A/N: I finally found some inspiration… thanks to The Suffering. I want to give some sort of glimpse into Mara's childhood, and what has grown Mara to despise her father… so like half of this chapter will consist of flashbacks and such.
I do apologize if it is hard to keep up with. Like I said, these are just flashbacks... I guess that's all that I can say.
Mara's POV
I wasn't necessarily planning on staying up the entire flight to Boston. So I decided to catch myself a few z's. I didn't expect anything to happen as I was sleeping... but... something did.
Something takes me back in time and I see a little miniature version of myself sitting at the kitchen table of my childhood home, with a birthday hat on.
Where the hell?
"Mommy, when's Daddy coming?"
"He should be coming soon, Mar. Don't worry."
"But I can't wait that long..."
It was my 5th birthday, and this was before my parents got a divorce... I remember waiting so long for Vince to come to my birthday party. And even if he wasn't going to come... I at least expected a phone call from him.
"Mara. It's okay." Little Shane says sitting up on the bench next to me.
"This is supposed to be my birthday! It's supposed to be all about me!" The 5 year old version of myself frowned sadly. As I stood there watching myself get upset, I couldn't help but get a little sad myself. It sucked... to once be that little girl at the table and have everything she wanted for her birthday.. except for her father. That's all she really wanted honestly... she could care less about the presents... all she wanted to for her birthday was to have her father say happy birthday to her.
This little girl wanted to be Daddy's Little Girl... she wanted to be in Stephanie's position...
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Fast forward to later on in the night, and I again find myself, this time in my childhood bedroom where I find the small 5 year old girl asleep. I watch her get up from bed, and slowly creep out to hear my parents argue with each other.
"I can't believe you, Vince. You miss your own daughter's birthday! Your own daughter!" Linda yelled at her husband. I watch as Vince's facial expression goes cold. "Linda. I was at a business meeting. You know how important we need the money, I didn't have time to go to Mara's birthday party."
"You could've at least called to wish her a happy birthday, Vince. Can't you just take a few minutes out of your time for your family and not for your job?"
"Linda... I don't think you understand...
"No... I don't think you understand Vince... if you don't start being in your daughter's life... your family life in general... then I'm afraid that I'm going to have to put an end to us. And I don't want that... not for Mara..."
So my mother really did care for me... if that's the case... then why is she shipping me off to Boston?
"I guess this has to be the case then..."
Linda gasped. "I can't believe you. How can you just sit there and not care about this marriage? Your own children?"
"I do care Linda, that's why I work twice as hard... for the God Damn money..."
Time Skip (A week after Mara's 5th birthday)
I remembered that day... the day where my parents got a divorce... Vince had came by to discuss who was going to take who.
"Linda, we need to talk. Since we are settling with this divorce... I want to talk about the kids."
I watched as my mother sucked her teeth. "Sure, Vince. It's about time you start caring."
"I'm taking Shane with me."
"No, Vince. No. Shane is staying with me. I will not let him go with you, he will not be like you."
God Bless your heart mother... look at what you've done to Shane now... I couldn't be anymore happier with my mother deciding to take Shane... he would've became another Vince... and another Vince, and Stephanie... are both too much for me to handle. So I'm blessed that my mother fought to keep Shane with her.
"Fine. I'm taking Stephanie."
"And I'm keeping Mara. I wouldn't want to think she wants anything more to do with you after what you've put that child through... Missed birthdays... missed childhood plays... graduation..."
My mother's right... I stopped waiting for Vince McMahon a long time ago... and now look what happened to me...
The sound of my cell phone vibrating brings me out of my sleep, and I reach down to answer a text I got from Shane.
Mar, I'm sorry. I shouldn't of flipped out the way I did before. Call me as soon as you can.
Shane
I closed my phone and placed it back in my pocket. I'm glad Shane finally saw it my way, he knows that I don't want to go through this alone... and I know that he wants to be there for me... as he too was left alone by Vince McMahon. He's a really good brother, and I love him to death.
I could only wish that Stephanie was just as the same.
In. My. Fucking. Dreams.
"Mara..."
I see Triple H poke his head from his seat in front of me. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine, thanks."
"You and Stephanie aren't going to rip each others throats out are you?"
When I got on the plane, I just so happened to get a seat right next to my Demon of a sister, Stephanie... I wasn't happy about it at first... until I decided that I was going to go to sleep to avoid all things Stephanie.
"No. Well, at least, I'm not."
He laughs at what I say. "Stephanie's not that bad, Mar. At least, not as bad as you might think."
I snorted. "You're only saying that because she's your wife."
"Not necessarily. She's almost like my best friend."
"Is that coming from Triple H or Paul Levesque?"
"Paul Levesque. Look, Mar... I know your upset... but things aren't as bad as you might think they are. Maybe Vince is a changed man, from the last you've seen him." Triple H tells me.
"The last I've seen of Vince McMahon was when he was arguing with my mother about missing my 5th birthday." I told him, tightening my jaw at the memory. "Wow, you remember it just like that?"
"You can say so, yes." I say, referring back to my dream.
"Alright... well... I hope you do change your opinion on him... because people do change Mara... you just might not want to admit it." Triple H says to me before he turns back around to his seat.
I oughta kick the back of his chair for saying something like that to me... but then again, I know he's right. People do change... but that still doesn't make me happy that I'm going to the one place that ruined my childhood.
There will be more flashbacks of Mara's childhood in later chapters... I just thought it would be nice to get some sort of glimpse into what her childhood was like... review! :D
