A/N: Hello Reader, hows life? Mine is good because I have people like you who read my fanfics and enjoy them. I hope you enjoy this chapter and for the people who are in school, Have a great summer!
Chapter 3
Carry Wilson, that was her name. I was 17, she was 16.
Amy continued eating her pizza as she questioned me. "So how did you two meet?"
I sighed, "my dad had to move once again and we landed in Texas. My first day of school at this high school, I saw this girl. She was so beautiful."
"Mom?"
I nodded, "but I was too shy to introduce myself to her though." I laughed, "she ended up introducing herself."
"How did that go?" Amy asked while smiling.
I rubbed the back of my neck, "well, she came up to me and asked why I had been staring at her throughout the day."
Her smile widened, "what did you say?"
"Nothing, I was too nervous to speak, she giggled and that made matters worse. She ended up telling me her name and we started father told me that we were staying here and that it was the last time we'd move until I was out of high school. So I decided I'd ask her out a week after I moved out there."
"She said yes?"
I nodded, "She agreed but thought it was too early to start a relationship."
"Did you love her?"
My fist clenched tighter, "more than anything."
"So why did you leave?"
I glared at Amy, "I wouldn't have if I had the choice! I was even going to ask if she'd marry me after graduation but then dad... he told me we had to move soon."
Amy finished her pizza and looked at me, "how long were you two together?"
"A year."
She smiled softly, "she still talks about you, telling me stories about your adventures."
I nodded, "I broke her heart though. I couldn't even tell her I had to move, instead I just left."
She frowned, "Broke it to tiny pieces that will never be 100% back together."
I continued to nod, knowing it was true. What made matters worse was she's going to die. I looked at Amy, "you look just like your mother."
She laughed quietly, "mom says I look just like you."
I stood up and stretched, walking over to the coffee pot, I got another cup. "Anything else?"
"If you were 17 when you met, and were together for a year then that would make you 18 right? Why didn't you stay since you were a legal adult?"
"The WWE tried their hardest to get me to tag long but I didn't want to be like dad. Always moving around every so often, leaving my loved ones behind. When I stayed with dad, he protected me from the industry."
Amy stared at me in confusion, "aren't you a WWE superstar right now?"
I nodded, "after I left Carry, I didn't care anymore. Either way, I'd have to lose the one I loved. I screwed up so many times, so I just turned the other cheek on my old life and started a new one."
"You're a douche."
I glared at her, "don't use that type of language girl."
"I would have atleast seen her once after getting her pregnant." She mumbled.
I leaned against the counter smirking and took a sip of my coffee, "well, your not me are you?"
She stood up abruptly, clenching the table, her expression full of anger. "I'm glad I'm not you!" She yelled.
I rolled my eyes, "Such a drama queen." A glass plate flew past my face, crashing into the wall behind me. Next was a cup, I had to dodge this time.
"I hate you!" Amy screamed as she continued to throw things off of the table at me.
"Stop throwing my stuff! This shit is expensive!" I yelled angrily.
She suddenly stopped but then gave an evil smirk.
My eyes widened as she flipped the table, I decided to stay still so I wouldn't et hurt.
"Is this expensive Randal?" Amy asked as she kicked a cabinet, making a hole with her combat boot. She threw glass cups at me, one hit me in the chest.
"Amy! I Command you to stop!"
Stuff began to fly faster and stronger. "Go to Hell Randal! You're not the boss of me! If you wee a great father then things wouldn't be this way!"
I frowned.
You want a war? You got one.
I stomped over to her and smirked, tipping my cup over her head, my remaining coffee quickly ran down her face.
She screamed and hit me with a cutting board, "I hate you!"
My smirk widened, stepping over the broken kitchenware, I made it to the fridge. I found a nice carton of eggs.
"Really Randal? A food fight? Your such a ch-" She was interrupted by an egg to the face. "Fine, be that way." She said as she wiped the egg off of her face. Moving over to a cabinet with food, she grabbed the flower.
"Put that down!" I ordered.
She ripped the bag open, "and if I don't?" She smirked and lunged towards me, the flower spilling over both of us.
I pushed her off but ended up slipping and falling.
"You're such a horrible father." She said sighing.
I looked at her and smiled, "you're such a horrible daughter." I looked around, the Kitchen was trashed. Hundreds of dollars worth of Kitchen ware were now ruined.
"I feel better," Amy said as she stretched.
I stood up and glared at her, "you started this, have fun cleaning."
"Randy!"
I looked down at her, "now!" I growled.
Her eyes widened and she quickly looked to the ground, "okay..."
I went and grabbed a broom, then handed it to her. "I'm going to go take a shower." I said as I quietly left her.
Stripping my flower covered clothes, I step into the shower and blasted the hot water, standing still as the water ran down my body.
This was going to be harder than I thought.
When I got out, I stopped in the Kitchen to see her silently looked up at me.
I rubbed the back of my neck, "you can get in the shower."
She nodded and quickly past me, towards the Bathroom.
I sat on the couch and turned on the TV.
My phone buzzed and I looked at it, great, It was Hunter.
"Hello?" I asked annoyed.
"Hey Randy, It's Hunter. Cody and Ted told me some very interesting information today."
My eye's widened.
A/N: Dun Dun Dun! Cliff hanger! I just went , hope you enjoyed and please review and check out my other stories! Thanks!
