These lies are leading me astray its too much for me to stay
I don't wanna live this destiny it goes on endlessly
I see you so please stay strong
I'll sing you one last song and then I'm gone
I don't wanna live this destiny it goes on endlessly
xxxxxx
EMILIE'S P.O.V
"I'm allowed to see her if I want too Cena, you don't control her life! You didn't even fucking want her you piece of shit now back the fuck up and let me see my god damn niece!"
Niece? I stared at the man in front of me and the realization finally hit me, and it hit me hard. He looked like my mother, almost to the tee. Those green eyes that I knew oh so well, were my mothers eyes. Looking at him..was almost like looking at myself as a boy. I stepped back and opened my mouth to speak but quickly shut it.
"If you wanted to see her so damn badly Chris then you would've of left!" My dad was now up in his face. Chris snarled at him and pushed him back.
"I was there!" My dads face softened and I raised a brow at the both of them.
"You wouldn't remember Cena because I was there to pick up what you threw away you fucking asshole! I was there the whole time, hell I was the one who convinced her to keep the babie- baby! If anything you should be thanking me you're even getting to know your damn daughter today. I was there for her whole pregnancy, I was the first one to hold Emilie! Where were you at Cena? Where were you." John stepped back and put his hand over his mouth. Chris was right, he wasn't there. Randy stepped forward but Chris shoved him back too.
"You have no right to even be here Randal. As much as you loved my sister, where the fuck were you at too? Oh that's right you fucking left with Cena. I had to clean up both of your messes god damn you! She didn't just need her brother, she needed her boyfriend and her best friend BUT YOU BOTH FUCKING LEFT HER! AND NOW LOOK, SHE'S FUCKING DEAD!" John charged at Chris and in a flash they were both on the ground.
"Stop!" I screamed, but no one heard me. Randy and Sheamus were trying to pull them apart but it wasn't working. My "Uncle Chris" was now in the favor and connecting his fist as many times as he could with my dads face. Batista ran out along with the whole roaster and everyone eventually got them apart. My dad was bleeding from his nose, lip, and a black eye was forming. Uncle Chris had about the same.
"That was long overdue Cena, and trust me, I'm no where near done." He spat out and shoved all of the superstars off him. He looked over at me and his anger quickly left and he filled with sorrow. He walked over to me and placed a hand on my cheek.
"Don't fucking touch her!" My dad charged at him again but everyone grabbed him and held him back. Chris turned his attention back to me and gave me a faint smile. I could feel the eyes of everyone on us and heard some start to whisper.
"You look so much like your mother Emilie." He brushed a strand of hair behind my ear and smiled. "I'll be back, I promise." He leaned down and gave me a hug, and after hesitating for a second I hugged him back.
"There's so much you don't know about Em, so much." He whispered in my ear and let go. He shot my dad another look and turned around and walked away. The words he said played through my mind like a broken record. What don't I know? I looked over at my dad and shook my head.
"I have an Uncle...and you didn't think that was important? Why didn't you tell me?" Tears were falling down my face by now, but at that point I didn't even care.
"What else have I been lied to about?" Silence. I got fucking silence from everyone.
"Emilie..I'm sorry sweetheart, he was a bad kid-" I held my hand up and shook my head. Bad or not, that's my mothers brother, my uncle, and everyone lied.
"He couldn't of been that bad, hell you heard him dad! He was the first one to fucking hold me!" I shouted at him. My dad opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out.
"Find someone else to escort you to the damn ring." I shoved passed all of them and went back into the building. I quickly wiped the tears away and held my head up high. If I was going to be continuously lied to like this, then I was leaving. I went into the locker room to grab my stuff when I felt two arms wrap around me. I squeezed out and turned around to see Zack.
"Emilie? What happened."
"My life is just one big lie." She let out a sob and just mumbled the same thing over and over again. Zack held onto her as she cried in his chest. He lightly stroked her hair and rocked her back and fourth.
"Everything's going to be OK Emmy, I'll make it OK." He whispered into her hair and kissed the top of her head. While she was crying and he was soothing her, neither of them had noticed that someone had opened the door and was quietly watching them, rage growing within him everytime Zack brought his lips close to her.
Feeling like they were being watched, Ryder rose his head up and looked at the doorway, but no one was there. I thought the door was closed? He shrugged it off and took his attention back to the girl sobbing in his arms. He heard footsteps and when he looked up he saw John in the door with guilt written all over his face. Zack slowly shook his head no and nodded down towards a sobbing Emilie. John hung his head and slowly walked over. He took Emilie into his own arms. After her beating on him for a minute or two she finally gave in and buried her head in his chest.
John looked down at his sobbing daughter and fought back his own tears. He had failed her once again, only this time might of been the last. There was no way she was going to forgive him. He'd already left her before she was born, missed out on 15 years of her life, let her get hurt, and now this. What else could he possibly do wrong? Little did he know there was so much more he could do, and the one person he would've never thought to do so would soon ruin his life and relationship with his daughter.
"Why dad...why." He looked down at her when she slowly sat back. She wiped her face on her shirt and looked up at him. She locked her blue eyes with his and he let out a sigh.
"When me and your mom were together, me and him didn't always get along." John looked down and ran his hand over his short hair and looked back up into his daughters eyes, his own eyes.
"You see Em, they're twins. She's older by two minutes, and was his protector. Well that soon changed when they got older, and when we got together...he didn't exactly like the idea of his sister dating anyone. Well we soon grew to be friends, and then he got sent away for a month for beating up the neighbor kid. When he came back he was a different person, hell Catherine didn't even know him anymore, but they were twins, they stuck together. We became closer again and Cat dropped the pregnant bomb on me. I left, he hates me. She's dead, he'll hate me forever. I didn't tell you about him because I figured if mom or Terry didn't, they didn't want you to know. Emilie I never meant to hurt you, hell I didn't know he even stayed around. Apparently he didn't for long because you don't remember him. He must've left after Catherine d-died." Johns face fell when he noticed the blank expression on his daughters face. She showed no emotion, not even anger. She was just blank, and he knew from experience with Catherine that a blank expression is never good.
