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
Dwayne paced back and forth waiting for a doctor or nurse or anybody to tell him how Tia was doing. "I can't believe this is happening, I maybe a father and the only person that can shed light on the subject might be dead." He thought to himself.
As Dwayne turned around a figure standing in the doorway startled him.
"Hey mom."
"Dwayne what's going on?" Ata said softly, her voice shaky revealing her uneasiness.
"It's a really long story so you'd better sit down."
Dwayne then related to Ata each and every detail, from his gruesome discovery to the possibility of her being a grandmother.
"So where is the little boy?"
"He's with the doctor they are examining him for any signs of abuse. Mom when you see him you are going to freak he looks exactly like me. And she even named him Dwayne but calls him DJ for short." Dwayne said not hiding his elation.
"Sweetie, I honestly don't know what to think, who is this girl and how could you allow yourself to get mixed up with her?"
"It's not what you think she isn't a slut or anything she's really sweet and I'm sure when you met her you will like."
Just then a nurse walked in holding DJ in one hand and a bottle in the other.
"Is he okay?"
"Yes he's fine apart from being a little dehydrated but he'll be just fine just lat him drink this." She handed the bottle to Dwayne waved to DJ and left the room.
"DJ, I want you to meet someone, this is my mommy." DJ immediately stretched over and hugged Ata. She looked into his eyes and began to cry she knew deep within her heart that this was her grandson there was no denying it.
"Don't cry mommy's going to be ok." DJ assured her.
"I know she will…"
"Excuse me are you Tia Ingraham's family?" a doctor interrupted
"Yes we are." Dwayne spoke up quickly.
"Well Ms. Ingraham is very lucky to be alive, she's been injured very badly but expected to make full recovery."
"Can we go in and see her?" Ata asked.
"She's resting now so maybe it would be best if you not disturb her, come back tomorrow and you can go right in and see her."
At the house DJ explored the rooms he couldn't believe what he saw. Dwayne followed closely behind him answering his many questions. In Dwayne's bedroom DJ stood in the middle of the floor with mouth wide open as he watched television for the first time in his life. His little brain worked over time to figure out how all those people could fit into a box.
"What's wrong DJ?" Dwayne asked.
"What's that?" He replied pointing to the television.
"It's a TV; you've never seen one of those before?"
"No."
Dwayne frowned when he thought about the fact that his own son had never seen a television before.
"Well, there's a lot I'm going to have to teach you about."
Dwayne paced back and forth waiting for a doctor or nurse or anybody to tell him how Tia was doing. "I can't believe this is happening, I maybe a father and the only person that can shed light on the subject might be dead." He thought to himself.
As Dwayne turned around a figure standing in the doorway startled him.
"Hey mom."
"Dwayne what's going on?" Ata said softly, her voice shaky revealing her uneasiness.
"It's a really long story so you'd better sit down."
Dwayne then related to Ata each and every detail, from his gruesome discovery to the possibility of her being a grandmother.
"So where is the little boy?"
"He's with the doctor they are examining him for any signs of abuse. Mom when you see him you are going to freak he looks exactly like me. And she even named him Dwayne but calls him DJ for short." Dwayne said not hiding his elation.
"Sweetie, I honestly don't know what to think, who is this girl and how could you allow yourself to get mixed up with her?"
"It's not what you think she isn't a slut or anything she's really sweet and I'm sure when you met her you will like."
Just then a nurse walked in holding DJ in one hand and a bottle in the other.
"Is he okay?"
"Yes he's fine apart from being a little dehydrated but he'll be just fine just lat him drink this." She handed the bottle to Dwayne waved to DJ and left the room.
"DJ, I want you to meet someone, this is my mommy." DJ immediately stretched over and hugged Ata. She looked into his eyes and began to cry she knew deep within her heart that this was her grandson there was no denying it.
"Don't cry mommy's going to be ok." DJ assured her.
"I know she will…"
"Excuse me are you Tia Ingraham's family?" a doctor interrupted
"Yes we are." Dwayne spoke up quickly.
"Well Ms. Ingraham is very lucky to be alive, she's been injured very badly but expected to make full recovery."
"Can we go in and see her?" Ata asked.
"She's resting now so maybe it would be best if you not disturb her, come back tomorrow and you can go right in and see her."
At the house DJ explored the rooms he couldn't believe what he saw. Dwayne followed closely behind him answering his many questions. In Dwayne's bedroom DJ stood in the middle of the floor with mouth wide open as he watched television for the first time in his life. His little brain worked over time to figure out how all those people could fit into a box.
"What's wrong DJ?" Dwayne asked.
"What's that?" He replied pointing to the television.
"It's a TV; you've never seen one of those before?"
"No."
Dwayne frowned when he thought about the fact that his own son had never seen a television before.
"Well, there's a lot I'm going to have to teach you about."