Chapter: 4 Good-bye
Author: Sk8er-Girl
A/N: Hi all! im in such a good mood today...thanks to ur reviews! i love you guys (in a friendly way)...you guys are the best! big shout goes out for *Swanton-bomb* hope you had a great thankzgiving :P anyway! i am truly sorry that i haven't been updating...i never got the chance to. but here it is...read!
Good-bye
"Let the bodies hit the floor! Let the bodies hit the floor!" Lana yelled out as the choris of the song went on. "LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOR!" The beat echoed down the street. Neighbors are used to this kind of racket, that they didn't bother telling her to turn down the volume.
From downstairs, DJ was trying to read the newspaper, but couldn't concentrate with the cieling shaking. She couldn't even hear her own thoughts. Fourty long minutes of hard rock; it was about time she cut it out.
DJ stormed up the stairs and into Lana's room. She spotted her jumping on her bed with her eyes closed; Lana saw DJ, but pretended she wasn't there and continued to sing.
DJ had enough. She speared Lana (playfully) onto the bed.
All Lana did was laugh and turned off her sterio, "Hey Deege. What's new?"
"That my bestest friend in the whole wide world, is going to leave me in exactly two days to be with her father and leave little poor DJ busy missing her best friend twenty-four seven..." DJ took a deep breath, and sighed happily.
"I know, i can't wait either..." Lana said jokingly. DJ threw a pillow in Lana's face. She crawled to her friend, and hugged her, not wanting to let go. Lana sighed. "I'm gonna miss you too, Deege!"
DJ turned to face Lana. "Hey...as long as you're happy, i'm happy. I want you to have as much fun as posible...You've been through tough times, it's about time you have fun with someone special in your life."
Lana smiled. "Yeah, you're right; as usual...but DJ! Who's going to bother you while i'm away?" Lana said, batting her eye lids with a puppy dog face.
Again, DJ wacked the pillow in Lana's face. Lana cracked up, "Hey! I'm just jokin' with ya'."
"I know you are, but hey, when you're bored, which i doubt will happen, you can always give me a call! You know my agenda; you should know when i'm working by now." DJ told.
"You bet!" Lana said. She looked around her room. "You know, i should start packing; don't wanna do it in the last minute."
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The next day, Lana said her goodbye's to all her friends. She's going to really miss them, they were like family. Now, there was only one person left to say goodbye to.
That night, Lana drove to the cemitary. As Lana approuched her mother's tomb, she sat on her usual spot. Everything that has happened made Lana feel much better, and told her that there's so much to do in life. It was now or never. Lana had to stop thinking of her mother.
It was a chilly night. Lana has not said a word. She only stared into deep space; thinking of the past. She had made her decision. She's going to leave it all, and start a new life...without her mother by her side.
Suddenly, a crow flew past the trees; crowing loudly. Lana broke out of her thoughts and looked down at the ground where her mother underneath. Lana sighed, and she began, "Hey, Mom. Well, after tonight, you're not going to be seeing me for awhile." Lana stood up and started to pace around the stone. "There's something i've been waiting to ask you. Why didn't you tell me about Daddy? I would've understood. I'm a big girl now, Mom. 20-years-old. If you told me all about it; maybe, just maybe...this wouldn't have happened. If you told me...we'd be traveling around the world! You've always wanted to be a traveler, right? But, no. You just had to stick by me and forget about your dreams. Now it's time for me to live my own dreams; start a new life...without you Mom. I'm going to miss you so much...and i know you will too." Lana eyes formed tears. "Well, Mom," Lana looked at her watch, "I guess this is goodbye..." Lana started to walk but turned around to say her final words, "I love you, Mom."
And with that, Lana drove home. The next morning, she'll be flying all the way to L.A., to see her father.
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Lana waited in the airport of Death Valley, Calironia. She was really nervous because she's going to see him for the very first time, as a father...and worse, he's the Undertaker! Lana wore black skater pants and a small purple shirt with the words 'Punk' written in black across the chest. Her dark purple hair was down to the center of her back. She's been thinking of what to say to him. Hey Dad, Hey, how are you doing? Where are we going after this? Lana thought. She frowned. So many questions to ask. I'm thirsty, Lana pondered, Real thirsty! Lana looked around and spotted a coke machine. Quickly, she made her way to it.
