The Bicycle
14th May 2002
Makennah, my nearly four-year-old daughter was ignoring me. Not just ignoring me but also Paul. We had really hurt her with our comments. We had been leaving her at the hotel with Rachel and Rachel would tell us that she was great. Makennah was always asleep by the time we got back so I'd see her at breakfast before we left for the arena.
"Makennah, baby girl, come to Mommy for a second." I whispered. Makennah got up and walked over to me. I lifted her into my lap and smiled at her.
"Baby girl, how about you come to the arena with me today? Mommy has the day off so we can muck up and have some fun." I said. Makennah shook her head and I sighed.
"If you be happy again, I'll take you shopping and buy you lots of toys." I said. I knew the bribe would be useless and I watched as Makennah shook her head.
"What do you want to do with me today then?" I asked.
"I wanna go home." She said.
"We can't go home baby. Not until tomorrow. You don't want to leave Daddy all alone do you?" I asked. Makennah shook her head again and I pressed my lips against her temple.
"Mommy, we're going to the arena." Makennah said, running into the room. I nodded and lifted her up again.
"Can I take Bluto?" She asked.
"Sure you can, where is he?" I asked. I heard Bluto barking and I went into the bedroom. He was sitting on the bed and I smiled. I picked him up and placed him in Makennah's arms.
"You want to go in the wrestling ring before the show starts Makennah?" I asked. Makennah nodded excitedly and I smiled.
"At least you're talking now." I said to her.
"Sorry Mommy," She said.
"That's all right. We got you upset and you've been a very good girl ever since. I'm so very proud of you." I said. Makennah's face glowed and I took her and Bluto out to the car.
"Makennah, Bluto isn't allowed at the arena." Paul said. I got in the front and smiled reassuringly at him.
"He'll be fine babe; I'll probably take Makennah and Bluto for a walk outside of the arena anyway." I said. Paul nodded and drove over to the arena.
At the arena, Makennah was trying her best to behave. I guess this atmosphere just got to her. She gripped onto my hand as I talked to people and smiled sweetly when they talked to her.
"Damn, what happened to her? She's an angel now!" Shawn said. I grinned and Makennah smiled up at me.
"She's always been an angel, haven't you baby girl?" I said. Makennah nodded and Paul walked up to us.
"Come on, you need to come with me." He said, gripping my hand.
"What about Makennah?" I asked. Paul lifted Makennah up and started running. Makennah screamed in happiness as we ran down the hallway.
"Daddy, stop! I gotta be good. I promised!" Makennah said.
"Nah you don't. You gotta be naughty!" Paul laughed. I stopped him and he stared at me confused.
"No, Makennah has got to be a good girl. This is why she acts up Paul, it's because of you. You tell her that she's a brat so she starts being friendly and then you tell her to be naughty. Stop confusing her!" I said. Paul nodded and pulled me into his dressing room.
"Surprise, this is for you Makennah!" He said. Makennah's jaw dropped when she saw a brand new bicycle with training wheels.
"Thank you Daddy!" Makennah squealed. She ran over to the bicycle and jumped on it.
"Look, there's even a spot for you to put Bluto and ride him around. If he stays still long enough that is," Paul laughed. Makennah started riding around the room and I smiled at Paul.
"That's a beautiful present." I said. Paul nodded and pressed his lips against mine.
"You're amazing." I said. Paul smiled and kissed me again.
"Not as amazing as you and Makennah are. I managed to get you distracted." He whispered in my ear. I rolled my eyes and hugged him tightly.
"Makennah, let's go now. Come on, ride your bike outta here!" I said, opening the door. Paul walked over to me and kissed me again.
"See you later." He said. I nodded and smiled at him as Makennah rode her bike out the door.
"Hey girls, how are you?" I heard Shawn say. I turned around and smiled.
"We're good thanks Shawn. Paul just gave Makennah her bicycle." I said. Shawn nodded and smiled.
"Do you like it Makennah?" Shawn asked.
"I sure do Uncle Shawn!" Makennah replied happily. I smiled down at her and then she got off her bike.
"Where did Bluto go?" She asked. I looked around and noticed that the puppy was missing.
