Mark sat in the office with Vince going over some paper work. "So what did you tell her about all this? She sounds like a smart kid. She must want to know why I agreed to take over her guardianship." Mark said. "She already knows why she grabbed the folder off my desk and seen the paperwork where I sighed over that stock to you." Vince said. "Damn Vince that's got to make her feel bad, why would you let that happen?" Mark asked.  Vince just looked at him. "You don't really keep Hailey from doing things Mark as you'll soon find out." Vince said. " I'm sure the kid has feelings in spite of what you say. Let's see you had to pay someone to take her off your hands, I'm sure that's information she could do with out." Mark said. "Well Mark you made the agreement you're not exactly clear of conscience in this either." Vince said.  Mark sighed. Vince was right. It wasn't like he was poor but he planned on using that stock when he retired as a cushion. He wasn't planning on wrestling till he fell apart like some of these guys. That stock was going to help him open a wrestling school and a bike shop when he retied from wrestling. But the again Mark didn't take his obligation lightly. He planned on doing his best for this kid. He was sure after dealing with The McMahon's all these years she would need all the help she could get. Hell if he could figure Vince out, this was his kid after all. But he showed little or no concern for her. "Your not going to back out on our deal are you?" Vince asked when Mark was quite so long. "Hailey is a brat, no doubt, she has a foul mouth, she smokes, she's a smart mouth, and has a temper like a rattle snake. But I'm sure you can do something with her. I've tried and nothing works." Vince said.

                                                                    I stood outside the office listening to all this shit my blood boiling.  Hell did Vince think I was born like this. He had ignored me and left me on my own for years. He let me do what I wanted. He only smacked me around when I pissed him off. What the hell did he expect? I decided it was time to make myself known.

                                                                     I walked in the office and found the two of them standing they must be done doing there dirty little deal. "Don't worry Vince he won't back out. That's a nice little chunk of stock you threw at him." I snapped. I then decided to size up my opponent. I about broke my neck trying to look him in the eye. Damn this dude was huge. TV don't do him justice. I stared him right in the eye letting him know he wasn't going to intimidate me. "You're really going to earn that stock." I said glaring at him.

                                                                   Mark was at first shocked by the kid's appearance and the shirt she wore. Damn if she wasn't trying to stare him down. She was a beautiful child with a dark complexion and almost black eyes and black hair. "I'm sure you going to make me earn it." He said grinning. Vince had made her out to be a devil and maybe she was. But she had the face of an angel. And Mark was pretty sure under that tough attitude there was a 10 year old kid who needed someone to care about her. He did have his work cut out for him.

                                                                  I turned away from Mr. Badass. He was grinning at me which showed me he wasn't playing with a full deck. I guess kids believe in fairy tales to some extinct even ones like me. I kept hoping up to the last minute that Vince would come around. He would hug me and say he was sorry for being a crappy father and figure out he couldn't just hand his kid over to someone and walk away. I would never beg Vince it wasn't in me. But I looked up at Vince begging with my eyes, praying he wasn't going to do this to me. I made all kind of promises in my head. I would be good, I wouldn't cuss no more or smoke if Vince would just change his mind. Vince looked in my eyes and for just a minute I thought he would change his mind. "I got to go. Try to stay out of trouble." Vince said and he turned to leave. He killed something in me that day. The small part of me that had loved him in spite of everything. I had protected my self from hurt for years but for one moment I had opened my self up to him and he had broke my heart. I knew the one way to piss him off. There were people all over the hallway. I walked up to the door. "Gee I love you too Daddy." I yelled. I knew I had made a big mistake when he turned and I seen the look on his face. I already heard people whispering in the hallway. I knew this would be all through the company by the next day.  

                                                                       Mark wondered how Vince could be so cold. He had seen the look on Hailey's face. She was begging him not to do this to her. He saw the fear in her eyes. She was a scared little kid and Vince just turned his back and walked away. He saw the change come over her face. She looked like she had lost all hope. Poor kid. Then when she went to the door and yelled what she did at Vince. The hallway was crowded. It would be all over the company in a matter of hours. He really didn't feel sorry for Vince, he brought it on his self.

                                                                       Vince ran in the office and slammed the door and grabbed my arm. "Do you realize what you've done?" He demanded. I shrugged. "I'm sorry but I don't really give a fuck." I said. Vince was beyond mad. He pushed me over to his desk and pulled off his belt. "You will give a fuck in just a minute." He said. Vince lifted the belt and I knew I was going to get it worse than I ever had. "Vince put that damn belt down or I'll break your arm." The badass said in a deadly voice. I looked over to him and damn that man wasn't playing. He had a mean look on his face. I never seen my dad back down from anyone but he did then. He dropped the belt and let me up. "She didn't do a damn thing to deserve that."  Mr. Baddass said. I looked at him in wonder. Why was he defending me. Vince looked at me. "After everything I've done for you. You are an ungrateful brat." He said. "Yea well you won't be winning no father of the year awards yourself." I said. Vince just turned and left. "Are you okay?" Mark asked. "Yea." I said like I didn't have a care in the world. "Hungary?" he asked. "No." I said. I felt like I would throw up if I tried to eat. "Well come on. You're going to be starting with the set up crew. You'll work there for a couple of months and then move on to a new area." Mark said. I really wanted to say something smart but hell the man had just saved me from possibly the worst beating I would have ever got. I guess I owed him a break on his first day so to speak. He showed me where his dressing room  was first. "Meet me here at 10:30 tonight. My match is early tonight. We'll be leaving after that." He said. He then walked me down to the ring area and introduced me to the set up supervisor, James. He told some of what I would be doing and he put me helping some of the older apprentices who were just working for the summer. I realized I was the youngest person working here. Mark walked over and told me he would see me later tonight. I just nodded and walked off to find out what I was supposed to be doing. I only hoped my day got better because so far it was sliding downhill fast.