After big gulps of coke, Lana looked at the tall man standing in front of her. His unemotional face slowly curled into a huge grin; spreading across his face.
Lana just stared at the stranger; mouth opened, eyes errect. He wore blue jeans and a black t-shirt.
Mark broke the silence with a light chuckle. "It's nice to see you too, Lana." He greeted.
Lana's eyes filled with joy and she made her way towards him and gave him a great big hug. "Hey Dad!"
Mark hugged her back as lifted her off the floor; his eyes began to water. But suddenly realizd, he wasn't alone. People stood there, just staring at the two, most of them were staring at Mark.
Lana noticed as well. She blushed and turned to Mark, "Err, i think we should be going..." she whispered, "now would be great!"
Mark chuckled again, "You're right, after i give the fans what they want, and we'll be outa' here in no time."
Lana nodded.
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Minutes later, Lana put her luggage into Mark's car and they were off on the road.
"So," Lana began, "where are we off to, Dad?"
Mark gave a smile, but kept his eyes on the road, "Somewhere where you'll eventually call...home."
Lana nodded, "Sounds fun."
There was a moment of silence when finally, Mark spoke, "So, what do you want for dinner? I'm sure you're hungry after the flight..."
Lana made her thinking face. Where to eat...where to eat... She thought to herself. Aaah! I know, "Up for cooking?"
Mark scrunched up his nose, "Haven't cooked a meal since my last haircut," he admitted.
Lana giggled. "I thought so...you don't seem like the type. I'll cook if you want...let's say, lasagna?" Lana suggested.
He gave alittle laugh, "This obsession with Jeff Hardy of yours...has to end. You'll be seeing him more often than you could ever imagine..."
Lana crossed hair arms on her chest, "Has to end..." she repeated, "Let's say...never!"
Mark shook his head, slowly with a grin, "Anyway...that kinda reminds me; some guys from the roaster gave you some gifts; they're in the back seat, along with my gift to you."
Lana's jaw dropped, "Dad, they didn't have to!"
"Oh don't worry; they're birthday gifts. Go look in the back seat for a blue wrapped present."
Lana did what she was told and got it. It was small, with a white ribbon and blue wrapping paper, "Is this from you?"
"Sure is, open it." Mark replied.
Lana slowly opened the box to reveal a car key. Lana's eyes went wide. "D-d-dad...? Is this what i think it is?"
"Exactly. It's true, it's true..."
Lana laughed, "No way! A 2002 Lancia Carcerano Granturismo Concept...Mark! I mean Dad, well finding out that you were my father was suprizing enough...but this? Dad, i don't know what to say!"
Mark chuckled. "Oh, this is just the beginning...there's more."
"Dad! You didn't have to!"
"Oh, i had every reason to, i mean, i missed like, what? 19 birthdays?" Mark said, matter-of-factly.
Lana eyes filled with joy. This is too good to be true. "You're the best...so far."
Mark smiled with his teeth and gave Lana a noogy (A/N: sorry for the incorrect spelling!).
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Minutes later, they both reached Mark's house (A/N: or should i say, manchine!! ;p ). Lana was impressed. It was a red brick house with a garage and a huge front yard. Just a Normal looking house, nothing bright and big. Just a normal, three floor house.
Lana gathered her belongings and entered the home of the Dead Man. Crimson painted walls, leather furniture, big screen t.v. (typical) and carpet. "Wow." Was all she said.
Mark chuckled, "Nothing you'd expect, huh?"
Lana turned on her spot, "Yeah, i aws thinking...black walls, scary paintings, candles etc. etc...."
"No, no...that's just my character on t.v. Besides, this is more humble."
She smiled, "I agree."
"So, want a tour around the house?" Mark suggested.
"Sure." Lana said happily.
Taker showed her the kitchen, the basement where his personal gym was, the backyard where there was a beautiful view of the beach the washrooms, and finally, the bedrooms.