"I'll go find him, stay with Uncle Shawn." I said. Makennah shook her head and I grinned.
"All right Miss McMahon; let's go find your puppy." I said. She nodded and rode down the hallway.
"Hey Stephanie and Makennah, did you lose a little something?" I heard Mark say. I turned around and he had Bluto in his arms. I smiled and took Bluto from him.
"Makennah baby girl, don't worry, I've got Bluto!" I said.
"Can we talk?" Mark asked. I nodded and turned around to Makennah.
"Mommy, can I please go with Auntie Marissa?" Makennah said. I nodded and waved at Marissa.
"Let's go talk." Mark said. I nodded and we walked down to Paul's dressing room, which was empty.
"So... what did you want to talk to me about Mark?" I asked, sitting down on the lounge.
"Um... I wanted to talk to you about Makennah." Mark said. I frowned and shook my head.
"I'm not talking to you about my Daughter Mark." I said, standing up and walking over to the door. I held it open and he came over to me.
"Stephanie, we are going to talk about Makennah. Shut the door and get in here." Mark said. I shut the door and walked back over to the lounge.
"What do you want to know?" I asked.
"You know what, I have a right to see her." Mark said quietly. I stared at him shocked and the entire night started coming back to me.
**Flashback**
"Come on Stephanie, have another drink!" Jessica squealed, passing me Vodka. I smiled and opened it. I started drinking and went down to the living room. A guy cuddled up to me and I smiled.
"What's your name?" I yelled over the music.
"My name is Daniel, what's yours?" He asked. I pulled him in for a kiss and I walked away. I looked back and saw him looking shocked. I bumped into someone and I turned around.
"Mark, why are you here?" I asked happily, hugging him.
"I dunno, a couple of friends invited me. Damn, these are the types of parties you go to?" Mark asked. I nodded and smiled. He grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the living room and back up to the kitchen.
"Hey Steph, put that Vodka down and take this!" Amanda said, passing me a glass of something. I downed it and kept a grip of my bottle.
"Let's go talk." Mark murmured, bending down and whispering in my ear. I nodded and dragged him over to Jessica's bedroom.
When I woke up the next morning, I felt someone beside me. I looked over and saw Mark. I jumped back and panicked. I was only wearing a long t-shirt, that's it. What had I done? I packed up my clothes and ran out of Jessica's house in tears.
Three Months Later...
"Well, Miss McMahon, you are pregnant." The Doctor said. I sat there stunned and then I got up.
"Thank you Doctor King." I said. I left his office and caught a taxi to the arena. I looked down at my stomach and couldn't believe that I had a little baby growing inside of me.
"Stephanie, what took you that long? Where did you go?" Dad asked. I smiled and hugged him.
"There was lots of traffic." I smiled. Dad nodded and kissed the top of my head.
"Where's Mark, I need to tell him I found something that he was looking for." I said. Dad pointed down the hallway and I smiled.
"I'll come find you later. I love you Daddy." I said. Dad nodded and I went down the hallway.
"Mark, we seriously need to talk." I said.
"What do we need to talk about?" Mark asked. We sat down on a crate and I stared at him.
"We had sex at Jessica's party Mark and I'm pregnant." I said. Mark stared at me shocked and then he rubbed his face.
"Are you sure it's mine?" Mark asked.
"Mark, I am positive it is yours, I have only had sex with one other person and that was three months before this party. I'm three months pregnant." I said. Mark looked at me like he was going to be sick.
"Look, you don't have to have anything to do with the baby. I only told you because I need to know your family history. No one will ever need to find out." I said.
"All right, as long as no one ever finds out and I don't want anything to do with her in a father type sense. I'll be her Uncle Mark." Mark said. I nodded and walked off.
**End Of Flashback**
"Mark, I don't want to talk to you about this." I said.
"Stephanie, Makennah is my daughter!" Mark said angrily. I heard something drop and I turned to the door of the dressing room. Paul was standing there and he looked shocked and hurt. Mark walked out of the room and Paul came over to the lounge.
"So... I guess you just heard. Mark is Makennah's biological father." I said.
