A/N: hey guys remember when I said I am going to post every Monday..well... i said I would try, and did try. I just wasn't feeling it, I suffer from depression and sometimes it is very hard for me to feel motivated to even get out of bed, let alone write. Which really sucks because I love wrestling and I love this story, so I'm going to just keep writing and putting out chapters when I can. Yes I would love to get on a schedule but I just can't some time. So forgive guys and just enjoy, read and review.

Chapter 15

"This is boring" Sasha whined as she paced back and forth on the porch while Becky laid out on the steps with her goggles over her eyes. Sasha wore a black and purple shirt and a pair of jeans and Becky wore a black and red t-shirt and black shorts, "Why can't we go back to Uncle Shane's gym and learn some more wrestling stuff?"

"mom said she doesn' want us learning wrestling" Becky said, not turning to look at her older sister, "You complaining isn't going to change anything"

"That's what Charlotte always says" she grumbled out in response

"She's usually always right too"

Sasha ignored this and continued to pace, "I just don't get it...what's so bad about wrestling?"

"Charlotte did almost break your arm….maybe Stephanie just thinks we'll get hurt" Becky said as she propped herself up on her elbows

"She didn't break my arm!"

"Almost"

"Shut up" Sasha paced again, "No this seemed personal...I mean we haven't even been back there for self defense classes….and when mom saw what we were learning she had this look on her face"

"well she n' Shane used ta wrestle" Becky said nonchalantly while Sasha stopped in her tracks and rushed to her sister's side, pushing the younger girl's legs so she was sitting up right

"What do you mean..she and uncle Shane used to wrestle?"

"Well I saw 'em on old tapes in his office"

"why didn't you tell me sooner?" Sasha shouted as she punched her sister's arm

"Ow...it's not that big a deal"

"Big deal this is huge...she used to wrestle, she probably has some huge backstory with it like a supervillain"

"Supervillain?"

"or superhero...it doesn't matter" Sasha said before pushing herself up to her feet to begin her pacing but Becky grabbed her by her arm

"Please stop pacin'...it's givin' me a headache"

Sasha stopped but her mind continued as Becky laid back down and they fell into silence. That was until four boys came running down the street. Two in front, running and screaming while the two behind them were laughing their heads off, one on a bike and another on a skateboard. The boys however gave up their chase once they caught the eyes of the girls on the porch and Becky immediately noticed that they were Seth and Dean from school.

"What are ya chasin' those boys for?" Becky called out as she sat up

"Just for fun...there ain't nothing else to do" Seth said as they rode up the girl's driveway, leaving their bike and skateboard and heading to the porch

"You shouldn't mess with them. Their mom's real annoying...she'll come down here and complain a whole lot. She did it when Charlotte beat one of them up" Sasha said as she noticed the two boys had run into the house diagonal from them.

"Whose that?"

"Our older sister"

"Well what she do that for?" Dean asked

"'cause they said something mean to Bayley"

"whose Bayley?' Seth asked having never heard of the little girl

"Our other sister"

"You got a lot of sisters"

"And you got a lot of questions"

The two went back and forth while Dean came up to stand across from Becky and gave her an awkward smile causing her to laugh. She found him odd and quirky but that was good, it was much like how people acted in Ireland.

"Ya shouldn' be mean ta those boys Dean" Becky said lightly but it only caused Dean to fumble as he realized that the girl had remembered his name. Now he thought it was mere luck that they had chased the boys down past their house and the fact that they had called to him and Seth nearly caused him to wreck his board, "Alright Dean?"

"Uh...yeah...sure" he stumbled out having no idea that the girl had said more words as he fumbled with his thoughts, but the Irish natives smiled at him causing him to smile back. After a minute he got his bearings and cleared his throat before saying loudly, "You two should...uh come with us to the playground...it's only the next street over"

"yeah sure...we have to go ask our mom first though" with that the boys nodded and the girls headed off inside.

"Mom can we go outside and play with the guys?" Sasha asked as she and Becky came to the office where Stephanie was sitting at the desk in the office

"What guys?"