"Please Em, say something." Nothing. He looked up at Zack who was just staring at the two of them. Nobody knew what to say.
"I-I think..I think I want to go home." His heart stopped and his whole body started to shake. She wanted to leave, all because of him.
"Em...Em no." She shook her head slowly and stood up.
"I want to go home, I need to go home." John stood up quickly and grabbed his daughters shoulders. He looked deep into her eyes and let out a sigh.
"You can't go Em... I still haven't gotten to know you completely. Please you're just mad, and this is good. I've never really seen this side of you and it's something I need to learn to avoid unless well...you know...you need to be told off. Just.. give me another chance Emmy, I don't want to lose my only daughter. I know I'm not the best dad in the world and I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry with all my heart. I know taking pictures and putting them on twitter isn't enough, I know bringing you everywhere with me isn't enough...because I'm not really getting to know you. You're a lot like me Em. You're stubborn and hard headed. You may look like Cat...but you're me. And I honestly wouldn't know how to handle me either, but I need to try. I need you to stay. Please. If you really want to go home, fine, I can't stop you. But if you do please come back, take a week off or something, I'll do anything I swear. I can't lose you, Emilie I can't." He pulled her into a death grip hug and let his tears fall. He already lost one love, he wasn't about to lose his other. He looked down at her and she slowly backed up.
"I need time to think... I do need a break, but I'll think about it. Dad, I don't want to lose you either. You're my dad for Christ sakes...I love you. This is just overwhelming sometimes, it's so much to take on. Always traveling, never sleeping in the same bed, never really even staying in the same place to enjoy it. It's hard, and I'm sorry. You're right though, I am you. I love that I'm like you. I love being stubborn and hard headed, but mostly, I'm strong, and I love it. I know how to handle things when I'm at my lowest, and I get that from you. I'll never regret that you're my father, ever."
He stared down at his daughter stunned. She was wise, and most definitely his. What she said brought tears to his eyes again and he nodded. If she needed time to think, time he would give her.
"Would you still walk me down to the ring, I need my number 1 girl." She gave him a big smile and nodded. John gave her one last hug and watched her as she left.
Emilie slowly walked down the hallway, taking in everything that happened. All the lying, the hurt, the sacrifice she's made to be here was really taking a toll on her. She never expected to fall in love, get hurt, or hurt others. She also didn't expect to meet her uncle, or be lied to by her dad. She was strong though, and she would make it through this.
"First things first, I need to find Punk." She mumbled to herself. She let out a breath and walked into catering. She looked around for him, but was disappointed when he wasn't with his little posse. Her face lit up when she realized he must be in his locker room. She turned around and didn't stop till she saw the SES sigh on the door. Taking in a breath she knocked a couple times and waited. I let out a sigh when I realized nobody was in there. I turned to leave and then heard the door slowly open. I turned around and saw Punk standing there messing with his phone.
"Who's ther-" He stopped mid sentence when he looked up and saw me. I gave him a small smile and put my hands in my pockets.
"Can I..come in?" He stared at me for a couple of seconds and slowly nodded. He moved out of the way and I walked by him. I looked around the room and strode over to the couch. He closed the door and leaned against it, staring at me. I placed my hands on my knees and stared back. It started to get awkward, but I never left his eyes. I could see he was still full of hurt, and it stung my heart.
"I was wrong." I blurted out and looked down. I looked back up at him and almost laughed at the look he was giving me, almost. He raised his eye brows waiting for me to say something else and I closed me eyes.
"I was wrong, and I'm sorry. Me and you...it should've happened. It wasn't a mistake. I love you Phil, and I'm so so sorry for what I said. I do want to be with you, and I don't care what happens. Well I do care, but I mean we wont tell anybody...if the offer still stands." I opened my eyes to see a surprised look on his face, but he still said nothing. After a couple of minutes of silence he finally got off the door and walked over to me. He sat down next to me and ran his hand over his face.
"You're serious?" His green eyes locked with my blue ones, and I nodded. Before I knew what was happening he swept me up and pushed my against the wall. I let out a gasp but was soon replaced with a moan when his lips found my neck. I wrapped my legs around his waist and gripped onto his shoulders. He pulled his head back and our eyes locked once again. He really was beautiful. His soft green eyes, his lip ring, and his breathtaking smile. It made me feel like the luckiest girl in the world. He slowly leaned his head in and captured my lips with his. It went from a soft, sweet kiss to a passionate, hungry one. He let out a groan when I moved from his lips to his neck and began to nip and suck lightly.
"Oh god Emilie." He moaned and threw his head back. He crashed his lips back onto mine and gasped when I pulled his lip ring in between my lips and sucked. I smirked and placed a light kiss on his lips. He smiled and rested his forehead against mine.
"I love you Emilie." he breathed out, "And I don't want to lose you anytime soon." My smile faded and I let my gaze fall down.
"Emilie...what's wrong?" He let me down and came down to my level and put his hand on my cheek.
"I...I told my dad I wanted to go home...he told me to think about it...and I am...I just need a break so.." I trailed off and looked down at my shoes. I heard Punk sigh and he stood upright again.
"I'm sorry. I just wanted to come make things right and tell you that I do want to be with you, and I'll always want to be with you." I let out a sigh and looked up at him. "Are we together." He looked down at me and smiled. He leaned down and kissed me and pulled my body against his.
"Always and forever."