Mark leaded her to a bedroom and turned on the lights. "Okay, Lana, you can open your eyes now."
Lana's eye lids rose up. She couldn't believe her eyes; there in the room...was her room. "D-Dad?'
"Yeah, sweetie?"
"But isn't this- How did you-...?" Lana studdered.
"Your mom took pictures of your room, and sent them to me."
Lana raised her eyebrows, not quite sure of what he meant.
Mark frowned. "The truth is, your mother and i had this idea that you'd move here a few times. So your mother had this idea to make this house...look like home."
Lana nodded slowly. She looked around the room. It looked exactly like her room, eccept it didn't have Jeff Hardy posters. Suddenly, the idea of her mother made her smile fade.
"Lana?" Mark spoke, "Is something wrong?"
Lana turned to face Mark, tears running down her face.
One look of those eyes, Mark knew exactly what was on her mind. "Oh, Lana...come here..." Mark put his arms out, signaling for a hug.
Lana's hands covered her eyes now that more tears were running. She began to cry. Mark pulled her to him for a warm hug. "Shh...it's going to be alright. I'm here. There's nothing to worry about."
"I-I-I miss h-h-her s-so much..." Lana mumbled, as she cried on his chest.
Mark rubbed her back to make her feel better, "I miss her too, Lana."
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A few minutes later, Lana stopped crying and Mark sat beside her, comforting her.
"You okay, Lana?" Mark whispered.
"Mmm, Hmm." Lana nodded.
Mark gave a relieved smile, "So, what do you say we have some dinner, sounds good?"
Lana nodded, "We have to go grocery shopping first."
"Oh, yeah...that's right."
Lana giggled, "Well, then, let's get going! I'm starving!"
To be continued...
E-mail me at sk8ergirl861@hotmail.com to give me some ideas. Please read and review and tell me what you think about this chapter. No flames please! Also:
There's a girl on FF.net that is using my ideas to make her story. :( Mark's daughter, Jeff, etc. and that kinda got me mad.
bye bye!
- Sk8er-Girl
Author: Sk8er-Girl
A/N: Hi all! im in such a good mood today...thanks to ur reviews! i love you guys (in a friendly way)...you guys are the best! big shout goes out for *Swanton-bomb* hope you had a great thankzgiving :P anyway! i am truly sorry that i haven't been updating...i never got the chance to. but here it is...read!
Good-bye
"Let the bodies hit the floor! Let the bodies hit the floor!" Lana yelled out as the choris of the song went on. "LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOR!" The beat echoed down the street. Neighbors are used to this kind of racket, that they didn't bother telling her to turn down the volume.
From downstairs, DJ was trying to read the newspaper, but couldn't concentrate with the cieling shaking. She couldn't even hear her own thoughts. Fourty long minutes of hard rock; it was about time she cut it out.
DJ stormed up the stairs and into Lana's room. She spotted her jumping on her bed with her eyes closed; Lana saw DJ, but pretended she wasn't there and continued to sing.
DJ had enough. She speared Lana (playfully) onto the bed.
All Lana did was laugh and turned off her sterio, "Hey Deege. What's new?"
"That my bestest friend in the whole wide world, is going to leave me in exactly two days to be with her father and leave little poor DJ busy missing her best friend twenty-four seven..." DJ took a deep breath, and sighed happily.
"I know, i can't wait either..." Lana said jokingly. DJ threw a pillow in Lana's face. She crawled to her friend, and hugged her, not wanting to let go. Lana sighed. "I'm gonna miss you too, Deege!"
DJ turned to face Lana. "Hey...as long as you're happy, i'm happy. I want you to have as much fun as posible...You've been through tough times, it's about time you have fun with someone special in your life."
Lana smiled. "Yeah, you're right; as usual...but DJ! Who's going to bother you while i'm away?" Lana said, batting her eye lids with a puppy dog face.
Again, DJ wacked the pillow in Lana's face. Lana cracked up, "Hey! I'm just jokin' with ya'."
"I know you are, but hey, when you're bored, which i doubt will happen, you can always give me a call! You know my agenda; you should know when i'm working by now." DJ told.