"Seth and Dean...they are in the other second grade class"

"I've never heard of them before..since when did you become friends?" Stephanie asked with a raised eyebrow

Becky went to say something but Sasha cut her off, "for a while...so can we go?"

"Sure, just take your sister" She responded, not even looking up from the papers she was writing on

"Yeah sure Charlotte can come, but I don't think she really wants-" Sasha started but was cut off by Stephanie

"Not Charlotte, she's out with your father...take Bayley" once again Stephanie did not look up at her middle girls

"But we're going to hang out with the guys...Bayley can't play with us" Sasha whined while Becky just looked at their mother in surprise

Stephanie looked up from her papers and raised a pointed eyebrow at them, "You can take her with you or the both of you can stay in"

Sasha and Becky looked at each other before shouting out, "BAYLEY!"

"Make sure you're back before five" Stephanie said to the girls before returning to her work.

Both girls ran out of the office and headed to the living room where Bayley was sitting watching cartoons. She was wearing a purple shirt and a pair of jeans as she held her stuffed bear in her arms, singing along to the theme song of some random cartoon.

"Bayley come on lets go" Sasha said loudly as she came up behind her younger sister causing Bayley to look back in shock

"What...where are we going?" She asked

"Outside, Dean and Seth are waiting fer us, we're going ta the playground" Becky said with a smile.

"Who?"

"Some guys from our grade"

"and you guys want me to come with you?" Bayley asked still sitting in the same spot

"Of course not, but mom says you have to come with us" Sasha said, causing Becky to elbow her in her side, "Ow"

"I don't wanna go"

"Come on please Bayley" Becky asked causing their younger sister to roll her eyes before slowly pushing herself to her feet and turned off the TV before turning to her sisters

"What do I get if I go?"

"You don't get a black eye" Sasha grumbled as she went to charge forward at Bayley but was held back by Becky

"Stop Sasha….come on Bayley please...if ya come you can uh...i don' know what do ya want?" Becky asked

Bayley thought for a minute before turning to Sasha and saying, "I want that five dollars that grandpa gave you last time he was here..i know you still have it"

"No"

"And I want your dessert for the rest of the month"

"No way" both girls said causing Bayley to shrug and sit back down

"ugh fine come on Bayley" Sasha complained dragging her younger sister up and pulling her to the door with Becky following

"There you guys are….man girls take forever...what were you putting on makeup?" Seth shouted from his bike

Seth waited on the street in front of the house on his bike and Dean sat on the front porch of the girl's house waiting for them. Both in a black t-shirt and a pair of shorts.

"We had to bring Bayley" Sasha said as she hopped down the stairs, heading over to Seth, "and I'm sure you take longer to get ready"

"So this is Bayley?"

Bayley nodded as she crossed her arms over her chest, regretting having left her stuffed bear in the house. Sasha moved passed her younger sister and walked up to Seth's bike, looking it up and down, "Let me ride it"

"What? No!" he said back and went to ride ff but Sasha grabbed the handle bars and asked again, staring at Seth with eyes that Seth could only place as cold and knowing, as if the girl knew everything and nothing about him at the same time.

Seth made at face at her before stepping off his bike and letting her on it, "You're lucky my mom taught me how to be a gentleman"

Dean stood up and gave a small wave to Bayley before turning to Becky, "come on...we heard some other kids talking about the park so we gotta hurry"

With that the five of them headed down the street, Sasha on Seth's bike with him holding the handlebars as he walked beside the bike steer, Dean on his skateboard and Becky and Bayley walking beside him.

*with Charlotte*

"I'll be right out here waiting for you once your done" Hunter said to Charlotte as she headed into Dr. Foley's office.

He was a therapist for young children and he saw all of the kids in the Helmsley household but Charlotte more so than the others. Not that she believed she needed it but, Stephanie had been observing the girl's weird behavior ever since she came to live with them and suggested that therapy would be best for the young girl.

