"Adam!" I hear Alanah scream from down the hall. I ignore her. She's
not getting killed or anything, I can hear it in her voice. She just sounds
mad. I'm not in the mood to deal with pissed off people. Right now I want;
no I NEED to be alone. I NEED to think, I NEED to have me-time.
However Alanah has a different idea.
"Adam you won't believe this!" She exclaims as she pushes open our bedroom door then slams it shut. That only aggravates my headache more.
"What?" I ask dryly.
"Look at THIS!" She yells and slaps a bunch of papers on my chest. I look at them. This stack is fucking thick.
"What the fuck is this?" I ask.
"This is fucking legal papers!"
"What did you do?"
"What did I do? No no Adam it's what did YOU do!"
"What did I do?" I snap.
"The fucking Santos family is suing you!" She yells. My head snaps to her.
"They're what?" I scream.
"Suing you! Taking you to court! STEALING YOUR HARD EARNED MONEY!"
"What the fuck? Why?"
"Well they claim you killed Maria and Greg."
"I did not!"
"Not literally Adam!" She yells and smacks me in the face with the papers. It takes all my self control not to bring my hand back and whack her dead in her fucking face.
"What did I do then?"
"They're claiming you had a previous relationship with them, a THREESOME type of relationship, you cut it off and that was their way of seeking revenge." She tells me. I nearly choke on my spit.
"WHAT?" I scream. She shrugs.
"That's what THEY'RE claiming. Now I'm going to go find you the best lawyer." She says. I stop her when she's at the door.
"Alanah." I say. She turns around. "Hit me a-fucking-gain and I'll kill you." I tell her. She glares at me then storms out of the room.
~~~~~~
"They're claiming what?" Jay exclaims. I put down my Star Bucks cappuccino.
"Shh Jay! Do you want the whole fucking place to hear?" I whisper.
"Sorry." Jay whispers. "Those sick fucking freaks!"
I called Jay the next day and asked him to go to Star Bucks with me. I had to tell him about this and it couldn't wait until we seen each other at the next wrestling event. Plus, we never got privacy backstage. This place was private.
"I know." I nod.
"Well, did you?"
"Did I what?"
"Do what they said?"
"JAY!" I yell. Everyone looks. "Jay!" I whisper loudly. "Are you out of your mind?"
"Well I had to ask." He says. I study him.
"What they're claiming is false."
"So, what are you doing now?" Jay asks. I take a sip of my drink.
"Counter suing."
"Why?"
"Emotional damage." I say. Jay smiles broadly and nods.
"Smart Adam." He says. I smile an evil smile. Maybe I'm not the person everyone THINKS I am.
However Alanah has a different idea.
"Adam you won't believe this!" She exclaims as she pushes open our bedroom door then slams it shut. That only aggravates my headache more.
"What?" I ask dryly.
"Look at THIS!" She yells and slaps a bunch of papers on my chest. I look at them. This stack is fucking thick.
"What the fuck is this?" I ask.
"This is fucking legal papers!"
"What did you do?"
"What did I do? No no Adam it's what did YOU do!"
"What did I do?" I snap.
"The fucking Santos family is suing you!" She yells. My head snaps to her.
"They're what?" I scream.
"Suing you! Taking you to court! STEALING YOUR HARD EARNED MONEY!"
"What the fuck? Why?"
"Well they claim you killed Maria and Greg."
"I did not!"
"Not literally Adam!" She yells and smacks me in the face with the papers. It takes all my self control not to bring my hand back and whack her dead in her fucking face.
"What did I do then?"
"They're claiming you had a previous relationship with them, a THREESOME type of relationship, you cut it off and that was their way of seeking revenge." She tells me. I nearly choke on my spit.
"WHAT?" I scream. She shrugs.
"That's what THEY'RE claiming. Now I'm going to go find you the best lawyer." She says. I stop her when she's at the door.
"Alanah." I say. She turns around. "Hit me a-fucking-gain and I'll kill you." I tell her. She glares at me then storms out of the room.
~~~~~~
"They're claiming what?" Jay exclaims. I put down my Star Bucks cappuccino.
"Shh Jay! Do you want the whole fucking place to hear?" I whisper.
"Sorry." Jay whispers. "Those sick fucking freaks!"
I called Jay the next day and asked him to go to Star Bucks with me. I had to tell him about this and it couldn't wait until we seen each other at the next wrestling event. Plus, we never got privacy backstage. This place was private.
"I know." I nod.
"Well, did you?"
"Did I what?"
"Do what they said?"
"JAY!" I yell. Everyone looks. "Jay!" I whisper loudly. "Are you out of your mind?"
"Well I had to ask." He says. I study him.
"What they're claiming is false."
"So, what are you doing now?" Jay asks. I take a sip of my drink.
"Counter suing."
"Why?"
"Emotional damage." I say. Jay smiles broadly and nods.
"Smart Adam." He says. I smile an evil smile. Maybe I'm not the person everyone THINKS I am.