Chapter 27: WrestleMania appearance
You would expect me to run around and confront exactly who did it. Not this time. Having a baby changed me, I knew how to handle situations. I wasn't going to do anything. Instead, I lay down on the garden grass and watched the clouds pass by. Ruining the beautiful moment, my phone rang.
"Missing my company?" I asked cheekily.
"Alex, this isn't time to play games!" Chris warned. "Get here now,"
"So you do miss me? What can I say? I am me,"
"Are you that selfish?"
"I don't know what you are talking about," the next thing I heard was a beep. People always hang up on me. Then it finally hit.
Tiffany had been kidnapped.
Soon, I was driving full speed in Randy's precious car. I could hear Tiffany crying in my head. I pulled up at Chris' house and was ready for action.
I burst into the house. "Where is she? What details do you have?" I asked, panting for breath.
"You know, since, I can be classified as her dad, I went into my protective mode and put a tracking chip in her jacket," Chris confessed. "Should I go and look for her?" he offered. I shook my head vigorously.
"I made my bed and I'll lay in it," I replied, holding the keys to my chest.
"This isn't your fault,"
"It is!" I argued and ran out of the door.
"I cant believe this is happening. And that thing is coming up. I'll never forget that day," Alex said to herself, not knowing Chris was in the passenger's seat.
"What day?" Chris asked, making Alex jump.
"March 20th, 1990, the day of my parent's death,"
"Oh, that's coming soon," he whispered.
"Coming soon? It's passed, but I have to be in London for the anniversary by April 15th, that was their wedding anniversary,"
"London, nice place, right?" he asked.
"Let's focus on Tiffany for a second. She's out there somewhere with the people 2nd and 3rd on my hatred list," I squinted my eyes, trying out my new evil look.
*~*~*
Hours passed, driving on the long road, but I finally found two people who could pass off as Randy and Mickie. I jumped out of the car and in front of them. They were cradling a baby, I couldn't see their faces as they were both in hoodies. I lifted their heads up, to find I was wrong.
"Uh…sorry," I muttered and walked off in embarrassment. "Vince agreed to let me do an appearance at WrestleMania 25 but I cant go because I don't have Tiffany!" I complained to myself. "I'm just going to have to let them look after her for a while," As I gave up every last bit of hope, my phone rang.
"I just spotted Randy and Mickie, turn left and run to the shopping centre," It was Chris. I wondered why the heck he was calling me from the car but no, he had driven off. But I had a baby to save. Alex to the rescue!
My heart beating, my feet thumping, I ran to the shopping centre. It was less than a minute but it felt like a year. My watch ticking and the silence of the road didn't help at all.
"I'm here, where are they?!" I asked Chris as he hid behind a shelf of flowers.
"Near the baby toys, touching up the blue teddy bear," I nodded slowly.
"I'm not going to create a scene, I'm going to do this like the mature, 30 year old I am trying to be," I replied and dusted myself off. "Wish me luck," I whispered under my breath and walked up to Randy and Maria. "Hello," I said and folded my arms.
"Great," Mickie whispered to Randy. "She found us!" she added.
"Excuse me! I'm still here, and I want my baby back, she is mine, you know," I said, trying to keep my cool as I was getting pretty wound up.
"Not yet," Mickie replied, putting a hand on my shoulder, even though I pushed it off.
"She's my baby and as long as she cant talk, I'll decide for her!" As if on cue, Tiffany let out a little 'goo', as if in response to what I said.
"Looks like she can talk, I guess she's all mine,"
"I've got a parents death/wedding anniversary coming up the day after WrestleMania, so I don't need you two causing anymore trouble for me!" I whispered loudly.
"Stop it!" Mickie replied.
"Give me my baby!" I shouted, getting stern. Luckily, Tiffany didn't start with her usual wailing.
Mickie gave me a slap around the face and I almost fell over. I didn't do anything but clutch my cheek and walk back to Chris, tears in my eyes. The only words that came out of my mouth were: "Let's just go,"
*~*~*
April 5th. I hadn't got Tiffany back and she was the first, second and last thing on my mind. 3rd on my mind (yes I have a list) was appearing at WrestleMania 25. It was the silver anniversary, I had to be there! I was taking my front row seat as I already had something to do. Yay me!
I met with Santina and went over our brief segment.
The Miss WrestleMania match was over, I cheered and whooped until Todd Grisham got a hold of me.
"So, Sky, what do you plan on doing when you return?"
"Well, Todd, maybe I'll go after Santina!" Santina got out of the ring and stared me nose to nose. I pushed her/him out of the way and picked up the mic.
"I don't think Santino will like it when I take down his sister but, honestly, who cares what he thinks?" I grinned as the crowed cheered.
*~*~*
Backstage, when the show was over. The first people I went to where Shawn, Hunter and Stephanie. They were all in a room, watching TV.
"Hello, who ordered the pepperoni pizza?" I asked in an Italian accent. They all turned round.
"Alex!" they ran to hug me.
"Cant…breath," they let go and I took a deep breath.
"I just want to say you both did so great in your matches, you had me on the edge of my seat!"
"Want to sit down?" Stephanie asked. I shook my head.
"Do you know where Randy is?" I asked.
"In his room," Hunter replied, not quite sure about what I wanted.
"Thanks, I'll be back," I ran to Randy's room, only to be stopped by Adam with Malcolm.
"Someone wants to say hello," Malcolm jumped up and naturally, I caught him in mid-air.
"I didn't know you were here tonight!" I smiled and hugged him. "Adam, can you take care of him quickly please?" I didn't wait for an answer, I heard baby screams and followed it.
I ignored people saying hi or trying to hug me and followed screams. I saw Randy's room. I debated with myself for a few seconds whether to go in or not, but I knew I had to go in. I already missed the first few years of Malcolm's life, I wasn't missing Tiffany's. I burst through the door.
"Randy…" I spoke. "I need Tiffany back. I don't care if you're her dad, I'm her mum and we're always more important," I started crying uncontrollably. "Just, please. I'm jetting off to London in a few hours and I need to take her, I cant leave her with you," I didn't know a crowd had started to form behind me. Nosy people!
"Fine, but I want her back," I grabbed Tiffany and cradled her in my arms. I made my through the crowd, which I didn't care about, and got a ride home form Chris.
I slammed the door shut after Chris walked through, I was not letting Tiffany go anywhere. I stayed silent as I did everything. I packed a few clothes for myself and Tiffany.
"I'm just going to sit here, until 6 am," I whispered, m eyes fixed on the TV. My shining mood from earlier had gone. I was back to that dark, dull, miserable girl who everyone hated.