"Hello Charlotte" Dr. Foley said with a jovial smile as he welcomed the young blond into the room allowing her to take a seat on the beige couch that sat across from the chair where he was, "Do you know why you're here?"

"The same reason why I always am...you don't have to ask that every time I come" Charlotte responded with an eye roll as she sat up perfectly in her seat

"Old habits" he laughed before opening a notebook, "So Charlotte what's new?"

The girl thought for a second, picking at the end of her light green jacket, "Stephanie and Hunter brought home the girl from Ireland that I was telling you about."

"Really...and how do you feel about. Do you two get along?"

"She's fine...Bayley loves her and Sasha actually enjoys her company"

"And what about you?"

"I….I don't know she's fine...it doesn't matter what I think"

Dr. Foley wrote something down quickly, "Why do you believe what you think doesn't matter...everyone has a say in something as impactful as a new addition to their family...especially with someone of your standards"

Charlotte took a small gulp as she shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She had been seeing Dr. Foley since she got adopted, it was per the social services worker's request in order to help her adjust from the shock of not only being physically attacked by her own father but also being the sole survivor of her family from that attack. It only took two sessions for the girl to completely shut out any idea or memory of her original family, instead replacing them with her new family. She became obsessed with protecting Bayley as she projected the image of her younger brother on bayley. That along with her wanting for everything in her family to be perfect caused Charlotte to develop a compulsive control disorder accompanied by OC, something which Dr. Foley and Stephanie noticed immediately.

Charlotte tended to lock away her personal emotions as she focused on the perfect of things such as food, grades, people, anything that she had the choice over, and even things she didn't, she like to control.

"I'm not saying that my opinion doesn't matter, but I...she's i don't know. I can't explain it. I don't feel anything towards her and it has nothing to do with her...i mean. I don't know how to explain my feelings" Dr. Foley began to write in is notepad but was stopped as Charlotte nearly screamed, "Don't write that..I know how that looks"

"How does it look"

"It looks like i can't express my feelings in a healthy way like you said before but i'm getting better...i swear...I just, sometimes i don't want to feel anything. Sometimes it is just better to live with no emotion than to have pain eating away at you"

"Charlotte, you are a very bright young girl...even with how you explain yourself it is obvious that you know yourself very well. It appears, however, that you don't wish to express your emotions because then you would have to embrace them and you still have not fully dealt with your emotions toward your father"

Charlotte gripped the edge of the couch at the mention of her father, "I don't want to talk about him"

"But that's the problem..you never want to talk about him and Charlotte...there is the very scattered fact that you will grow up with that deep rooted anger towards him and when not handled right….it will cause you to...implode" Dr. Foley said fixing his glasses as he leaned forward I'm his seat, abandoning his notepad

Charlotte's jaw clenched a little, "I'm not a bomb...I am not going to self destruct"

"Of course not" he laughed and went to say more

"I'm serious...and stop laughing" Charlotte's face twisted up in anger and pain as she slightly rocked in her seat, her nails cutting into her palms. Her anger boiled under her skin, much as it always did when she came to therapy, Dr. Foley seemed to love making her mad, making her feel anything was the mission of each session. However everything about him at this moment reminded her of her father. His laugh matching the one her father belted out when he murdered her siblings, his condescending tone the same as the one he used when he was dragged from the hospital and even Dr. Foley's crazy hair reminded Charlotte of what his looked like as he pulled at it, pacing back and forth in the blood of her younger only difference was Dr. Foley's lumberjack look which completely opposed her father's million dollar wardrobe.

"I'm not laughing at you Charlotte"

"I know" she snapped, "I think I'm done...I don't want to talk anymore"

"Well it's only been twenty minutes...we've talked for much longer than this before. Is it the new girl that is causing you to lash out quicker?"

"No" Charlotte said quickly, "It's not a problem"

"It?"

"She" Dr. Foley began writing in his notepad again, "I'm done talking...I want to go home"

Dr. Foley rubbed his eyes before setting down his notepad and standing up. He brushed off imaginary lint from his jeans before walking over to the counter behind him which held snacks and waters as well as an electric tea kettle. He poured himself a cup and turned to Charlotte, "Would you like a cup?"

