DISCLAIMER: I don't own the WWF or any of its Superstars for if that were
the case I wouldn't be wasting my time here now would I. Lol
Hearing those words coming from that little mouth flooded her eyes with tears. She knew the day would come when she would have to explain it to him, she just didn't think that time would come so soon. She reminisced about that one faithful night that had resulted in the miracle that stood before her. Despite the fact that she didn't know anything about Dwayne he was the nicest man she ever met. Over the years it had been her prayer to some day meet up with him, but she had accepted the fact that she would never see him again and he would never experience the sheer joy of holding their son.
Often times she would watch DJ and wonder if his father made those funny faces, was he as thoughtful as his son, did he have his fingers and toes. And cute little thing DJ does with his eyebrow where did that come from?
"Tia!" Trevor shouted. "Get your ass in here"
Tia scrambled out of the bed and into the living room to see a bleeding Trevor lying on the couch.
"What happened?" She whispered.
"None of your fucking business go to the store on the corner and get me some bandages and ointment." He threw a ten dollar bill on the floor.
Tia picked up the money and staggered into the bedroom to put on her shoes. Her sudden dizziness reminded her of the gruesome events that took place the night before; she said a brief prayer that Trevor could be dead by the time she got back.
"Can I go please, please, please?" DJ begged.
"Sweetie I can't take you because Trevor might get mad. I'll be right back." She kissed him and proceeded out the door.
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Dwayne cruised around Miami with no particular place to go just driving to clear his mind. This past week had being really tough two days without sleep, no time for himself just interviews photo shoots and people stroking his ego. He was sick and tired of it but it was all a part of a job he loved. Driving aimlessly around Miami was always relaxing for him and this day was proving to be just like any other. That is until he saw her, it had been nearly five years but there was no mistaking it that was definitely Tia. Dwayne couldn't believe he was seeing her again; God had to be telling him something by bringing her back into his life. He couldn't decide whether to approach her now or if he should wait, he didn't want to frighten her so he just followed her.
"She's just as beautiful as I remember and that killer body, I wonder if she remembers me?" Dwayne thought to himself. Dwayne watched as Tia disappeared into a tiny house, with much debate as to whether he should pay her a visit he drove away.
Dwayne left Miami and went about his usual task but Tia never left his mind for a second. The night before he was to return home Dwayne made the decision to go and see Tia the second he got back in Miami.
Judgment Day rolled around quickly and before he knew it Dwayne found himself standing at the door with a bouquet of flowers. He knocked several times but no one answered, just as he was turning away a little voice said, "Hello".
"Hi, is Tia here?" there was no response "Hello?" still no answer.
The door opened a little but Dwayne saw no one so he pushed it open further and stepped inside. He quickly scanned the room and saw a petite figure hiding behind a chair; Dwayne slowly crossed the room and knelt beside the chair.
"Are you ok?" He asked
"Help me." The voice whispered
"What's wrong?"
Dwayne almost fell back when a little face look out at him, it was the same face he had seen on all of his baby pictures. He stood there speechless until the small child took him by the hand and led him through another door, as Dwayne looked inside he nearly screamed in horror. There was Tia lying on the bed in a pool of blood her stomach was split open she was sweating and shaking. Dwayne immediately took out his phone and called 911 he related the directions to the house and then turn his attention to Tia.
"Tia I don't know if you remember me but we met a long time ago at party." She looked up at him gave a weak smile and looked down at DJ. Dwayne didn't want pressure her but he desperately wanted to know who this child was.
"Tia is this my son?" before she could answer the Paramedics knocked on the door. As they worked on Tia the police came and question Dwayne and DJ. Dwayne watched in amazement as DJ courageously explained how Trevor stabbed Tia and left her to die. Shortly after the ambulance pulled off Dwayne helped DJ get dressed pack some of his things, the whole time he couldn't believe how much this little boy looked like him. "Could this little boy be mine?" He thought.
"Hey lil man, you said your name is DJ right? So what does DJ mean?"
"The D is for Dwayne but I don't know what the J is for." He said with a smile.
"And where is your daddy?"
"I don't know mommy said that he went away. Do you know my daddy?"
