her thoughts into a blog.
It's different here in Texas though its not steaming hot there is no snow in December. It has been a whole year since all hell broke loose with my step dad and his group literally and quite figuratively trying to drive my mom nuts and kill my sister and me.
It may be the wrong time of year to say this but I'm so glad he's dead. We moved here soon after my step father was killed trying to bargain with his friend not to kill me. I guess he just wanted that pleasure all to himself. Luckily my dad and my grandfather were able to stop him. Then I find out my step mom kidnapped me. The next thing I know from the whole ordeal is being shot and waking up in a hospital.
I used to love Chicago's suburbia but I love it here. My dad's coming home today and my sister hasn't stopped talking since my dad made the announcement last night when he called. When he is on a job or on tour he always makes sure to call.
My Grandfather has started giving my dad more work to do. So now my dad only tours part-time with the wrestling company. I think it's great he's finally getting the respect he so deserves from my grandfather's staff. My grandfather said he had something important to tell us at dinner tonight.
My mom is now a lawyer she was a Marketing REP in Chicago but now she heads her own law firm. She's been working really hard. I think she's trying to break the record for most overtime. Her hours worry me she works from four am to ten pm. My dad worries about her too. My mom tells him she has to do this her way. All of us would love to forget Josh L Strut even existed. My sister seems to be handling it better. She no longer has her phase outs and she now acts more her age. Angel suffers from catatonia from a past accident her doctor said in short that her brain would catch up with her age soon as her brain accepted the horrid event that took place in front of her at such a young age. She'd gotten so bad my mom put her in a special school. I must admit I am proud of my little sis she's in regular school and getting good grades .well AC signing out I have to get around here and clean up this house before my dad comes home. He's going to help me put up the Christmas decorations.
The young lady logs off and starts cleaning the house her younger sister comes in through the back door and dashes for her room. "Angel what's wrong we got to get this place cleaned. "
"Nothing Leak just go away, I'll clean up here." Angel sits in front of her vanity table mirror. She stares at her reflection and down at her report card. She hides the report card in her history book. "What a fitting place because no one will ever see you". She thought out loud. She hated lying to her parents but she was failing two classes and did not know why. Plus she didn't want her daddy to think she was dumb. The work was easy no one would believe that looking at the F's she had just received.
Angelique was cleaning the expansive living room when she heard what sounded like sobbing coming from Angel's room. "Angie, are you ok?" Angelique yelled up the stairs. No answer was returned the crying just quieted.
Angelique walks slowly up the stairs and peaks in on her little sister. Sure enough, Angel lays stretched over her bed facedown, her light blonde hair splayed across her pink pillow. Angelique moves further into the room. She comes to Angel's bed side and asks "am I invited?" Angelique rubs her sister's back.
Angel turns to face her sister. Tears and tear lines still streaking her otherwise porcelain complexion. "Oh Leak I'm not gonna have a Christmas."
"What are you talking about?" Angelique was now thoroughly confused. Christmas was Angel's favorite holiday.
Angel rises up on all fours, vaults over her bed, grabs her history book and hands Angelique the envelope.
"That's what I'm talking about Leak. I thought I was doing so well. Mr. Brands asked me to read to the class and I missed one word and he flipped out and ran out the class. That's the only thing I could get an F on. I mean I do my homework and I get good grades I don't understand." Angel commenced to snatching papers from her folder all with As' and Bs' not a C in the bunch.
"Ok maybe your teacher has your name mixed-up. You can't be the only Angel in the class. That explains English but what about your Choir grades. I mean how do you get an F in choir?"
"I get it Leak you don't have to add to my stupidity. It's no news flash to me."
"Angie you're not stupid. You couldn't hide something like that from me. Now all we have to do is wait till Dad gets home and… "
Angel snatches the envelope away from Angelique and runs from the room half crying half screaming. "NO he'll think I'm dumb."
"Angel, get back here. He will not think you're dumb."