Wow, it's been a really long time since I updated this one, but the next chapter is finally here. I decided today that this story has a lot of potential and that it just needs to be worked with. So here it is.
Chapter Nine: Alex's P.O.V.
4:30 A.M.
I was still awake, thinking about Jayda and what would happen to her if by some odd chance Randy wasn't her father.
Michelle had already said her parents wanted nothing to do with the little girl. Michelle couldn't take care of her because she needed to finish up school.
That's when I made my decision. If all else failed and Randy didn't get Jayda, I would.
This decision eased my mind somewhat but not enough to go to sleep.
The next morning, I was running on pure caffeine. Coffee, soda, whatever I could get my hands on and it didn't go unnoticed by Sheri.
"What's wrong with you, hon? You look awful drained," she asked, concerned.
"I'm just really worried about this case. The one with the wrestler."
"I have never seen you so worked up over a case. Why this one?"
"I don't know, Sheri. I really don't."
"Maybe it's because you're head over heels for this Randy Orton guy?" she smiled.
"No, are you kidding me, Sheri? The guy so arrogant I could barely stand him last night."
"Last night? If he is so bad, why were you with him after you got off of work?"
I hesitated but eventually answered. "I wanted to make it clear to him that I wanted what was best for Jayda."
"Yeah, I'm sure," she replied as someone walked in the door.
I turned to see Michelle holding Jayda, but what shocked me was what in the other hand. A suitcase.
"Hi," I greeted. "You didn't have to be here until the results came back."
"I know. I just don't want to break down in front of her dad when the results come back. I would rather say goodbye when he's not here."
"You know there is that chance that Jayda isn't his."
"Either way I would have to say goodbye."
"No, you wouldn't."
She looked at me with a look of confusion in her eyes.
I walked up to her and put a comforting arm around her shoulders. "I guarantee you that if Randy is not Jayda's father, then I will adopt her and let you see her any time you want."
"But that doesn't mean a damn thing if Orton gets her."
I stayed silent at this comment. After all, that was the truth and I couldn't do anything about it.
"Could you please leave us alone for a few minutes while I tell her goodbye?" she asked after a moment of silence.
I nodded and walked back over to Sheri. "Did I just hear you right? You're going to adopt that little girl?"
"Yeah, but enough of that." I said, watching the interaction between Michelle and Jayda.
Tears were streaming down Michelle's face as the little girl just stood there, looking like she had no clue what was going on. They then embraced and Michelle held Jayda for what seemed like forever. This girl cared for her niece so much but yet she was the one that couldn't have her. She finally let go and gave her a kiss.
She walked over to me, still trembling from crying. "Tell Orton, that once I get out on my own, I will be coming for this little girl. I'm sure he won't have a problem with it since he lives such a busy life."
I shook my head affirmatively as she left the clinic without glancing back. I then turned back to Sheri.
"Get me Randy Orton's number."