"Maybe, but we'll talk about that later let's go to the hospital."
Hearing those words coming from that little mouth flooded her eyes with tears. She knew the day would come when she would have to explain it to him, she just didn't think that time would come so soon. She reminisced about that one faithful night that had resulted in the miracle that stood before her. Despite the fact that she didn't know anything about Dwayne he was the nicest man she ever met. Over the years it had been her prayer to some day meet up with him, but she had accepted the fact that she would never see him again and he would never experience the sheer joy of holding their son.
Often times she would watch DJ and wonder if his father made those funny faces, was he as thoughtful as his son, did he have his fingers and toes. And cute little thing DJ does with his eyebrow where did that come from?
"Tia!" Trevor shouted. "Get your ass in here"
Tia scrambled out of the bed and into the living room to see a bleeding Trevor lying on the couch.
"What happened?" She whispered.
"None of your fucking business go to the store on the corner and get me some bandages and ointment." He threw a ten dollar bill on the floor.
Tia picked up the money and staggered into the bedroom to put on her shoes. Her sudden dizziness reminded her of the gruesome events that took place the night before; she said a brief prayer that Trevor could be dead by the time she got back.
"Can I go please, please, please?" DJ begged.
"Sweetie I can't take you because Trevor might get mad. I'll be right back." She kissed him and proceeded out the door.
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Dwayne cruised around Miami with no particular place to go just driving to clear his mind. This past week had being really tough two days without sleep, no time for himself just interviews photo shoots and people stroking his ego. He was sick and tired of it but it was all a part of a job he loved. Driving aimlessly around Miami was always relaxing for him and this day was proving to be just like any other. That is until he saw her, it had been nearly five years but there was no mistaking it that was definitely Tia. Dwayne couldn't believe he was seeing her again; God had to be telling him something by bringing her back into his life. He couldn't decide whether to approach her now or if he should wait, he didn't want to frighten her so he just followed her.
"She's just as beautiful as I remember and that killer body, I wonder if she remembers me?" Dwayne thought to himself. Dwayne watched as Tia disappeared into a tiny house, with much debate as to whether he should pay her a visit he drove away.
Dwayne left Miami and went about his usual task but Tia never left his mind for a second. The night before he was to return home Dwayne made the decision to go and see Tia the second he got back in Miami.
Judgment Day rolled around quickly and before he knew it Dwayne found himself standing at the door with a bouquet of flowers. He knocked several times but no one answered, just as he was turning away a little voice said, "Hello".
"Hi, is Tia here?" there was no response "Hello?" still no answer.
The door opened a little but Dwayne saw no one so he pushed it open further and stepped inside. He quickly scanned the room and saw a petite figure hiding behind a chair; Dwayne slowly crossed the room and knelt beside the chair.
"Are you ok?" He asked
"Help me." The voice whispered
"What's wrong?"
Dwayne almost fell back when a little face look out at him, it was the same face he had seen on all of his baby pictures. He stood there speechless until the small child took him by the hand and led him through another door, as Dwayne looked inside he nearly screamed in horror. There was Tia lying on the bed in a pool of blood her stomach was split open she was sweating and shaking. Dwayne immediately took out his phone and called 911 he related the directions to the house and then turn his attention to Tia.
"Tia I don't know if you remember me but we met a long time ago at party." She looked up at him gave a weak smile and looked down at DJ. Dwayne didn't want pressure her but he desperately wanted to know who this child was.
"Tia is this my son?" before she could answer the Paramedics knocked on the door. As they worked on Tia the police came and question Dwayne and DJ. Dwayne watched in amazement as DJ courageously explained how Trevor stabbed Tia and left her to die. Shortly after the ambulance pulled off Dwayne helped DJ get dressed pack some of his things, the whole time he couldn't believe how much this little boy looked like him. "Could this little boy be mine?" He thought.
"Hey lil man, you said your name is DJ right? So what does DJ mean?"
"The D is for Dwayne but I don't know what the J is for." He said with a smile.
"And where is your daddy?"
"I don't know mommy said that he went away. Do you know my daddy?"
"Maybe, but we'll talk about that later let's go to the hospital."