"You bet!" Lana said. She looked around her room. "You know, i should start packing; don't wanna do it in the last minute."
__________________________
The next day, Lana said her goodbye's to all her friends. She's going to really miss them, they were like family. Now, there was only one person left to say goodbye to.
That night, Lana drove to the cemitary. As Lana approuched her mother's tomb, she sat on her usual spot. Everything that has happened made Lana feel much better, and told her that there's so much to do in life. It was now or never. Lana had to stop thinking of her mother.
It was a chilly night. Lana has not said a word. She only stared into deep space; thinking of the past. She had made her decision. She's going to leave it all, and start a new life...without her mother by her side.
Suddenly, a crow flew past the trees; crowing loudly. Lana broke out of her thoughts and looked down at the ground where her mother underneath. Lana sighed, and she began, "Hey, Mom. Well, after tonight, you're not going to be seeing me for awhile." Lana stood up and started to pace around the stone. "There's something i've been waiting to ask you. Why didn't you tell me about Daddy? I would've understood. I'm a big girl now, Mom. 20-years-old. If you told me all about it; maybe, just maybe...this wouldn't have happened. If you told me...we'd be traveling around the world! You've always wanted to be a traveler, right? But, no. You just had to stick by me and forget about your dreams. Now it's time for me to live my own dreams; start a new life...without you Mom. I'm going to miss you so much...and i know you will too." Lana eyes formed tears. "Well, Mom," Lana looked at her watch, "I guess this is goodbye..." Lana started to walk but turned around to say her final words, "I love you, Mom."
And with that, Lana drove home. The next morning, she'll be flying all the way to L.A., to see her father.
__________________________
Lana waited in the airport of Death Valley, Calironia. She was really nervous because she's going to see him for the very first time, as a father...and worse, he's the Undertaker! Lana wore black skater pants and a small purple shirt with the words 'Punk' written in black across the chest. Her dark purple hair was down to the center of her back. She's been thinking of what to say to him. Hey Dad, Hey, how are you doing? Where are we going after this? Lana thought. She frowned. So many questions to ask. I'm thirsty, Lana pondered, Real thirsty! Lana looked around and spotted a coke machine. Quickly, she made her way to it.
After big gulps of coke, Lana looked at the tall man standing in front of her. His unemotional face slowly curled into a huge grin; spreading across his face.
Lana just stared at the stranger; mouth opened, eyes errect. He wore blue jeans and a black t-shirt.
Mark broke the silence with a light chuckle. "It's nice to see you too, Lana." He greeted.
Lana's eyes filled with joy and she made her way towards him and gave him a great big hug. "Hey Dad!"
Mark hugged her back as lifted her off the floor; his eyes began to water. But suddenly realizd, he wasn't alone. People stood there, just staring at the two, most of them were staring at Mark.
Lana noticed as well. She blushed and turned to Mark, "Err, i think we should be going..." she whispered, "now would be great!"
Mark chuckled again, "You're right, after i give the fans what they want, and we'll be outa' here in no time."
Lana nodded.
___________________________
Minutes later, Lana put her luggage into Mark's car and they were off on the road.
"So," Lana began, "where are we off to, Dad?"
Mark gave a smile, but kept his eyes on the road, "Somewhere where you'll eventually call...home."
Lana nodded, "Sounds fun."
There was a moment of silence when finally, Mark spoke, "So, what do you want for dinner? I'm sure you're hungry after the flight..."
Lana made her thinking face. Where to eat...where to eat... She thought to herself. Aaah! I know, "Up for cooking?"
Mark scrunched up his nose, "Haven't cooked a meal since my last haircut," he admitted.
Lana giggled. "I thought so...you don't seem like the type. I'll cook if you want...let's say, lasagna?" Lana suggested.
He gave alittle laugh, "This obsession with Jeff Hardy of yours...has to end. You'll be seeing him more often than you could ever imagine..."
Lana crossed hair arms on her chest, "Has to end..." she repeated, "Let's say...never!"
