Chapter 3 is here!
Flashback...
"Tomorrow? At 9...I believe I'm free...",Mr. Long said, slightly jumbled, to his cellphone. "Yes, Aksana...I get it...okay...yes, I will come...".
Another man, who was tall and had a sturdy build ,walked up behind him.
"Teddy?". The man asked, in his signature raspy voice.
Teddy dropped the phone, surprised. It hit the floor, creating an echo in the hallway. He slowly turned around, to face John Laurinaitis, his co-worker.
"Oh...uh, hello Mr. Laurinaitis...".
John chuckled, "You're actually dating Aksana? That is just awkward, Teddy...".
"Well...".
John grinned, deviously.
"Don't you have a wife? And a kid?...Oooh, If your wife found out...", Teddy cut him off.
"If you tell her...", he hissed, yanking at the Raw General Manager's collar.
"If I tell her, I will get the good side of the bargain...corporate-wise...", John grinned.
"That's all you care about, playa...the damn business side of things!", Teddy yelled in John's face.
Johnny shrugged. He loved toying with his counterpart.
"Oh..okay...I wont tell her...on one condition...".
"What!", Teddy spat. "A TLC Hell in a Cell Falls Count Anywhere Handicap Inferno match, Mr. Excitement?".
John crossed his arms, squinting at the smaller man.
"Nah...I was thinking..."...
Hayden walked down the main street. In all the hustle and bustle of the city, she still felt...alone. There was nowhere to go, even though there was so many places to go. She stopped walking and stared at the ground.
Where do I go? What do I do?
She almost began to tear up when she remembered something.
"Look, Me an Little Jimmy have a Live Event in Miami ta go ta. I'm not here to buy fancy spiders!"
A live event in Miami. A WWE live event. After the event in Miami, the Superstars would pack up and go...somewhere else. Somewhere else was where Hayden wanted to go.
She suddenly took her backpack off her back and started digging through it. She pulled out her wallet, a black leather one, and opened it. She pulled out a card.
"WWE Backstage Pass from my...father...". Hayden remembered that her father worked for the WWE. She shook her head, tempted to ditch the idea. What was the point of going, if she was bound to run right into the reason she ran?
She looked back at the pass. Was it a risk she was willing to take?
A memory seized her mind...
She looked back at the utterly demolished man for a moment, almost feeling sorry, but she quickly spun around, walking out the front door and slamming it. Another piece of the man's life just flew out the door.
It hit her. Her father would be too...broken down...to attend the live event. It was a selfish thought, using her father's sorrows for her personal gain...
Get your head in the game...your family is gone because of that man...she forced herself to think. She looked up from the ground.
"It's a risk I'm willing to take...", Hayden said, aloud. Her words were true, in many ways.
Teddy stared at the clock, with his phone in one hand. He paced around the house.
"Where's Hayden...where's HayHay...", he repeated himself, literally worried. "It's been an hour...".
What if...
He shook his head.
Don't think of the What Ifs...
He hesitantly hovered his thumb above the phone's number buttons.
"She's probably with her mother...".
What if...she isn't?