Chapter 6

-Randy's POV-

I ended up driving all night and Becca woke up about 6am. She stretched and yawned. "I'm hungry." I agreed and pulled into a diner.

We got into a booth and ordered some food. I rested my elbows on the table and sat my head on my hands. "So tell me the real reason why you don't want to go back to foster care."

She shrugged unsteadily. "I just don't like it." She was lying; I could tell. I cocked an eyebrow. "Becca.." She cut me off. "I just don't like it okay pretty boy?" She snapped.

I leaned back in the booth and crossed my arms over my chest. "So we're back to that huh?" she didn't say a word. I tried to not let it irritate me. We ate in silence and got back in the car. Becca was silent the whole ride. I stopped to get gas when my phone rang.

I put the cap back on the gas tank and picked it up. "Hello?"

"Randy! What's this I hear from McMahon you kidnapped a kid?" It was my dad. I sighed. "I didn't kidnap her." My Dad's voice seemed to get louder. "Randal you better take her back to the foster care. I'm looking out for your future and I don't want to see you in a jail cell."

The line went dead and I shut my phone. I looked at Becca from the window and she was just sitting there with her arms crossed. I sighed and got back in the car. We got a little ways down the road.

I broke the silence. "Are you going to talk to me?" "Nope." She retorted. If she wants it that way then she can have it.

2 hours passed and we pulled up to the building. Becca's eyes widened and she glared at me with fear pouring out of her eyes. "Why are we here?" "I promised Jim I would have you back by today." I said with no emotion in my voice.

She gasped in shock. "You had this planned out. You had me thinking you cared about me and I was never coming back here. I thought you weren't like my brother, but you are exactly like him."

She grabbed her bag and ran out of the car. Jim came out. "Ah, Randy thanks for dropping her off." I nodded but looked at Becca. "Becca please, I'm trying to help you. This seems to be the best for you." She glared at me; her eyes full of anger. "I hate you!"

She ran inside and Jim walked over to me. "Randy I appreciate you looking out for her. You did the right thing." I nodded hoping he was right. I looked at him. "Just take care of her, okay?"

He nodded. "She's in the best care here; don't worry." I said bye to him and got in the car and headed back to the hotel where John and I were staying. I wasn't sure if I made the right decision.

-Becca's POV-

I was terrified to be in the place again. The Attendant at the front desk said I was going to have my same room which she lead me to.

I got in and she shut the door. I looked around, it was exactly how I left it 3 years ago. I sat on the bed hoping and praying Gary doesn't work here anymore. I heard a knock at the door and I opened it.

Jim walked in. "Alright Rebecca we have lots to talk about. First off you are grounded to this room for about 3 months and you will be on cleaning duty till you get adopted." I sighed; I knew that was coming. I've been gone for 3 years, I didn't expect anything less.

I looked up at him with fear in my eyes. "Who's my R.A?" R.A means Room Adviser. They check the rooms every night to make sure everyone is sleeping and isn't escaping.

He thought about it. "Um, oh yeah it's Gary." I slumped into the bed. My worst nightmare has come back to life. Jim looked at me. "Alright I'll let you get settled and by the way, there are bars on your windows so you can't escape." I rolled my eyes. They got smarter.

Jim left and I got this sickening feeling in my stomach. I was not looking forward to the night time.

Randy's POV

I got back to the hotel and I walked in. John got up. "Where's Becca?" I throw my keys on the table. "She's back at foster care."

"What? Randy are you insane?" John was getting his shoes on.

I stopped him. "John what are you talking about and where are you going?" He kept putting his shoes on and he stood up to face me. "I'm going to talk to Vince. I can't believe you sent her back! You are unbelievable!" He stormed out of the room.

I sat down to take in everything that just happened. John was upset that I was running away with her now he's upset that I sent her back? Why? I rubbed my face in frustration.

Vince's POV

"John I can't just go in there and demand her back." I pointed out. He nodded. "Yes you can! You're Vince McMahon!" I sighed. "John, come on at least she's safe now." John jumped up. "NO SHE'S NOT!" I looked at John sternly. "Now John lower your voice."

He groaned. "What's it going to take for you guys to realize! Becca is TERRIFIED of foster care-" I cut him off. "John she never told us why, so we can't do anything about it now."

John looked at me calmly. "She told me."

I raised my eyebrows. "Okay why then?" I was interested to know.

He took a deep breath. "Her room adviser used to sexually abuse her."

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