Chapter 9: What Mom Knows

I took a long walk to the other side of town where my mom currently lived with her new beau. I walked into the lobby and pressed the button for her apartment number. As I waited for a response, I glanced out the glass door of the hotel and caught sight of Brock Lesnar and Ryback standing across the street. They were standing side by side with their arms folded over their massive chests and hard looks on their faces. My heart started to pound as I stared at them. Why weren't they in jail with the Undertaker?

I averted my gaze when my mother's voice came through the intercom. "Who is it?"

"It's Leah mom," I said before she opened the door.

I stepped through the threshold to see that they were no longer standing there. It was almost as if they had never appeared there or something…

I shook it off and headed upstairs to see my mother. I simply had to know her side of the story and I knew she wouldn't lie to me. I felt somewhat nervous going to see her after so long. The only memory I thought about was the day she packed her stuff and left the house with Randy. I was confused by the situation and even more so now after hearing that story of her past. I sure hoped that Carmen was wrong about this…

"Hello mom," I said when she opened her door.

She smiled at me through those bright blue eyes, "Hello honey,"

I stepped up to her and gave her a huge hug. Although I was upset with her leaving like that, I missed her dearly. It was tough living with my over protective father who didn't care for anything in my life except whether or not I got good grades or not.

"Come on in here honey. Let's catch up," she said as she gently tugged me into the apartment duplex. I looked around at the place loving the soft carpet and open space in all areas of the place. She led me to her living room where a huge glass window showed a beautiful view of the city and a flat screen TV graced the empty white wall. I took a seat on the plush burgundy sofa and she followed my lead.

"So what brings you to this side of town?" she asked.

I looked at her as if she had truly lost her mind. "Have you been paying attention to the news lately?"

She shrugged, "Not exactly why?"

I sighed and shook my head, "So I guess you weren't aware that my friends and I were kidnapped by this man named the Undertaker?"

She gasped, "Oh my gosh no! Why didn't your father call me?"

"That's what I was wondering." I said as I dropped my gaze from her. "Has he told you anything about me at all?"

She fixed her silky white robe and tossed her brown hair over her shoulder. "No he hasn't. In fact every time I've called to talk to you he gave me an excuse for why I couldn't. I'm really glad you came here to fill me in on things."

"Actually I came so you could fill me in on things…" I said as I sat back into the couch.

"Ok…what do you want to know?" she asked.

I took a deep breath and then let the question pour from my mouth. "Were you really raped by Mark ten years ago?"

Her face froze for a moment and she dropped her gaze. "Yes…I really was."

"Ok…so why did he kidnap me and my friends?" I asked. "He had to have another reason to do so."

She narrowed her eyes and then shook her head, "Wait I thought you said that the Undertaker kidnapped you?"

"He did mom." I said.

"But how? The Undertaker has been locked up for many years…" she said.

I shifted in my seat, "I'm not following you…"

"Look, Mark couldn't have kidnapped you because he died that night that the guys jumped him." She said.

I shook my head, "No mom, I was told that Mark became the Undertaker after he was taken to the Estate."

"Estate? You mean Deadman's Manor?" she asked.

I shrugged, "I guess…mom what is going on here? Why were me and my friends subjected to the punishment that you and your little gang should have gotten?"

She turned away from me. "A long time ago, Mark and I snuck out to that place. He told me that the evil side of him resided in that place and if he ever were to die then it would take over his body and curse those who trespassed on his property. Have any of you girls been there?"

"No we were in Hawaii at the time of the abduction." I said.

"Well then…I don't know what happened. Al I know is that I never lied about the rape. He raped me that day and that's the end of it."

I nodded and moved my hair behind my shoulder, "Ok I believe you. Maybe he has a personal vendetta against dad."

"Your father and the rest of his friends…I was only telling them what happened. I didn't think they would kill him."

"Well he isn't dead. He's very much alive and very pissed off…and he wanted me to be the way you guys suffered."

She gasped and got up to grab her phone.

"What are you doing mom?" I asked.

"Calling your father…he should have told me about this not hide it from me." She snapped. I listened quietly as she argued with my dad about allowing me to be put in harm's way without her knowing about it. On top of that she flat out told him that I would be moving into an apartment near her and Randy so she could keep a close eye on me.

"You are going to get our daughter killed!" she screamed. "I can't believe I thought you would actually take care of her!"

I sort of giggled as they argued. It was always about who was the better parent and what they were going to do to prove it. I knew one thing…I wasn't moving out of my father's house anytime soon. I felt safer with him and thought that he would be more likely to protect me from the Undertaker. However…I would soon find out how wrong I truly was.