"no I would like to go home"

*with the girls*

Becky and Dean sat side by side on the curb of the park waiting for Seth and Becky's sisters. The three of them had went to get ice cream from the truck that pulled up around the corner, leaving Dean and Becky by themselves. Dean made casual glances between Becky and where Seth had run off to. He could tell his friend liked Sasha just as he like Becky. Well not like like of course. He just wanted to keep making her laugh, that sweet laugh that he had heard during the kickball game. The only other girl that he had made laugh was his sister when she was a baby, but he hadn't seen her in years since his mom left.

"So uh...you were pretty good at kickball" Dean said, recalling their first encounter months ago. The girl had been a permanent member of the game, joining in every other recess and constantly getting better

"Really? That was my first time playing when I came to the school"

"What they don't have kickball in uh..Scotland"

"Ireland...I'm from Ireland" Becky laughed at the boy's mistake

"Right"

"And no...we don't have kickball in Ireland"

"What about dodgeball?"

"no"

"Soccer?"

"yes"

"basketball...football?"

"yes ta both"

The two sat in silence again before Dean spoke up, "Well uh...what about wrestling...do you guys have that?"

"Yes, but I never learned...only a little bit here from Stephanie's brother Shane...he owns a gym but it is pretty cool. I really wanna learn"

Dean's eyes lit up, he had never heard of a girl being interested in wrestling like he and Seth were, the two went to Shane's classes at his gym and trained with him on weekends, "Shane is your Uncle?"

"Well...yes sort of...why?"

"Seth and I go to his wrestling classes...how come I never see you?"

"Stephanie doesn't like us learnin' wrestling so we stopped going"

Dean frowned at this, "Hey...me and Seth will teach you guys...anything we learn we can just come to the playground and show you"

"Really?"

"Yeah...Seth's mom lets us come here all the time, this will be our like training field" Becky smiled nodding happily at the boy's excitement but gave a confused look when she thought about what he had said

"Why does Seth's mum let ya come..why doesn't your own mum?"

"Because I live with Seth and his mom" He said as if it were common knowledge, but to Becky, she hadn't known this

"Why do ya live with Seth?"

"Seth's mom took me in" Becky nodded her head understandingly

"I'm sorry" she said in a low voice, not wanting to push him

"I heard that you were adopted...so you know what it's like"

"Yeah...how long have ya lived with Seth?"

"Two years" the two sat in silence for a while, enjoying each other's company as they looked out into the street while Dean rolled his feet along his skateboard, "You ever skate before?"

"No"

Dean stood up and smiled, "Well i took this board from this kid, I can teach you if you want?"

"Dean ya can't take stuff from other kids" Becky said with a frown that made his heart hurt with the disappointment that backed her words

"Well it's too late to give it back now though..he moved….so why don't we make the most of it...do you want me to show you?" the girl nodded and a smile returned to her face while Dean placed the board on the street and stood on it. He began pushing off on the board as he went around Becky in circles as she continued to turn and follow him with her eyes, "You keep one foot right here, your left, and them you push off with your right foot"

Dean stopped and stepped off the board, reaching his hand out for Becky to take to help her up on the board. Once she was up she smiled and let out a small laugh as she told him not to let go of her hands. He promised never to and looked at the girl with such adoration, as he guided her down the street, telling her every now and then to push off with her foot, until she got the hang of it. Once she was able to push off and hold her balance Dean let go slightly, walking beside her as she skated on her own down the street towards where Seth, Sasha and Bayley were walking back, each with their own ice cream.

