Introduction:

Just to straighten up a few things here.. Just because my dad is HHH and my adopted mother is Stephanie does not mean I don't go through my bad spots in life.. If you guys are wondering, I did not grow up to become a wrestler. I fell in love with dancing, I do that competitively, while going to college. I'm majoring in design. I tried the wrestling thing, I just..

I couldn't handle it, or so I thought at the time. I didn't have it in me, ultimately.

A quick rundown on my life since the last time we spoke, since I'm pretty sure you're all curious and you want to know what on earth happened to me?

Well, I did wrestle for about 2 years.. I quit because like I said, I couldn't handle it. It didn't help matters any that I fell in love with CM Punk and he also turned on me when the worst of the Paul Hayman side of his career was going on, dumping me on live television. I'm being completely honest here. Besides, after Stephanie enrolled me in a few dance classes when I was a teenager, because I wanted to try them, I realized that for me, dancing was like fighting was for my father, or even Stephanie when she fought.

The dance floor is my home. Or it was.. See, I'd been doing it a while now, and dating a guy I thought was a good guy essentially, named Tyler. And for a while? It looked like this girl might just have her fairytale after all (after a few notorious fails with guys like CM Punk, Seth Rollins..)

But the fairytale turned sour because this last time I went home after about a month or so on the road touring with a competitive dance troupe I'm a part of, I walked in on Tyler with the woman two floors down from my apartment. And I finally took the blinders off. I finally saw him for what he really and truly was. I finally realize that to him? I'd never come first. I'd never be good enough. He'd always take pride in tearing me down and reminding me that I'm 'not good enough' or whatever thing he feels like making me feel, subliminally.

It didn't help matters much, of course, that I'd also just discovered I was approximately a month pregnant. And Ty, well.. He's not someone you want to be a father. I won't say he abused me or anything tragic like that, but once or twice, he's come damn close. And for a while now, any time I'd try to leave, he'd do or say just the right thing to make me stay.. Or he'd scare me completely shitless and threaten me if I did leave.

There is no way in hell my kid is growing up in that. No, if they're not going to have the life I was lucky enough to have as a kid? Then it's going to be me and this baby on board against the whole freaking world for all I really care. Because trusting Ty was the first decision I made on my own, and it killed my dad to let me make it.

Now knowing it was the wrong one? I'm done.

Now I just have to figure out how to tell my dad what's going on in my life.. Maybe he'll have some advice or something, because frankly?

I have not the slightest clue how I'm going to do this without completely making a mess of it. But I already love this baby with all my heart and they're already on my mind constantly. I cannot wait until I hold my little guy (or girl, I'm not gonna be picky) for the first time.

And little did I realize, when I went back to tell my dad what I'd gotten myself into, I was actually doing myself a huge favor in the long run.. But I'm gonna shut up for now, stop spoiling the story for you. Occasionally, I'll butt in and do this from time to time, but not often.. I know you'd rather see and hear it for yourself. And I don't blame you.

Because for every girl there are two great loves in her life..

The first, obviously, is her father and the second.. Well, turning to my father, being the daddy's girl that I am, it helped me to find mine.

July 8th, 2013

"Are we really serious? This passes as a match now, ughh, I can't even.." Mirabelle muttered from the spot she'd been standing in in front of the television in the green room while waiting on her father to come out of the office area with her adoptive mother, Stephanie, her adoptive grandfather, Vince.

"And they're letting the Bellas have mics now? Those two shouldn't be allowed to think, let alone voice their thoughts." Miri continued as she tugged on the competitive dance costume she wore, making sure it at least halfway covered her. This was after all, her father. And she was here to talk to him about something very, very serious.

She was here to explain to him that she was about to willingly become a single mother. Because there was no way in hell she was spending her life being lied to, cheated on, made to feel less than important. And she'd already endured more than a year of it. Tonight, when she found out she was pregnant, she'd bowed out of the competition first, telling her partner in it that she was sorry, she couldn't compete again until next year, and even then it was sketchy.

She wanted this child.

What she didn't want was to deal with the man who'd helped her create said child. Nor did she want to deal with his lies, the way he always made her feel like he could 'do so much better' and screw around on her, thinking she'd never find out because she was on the road a lot with the competitive dance circuit.

The door to the green room opened just as she was pacing it, biting the edge of her thumb, scared to death. This entire thing could go one of two ways, and she'd been running on stress and slight nerves, fear all day long. She'd been feeling a little nauseaous and light headed, so when she turned, she tipped forward a little, was caught quickly by her father who asked quietly ,"You okay, tiny?"

"Yeah dad.. I.. I need to talk to you.. And mom.. And I think you're both gonna want to sit down, shut the door. Not sure if you want dirty laundry being aired in public or not.. Especially not back here." Miri said as she sat down, letting her head stop spinning.

Stephanie, who'd been a mother 3 times now, quickly figured out what might be about to come out of her 'oldest daughter's mouth. "You're pregnant, aren't you?"

Miri paled and then said "H-how'd you guess?"

"For one thing, you're putting on a little bit more weight, finally.. And another, the feeling sick." Stephanie said as Miri's father spoke up and asked calmly, "Where's Ty?"

"That's the thing I came to talk to you about, daddy.. I'm going to raise my baby alone. I'm just.. I'm sick of Ty, he's never really made me feel like anything but second best.. And when I came home from the last series of competitions and found him screwing the girl from the apartment below, in our bed.."

Her father pulled her into a hug and then muttered quietly, "You're gonna be okay, tiny."

"I know, dad. I can do this."

"If anyone can, Miri, it's definitely you. You're probably the strongest woman I know, besides your mom there.. And I think Steph rubbed off on you."

Stephanie nodded, hugging the girl she'd practically helped her husband raise through everything they'd all been through from the time she'd come into their lives until now.

"So do I, dad." Miri nodded as she looked at her parents and then asked, "Nobody's going to ground me or.."

"You're an adult."

"The rule still applies though, Mir.. No dating fighters." her father reminded her as Miri sighed and then shrugging said quietly, "It's not gonna really matter, now is it? Seriously doubting any of these guys are anything more than an overgrown kid anyway."

Her father laughed and then asked, "So does this mean you're gonna be around more, Tiny?"

"Yeah, daddy, it does." Mirabelle sighed as she leaned back in the chair and took a few deep breaths. What was she even sweating this for? She had this completely and totally under control. She was every bit her father's daughter and he'd practically raised her himself - okay, so he had a lot of help, but still.. Until her adoptive mother, he had been her only parent.. And all rebellion aside, all the dumb things she'd done aside.. She liked to think she'd turned out perfectly fine.

"So.. Who exactly told the barbies they were allowed to speak, anyway?" Mirabelle joked as HHH laughed a little and said "Yeah.. You still hate them."

"You can put makeup on and momentarily fix ugly, dad.. But you can't fix stupid.. And the crap they were saying? It's a wonder those two aren't walking around with feet up their ass." Miri joked as she bit her lip then sat quietly for a little while..

The hardest part was out of the way, telling her father.. Now what was she going to do with herself? Because she knew there was no way in hell she'd ever be able to stay in bed or anything..

Maybe she could pitch in, help out with the show somehow?