Mark shook his head, slowly with a grin, "Anyway...that kinda reminds me; some guys from the roaster gave you some gifts; they're in the back seat, along with my gift to you."
Lana's jaw dropped, "Dad, they didn't have to!"
"Oh don't worry; they're birthday gifts. Go look in the back seat for a blue wrapped present."
Lana did what she was told and got it. It was small, with a white ribbon and blue wrapping paper, "Is this from you?"
"Sure is, open it." Mark replied.
Lana slowly opened the box to reveal a car key. Lana's eyes went wide. "D-d-dad...? Is this what i think it is?"
"Exactly. It's true, it's true..."
Lana laughed, "No way! A 2002 Lancia Carcerano Granturismo Concept...Mark! I mean Dad, well finding out that you were my father was suprizing enough...but this? Dad, i don't know what to say!"
Mark chuckled. "Oh, this is just the beginning...there's more."
"Dad! You didn't have to!"
"Oh, i had every reason to, i mean, i missed like, what? 19 birthdays?" Mark said, matter-of-factly.
Lana eyes filled with joy. This is too good to be true. "You're the best...so far."
Mark smiled with his teeth and gave Lana a noogy (A/N: sorry for the incorrect spelling!).
__________________________
Minutes later, they both reached Mark's house (A/N: or should i say, manchine!! ;p ). Lana was impressed. It was a red brick house with a garage and a huge front yard. Just a Normal looking house, nothing bright and big. Just a normal, three floor house.
Lana gathered her belongings and entered the home of the Dead Man. Crimson painted walls, leather furniture, big screen t.v. (typical) and carpet. "Wow." Was all she said.
Mark chuckled, "Nothing you'd expect, huh?"
Lana turned on her spot, "Yeah, i aws thinking...black walls, scary paintings, candles etc. etc...."
"No, no...that's just my character on t.v. Besides, this is more humble."
She smiled, "I agree."
"So, want a tour around the house?" Mark suggested.
"Sure." Lana said happily.
Taker showed her the kitchen, the basement where his personal gym was, the backyard where there was a beautiful view of the beach the washrooms, and finally, the bedrooms.
Mark leaded her to a bedroom and turned on the lights. "Okay, Lana, you can open your eyes now."
Lana's eye lids rose up. She couldn't believe her eyes; there in the room...was her room. "D-Dad?'
"Yeah, sweetie?"
"But isn't this- How did you-...?" Lana studdered.
"Your mom took pictures of your room, and sent them to me."
Lana raised her eyebrows, not quite sure of what he meant.
Mark frowned. "The truth is, your mother and i had this idea that you'd move here a few times. So your mother had this idea to make this house...look like home."
Lana nodded slowly. She looked around the room. It looked exactly like her room, eccept it didn't have Jeff Hardy posters. Suddenly, the idea of her mother made her smile fade.
"Lana?" Mark spoke, "Is something wrong?"
Lana turned to face Mark, tears running down her face.
One look of those eyes, Mark knew exactly what was on her mind. "Oh, Lana...come here..." Mark put his arms out, signaling for a hug.
Lana's hands covered her eyes now that more tears were running. She began to cry. Mark pulled her to him for a warm hug. "Shh...it's going to be alright. I'm here. There's nothing to worry about."
"I-I-I miss h-h-her s-so much..." Lana mumbled, as she cried on his chest.
Mark rubbed her back to make her feel better, "I miss her too, Lana."
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A few minutes later, Lana stopped crying and Mark sat beside her, comforting her.
"You okay, Lana?" Mark whispered.
"Mmm, Hmm." Lana nodded.
Mark gave a relieved smile, "So, what do you say we have some dinner, sounds good?"
Lana nodded, "We have to go grocery shopping first."
"Oh, yeah...that's right."
Lana giggled, "Well, then, let's get going! I'm starving!"
To be continued...
E-mail me at sk8ergirl861@hotmail.com to give me some ideas. Please read and review and tell me what you think about this chapter. No flames please! Also:
There's a girl on FF.net that is using my ideas to make her story. :( Mark's daughter, Jeff, etc. and that kinda got me mad.
bye bye!
- Sk8er-Girl