"See you're doing it...you're skating" Dean said with a smile causing Becky to laugh and once they reach the others Dean grabbed Becky's hands and helped her stop the skateboard, only to send her jerking forward into his arms as he helped her down, "But we may need to work on your stopping"

Bayley laughed at her older sister as she ate her ice cream while Seth and Sasha were arguing about which flavor of ice cream was better, "I'm telling you chocolate is better, you can't go wrong with it"

"You can, and cookie dough is the best" Seth said obviously to roll his eyes before making a comment to Becky

"She'll never win this, I've seen him argue this point to the icecream truck guy before and we almost got banned"

"Please, have ya ever heard Sasha complain about somethin' before, she'll wear him down in a couple of minutes"

"Cookie dough is gross, and it's not even a real cookie, it's raw"

"That's the point..the best part of making cookies is eat the raw dough"

"And I bet ya get sick a whole bunch too"

"I do not"

"You do too"

"I do not"

"You do too"

"Ugh, how could i expect a girl to know...girls are stupid..especially one that likes chocolate Ice cream from a truck!" Seth shouted, "Right Dean?"

"Uh yeah?"

"I actually like chocolate" Becky said off handedly

"No..uh yeah, chocolate ice cream is the best" Dean said, turning his attention to Becky, ignoring Seth's look of shock while Sasha stuck her tongue out at Seth

"Unbelievable" Seth grabbed Dean and started to pull him away, "Come on we gotta get home anyway..who needs these crummy girls"

Dean picked up his skateboard and waved goodbye to Becky before following Seth to where his bike was, while the girls turned and started walking to the house. It was still early but that didn't matter, the three walked in silence, Sasha and Bayley eating their ice cream and Becky thinking about what she and Dean had talked about.

"Did ya know that Seth and Dean take Shane's wrestlin' classes" Becky mentioned as the girls walked, causing no stirr in either of her sisters so she continued talking, "He said they would teach us, if Stephanie doesn't let us go back."

"What?"

"Dean said they would show us what they learn from the classes every now and then if we wanted"

"Really?" Bayley asked eagerly to which Becky nodded and Sasha smiled, "Can we...can we please, please do it?"

"Yeah sure...you can tell Dean we'll do it at school" Sasha said leaving the girls in silence until they made it to the house

*With Charlotte*

"Do you want to talk about it?" Hunter asked Charlotte who sat silently as she stared out the car window with her arms crossed, "You know...that meeting was supposed to be and hour...it was only thirty minutes long"

"I didn't want to talk today"

"Ok" Hunter said, focusing on the road as he drove leaving the two in silence until Charlotte shifted in her seat to look at him

"Ok...just ok?"

"Yes….is there something else?"

"I don't know….no...yes" Charlotte slumped down a little in her seat, "We talked about Becky"

"What about her?"

"Well...nothing...I mean he just asked what I felt about her"

"And? What do you feel?" Hunter took his eyes off the road as they were stopped by a red light and look at Charlotte.

Charlotte paused, "I don't know"

"Well do you like her?"

"She's fine"

They started driving again as Hunter asked his next question, trying to get some answers out of his oldest, "What does fine mean?"

"I don't know"

"Well..do you wish she wasn't here?" Hunter said looking at Charlotte

"No!" Charlotte shouted, growing frustrated with her father's questioning. She had never liked Hunter the way she did Stephanie. Stephanie was the model example of perfect and clean while Hunter was, not.

Hunter said nothing but continued to look back and forth between Charlotte and the road. He knew how strained his relationship was with his oldest, no matter how much he tried to bond with her, Charlotte always turned him away. She clung to Stephanie more than anything and he thought it was because of her terrible past with her father but he never fully understood her hostility. Hunter sometimes thought it was just because his oldest didn't trust any men that resembled a father figure as she was strange around him and Shane. Then he thought that it was because he reminded her of her father, he didn't know how but he hoped that her therapy would help her get over it.

He went to ask her something else but stopped as he saw bright lights in his peripheral and the loud honking of a truck. The car was then surrounded by the shrill sound of breaking glass mixed with Charlotte's screaming. The impact of the truck hitting on Hunter's side immediately sent pain throughout his body especially after his head bounced off of the steering wheel before the airbags deployed. His vision blurred as he saw specks of red and black and the only thing he could hear was Charlotte screaming

"Dad!...Dad!"

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