***Disclaimer: I do not own Matt, Jeff, Shane, Shannon (But oh, how I wish I did) or any other wrestlers mentioned in this story. I only own Lyllian and Jessa.***
Abrielle ran out of the house and down the road. She didn't care where she ended up, she just wanted to get away.
Jeff was sitting out on the front porch of his dad's house smoking a cigarette. He looked up the road and saw someone running. Little warm to be running, but whatever, he thought. As the figure got closer, he realized it was Abrielle, ad she was crying. Jeff put out his cigarette and ran out into the road to meet her.
As soon as Jeff was close enough he grabbed Abrielle and pulled her to him. Abrielle didn't pull away, she just stayed there and cried. Jeff pulled her up into his arms and walked back to the house.
"Dad!" he shouted when he walked into the house.
Jeff's dad came from around the corner and saw Jeff had Abrielle.
"Put her in the guest room," said Claude.
Jeff walked down the hall to the guest room. The door was already open, so he walked in and set Abrielle down on the bed. As soon as she was on the bed she rolled away from him and cried even more. Jeff stood and left. He walked back into the living room to see his dad on the phone. As soon as Claude was off the phone he grilled Jeff.
"Why is she crying? Where did you find her? What's going on?" asked Claude.
"If I knew, I would tell you. But I think I have an idea," said Jeff sitting down in an arm chair.
At around five o'clock Jeff gets up and goes to check on Abrielle. She was still on the bed, she hadn't moved from where Jeff had put her. The only thing that was different was that she wasn't crying anymore.
"Bri?" asked Jeff knocking on the door frame.
"Huh?" asked Abrielle not moving.
"Can I come in?" asked Jeff.
"It's your house," said Abrielle.
"Well, technically it is my dad's house, but…" said Jeff.
Abrielle chuckled.
"Well, that is some kind of reaction," said Jeff walking over to her.
"Hmm," said Abrielle.
"Can I asked you a question?" asked Jeff.
"You are going to do it wither I want you to or not," said Abrielle.
"True," said Jeff. "Why were you crying?"
"Long story," said Abrielle.
"Well, I've got nothing to do, and since you haven't moved I doubt you want to go anywhere. So we both have time," said Jeff.
"True," said Abrielle sitting up in the bed.
"So?" asked Jeff pulling a chair over to the bed.
"Shane finally took me home after we talked. I locked myself in my room 'cause I didn't want to deal with mom. Well when I finally came out of my room and was going down stairs I heard mom on the phone, so I sat on the stairs and listened. She said 'I mean, I was sixteen. And I know I kept her. But you have to agree that I could have done so much more with my life if I hadn't got pregnant.' And I am sure she could've, but she didn't have to have me." said Abrielle.
"True, she didn't. But she did. So there has to be some kind of love there," said Jeff.
"Oh, it gets better. She also said, 'Well what else do you want me to do. Lie and say that she wasn't a mistake and that I don't regret getting knocked up at sixteen. You always told me to be truthful no matter who it hurt. So I am'. And that little bit of info tells me she was talking to Bret. So who hates who?" said Abrielle.
"Ah…so I take it you left after that," said Jeff.
"Yup, ran out of the house and down the road. You know the rest," said Abrielle.
"You ever though about talking to your mom?" asked Jeff.
"Oh, that will go over well. 'Mom, why do you hate me so much?' and she will reply with, 'Cause you ruined my life,'" said Abrielle. "Believe me. I have wanted to find out why for a while. But I know how it will go."
Abrielle looked away from Jeff. She was starting to cry again. It was bad enough she was cry, but she was crying in front of one of her favorite wrestlers and her mother's ex-friend.
"It's okay to cry," said Jeff.
"That's the thing. I don't know why I am crying," said Abrielle. "I know she hates me, I've known. So I don't see why it bothers me so much."
"It is probably because she actually admitted it," Shane walking into the room.
Jeff looked up at his friend.
"You're dad called me. Told me Bri was here and crying," said Shane walking over to the bed.
Shane sat on the bed next to Bri. He pulled her into a hug and sat there with her while she cried. Jeff excused himself from the room and closed the door behind him. Shane and Abrielle sat like that for a while. Finally Abrielle stopped crying and sat up again.
"You okay?" asked Shane.
"For now," said Abrielle wiping her face. "Is it bad if I say I don't want to go home?"
"With the circumstances as they are, no. But she is still your mom. She needs to know where you are," said Shane.
"I left my phone at home," said Abrielle looking around the room for her cell.
"Use the house phone," said Shane.
"I will, in a minute," said Abrielle.