When we went back up to the hotel room it was nearly three A.M. I was exahusted, and just wanted to sleep. But as we approached the room, my father was standing there waiting for me. I approached fearing the worst.
"Hi sweetie," Mark said to me as I approached.
"Hi dad."
"Can I talk to you for a minute?"
"Sure, C'mon into my room. Rey have you got the key handy?" Rey unlocked the door and we walked in. Mark and I followed him. "Ok Dad, talk to me."
We sat down on my bed. "Candy, I heard a rumor that I hope is not true. Because if it is true and you didn't tell me before, I'm going to be very hurt and so is Dwayne."
"Listen dad, I can totally explain."
"I don't want your explanation, I just want to know when the nursery needs to be done by."
"Wait, What? What nursery?"
"Victoria said that YOU are pregnate."
"I'm not pregnate. I might be getting my son back though. But the only way to get him back is I need to be able to give him a mother and a FATHER. And so dad, Rey and I are getting married."
"Excuse me? Candy I know I didn't just hear you say your marrying Rey."
"Why not Dad? Why does it matter who I marry? I just want Ryan back."
"Wait, so are you only marrying me to get Ryan back?" Rey finally perked up.
"NO, hunny I love you. I have loved you since we met way back in Mexico."
"This is all sweet and what not, but Candy please don't rush into anything. Believe me, I know how much you want your son back, but don't go do something you will regret later."
"Dad, what do you know about having a child you love so much you'd do anything for them. You couldn't have cared for me that much cus you never came around. If you felt as strongly about me as I feel about Ryan you would have been there for my birthdays. You didn't even care enough to call."
"You really don't know the facts Candance. I did call. Every year, on your birthday I sent a card and I called. Your mother would pick up the phone or when you had a stepfather, he'd pick up and tell me to stop calling. Your mother was the one who stopped me. After your tenth birthday, your mother threatend to call the cops if I called or tried to contact you again. So I stopped. But your uncle Dwayne sent me pictures of you EVERY month. And when we started working together, he started showing me video's of you. I wanted so bad to meet you. I even spent one whole day driving past your school when you were in highschool. I saw you from afar. You looked so happy. So I decided against coming into your life and making you confused. I didn't want that smile I saw on your face to fade. Let me tell you, there was not a night I didn't think about calling. I thought long and hard about coming and being that dad for you. But I didn't want to cause any pain to you."
"You caused more pain by not being there."
"I'm sorry. I don't know what more I can say."
"I need to take a walk and think about this all." I grabbed my purse and just walked out. I didn't know where I should walk, I just knew I didn't want to be around people. I strolled down the hallway on the fourth floor where we were staying. When I reached the elevator I pushed the down button. All these different thought were dashing through my mind. I found it very hard to believe that my mother would keep me from my father. There was only one person that I knew of that could comfirm everything Mark had just said that I felt comfortable enough to talk to. I took the elevator down to the third floor and found Sarah's room. I knocked lightly at first. When I didn't get any answer I knocked a little louder. After a few seconds she answered the door.
"Candy? What can I do for you? Mark isn't here right now."
"I know he's not. I came to talk to you, mother to daughter. I hope I didn't wake you. Can we go somewhere to talk, cus I don't want Mark do come back in the middle of our conversation?"
"Did you just call me your mother? Oh yes sweetie. Hold on. C'mon in. I just need to change out of my pajamas." I walked in and waited for her. Five minutes later she was leaving Mark a note and we left. "Ok where do you want to go to talk?"
"I don't know. Let's just go down into the lobby." We walked to the elevator. Once on it, we began talking.
"Sarah, before I came to the WWE did Mark ever mention me?"
"From the first time I met him. He ALWAYS talked about you. Candy I remember when I first met him, after he introduced himself to me, I asked him if he had any kids. He pulled out his wallet and showed me at least 15 pictures of you for each year you had been alive. Candy, your father loves you. He has talked about you almost more than he talked about anything else."
"Did he really drive by my highschool and think better of stopping?"
"I can tell you with one hundred percent possitivity that he did. I was driving the car."
"Really?"
"Yes. Candy, Mark talked about you so much that I felt like you really were my stepdaughter. I felt like you were my actual daughter I knew that much about you, mostly thanks to Dwayne."
"Boy, Now I feel even weirder with you and Mark cus you guys know so much about me, and I don't know anything about you."
"Well ask any questions you want. I'm here to answer anything you want to know."
"Tell me about yourself." We sat in the lobby of the hotel talking for over an hour. I was getting too tired to stay awake. So at about 5 am I went up to my room feeling closer to both Mark and Sarah.
"Hi sweetie," Mark said to me as I approached.
"Hi dad."
"Can I talk to you for a minute?"
"Sure, C'mon into my room. Rey have you got the key handy?" Rey unlocked the door and we walked in. Mark and I followed him. "Ok Dad, talk to me."
We sat down on my bed. "Candy, I heard a rumor that I hope is not true. Because if it is true and you didn't tell me before, I'm going to be very hurt and so is Dwayne."
"Listen dad, I can totally explain."
"I don't want your explanation, I just want to know when the nursery needs to be done by."
"Wait, What? What nursery?"
"Victoria said that YOU are pregnate."
"I'm not pregnate. I might be getting my son back though. But the only way to get him back is I need to be able to give him a mother and a FATHER. And so dad, Rey and I are getting married."
"Excuse me? Candy I know I didn't just hear you say your marrying Rey."
"Why not Dad? Why does it matter who I marry? I just want Ryan back."
"Wait, so are you only marrying me to get Ryan back?" Rey finally perked up.
"NO, hunny I love you. I have loved you since we met way back in Mexico."
"This is all sweet and what not, but Candy please don't rush into anything. Believe me, I know how much you want your son back, but don't go do something you will regret later."
"Dad, what do you know about having a child you love so much you'd do anything for them. You couldn't have cared for me that much cus you never came around. If you felt as strongly about me as I feel about Ryan you would have been there for my birthdays. You didn't even care enough to call."
"You really don't know the facts Candance. I did call. Every year, on your birthday I sent a card and I called. Your mother would pick up the phone or when you had a stepfather, he'd pick up and tell me to stop calling. Your mother was the one who stopped me. After your tenth birthday, your mother threatend to call the cops if I called or tried to contact you again. So I stopped. But your uncle Dwayne sent me pictures of you EVERY month. And when we started working together, he started showing me video's of you. I wanted so bad to meet you. I even spent one whole day driving past your school when you were in highschool. I saw you from afar. You looked so happy. So I decided against coming into your life and making you confused. I didn't want that smile I saw on your face to fade. Let me tell you, there was not a night I didn't think about calling. I thought long and hard about coming and being that dad for you. But I didn't want to cause any pain to you."
"You caused more pain by not being there."
"I'm sorry. I don't know what more I can say."
"I need to take a walk and think about this all." I grabbed my purse and just walked out. I didn't know where I should walk, I just knew I didn't want to be around people. I strolled down the hallway on the fourth floor where we were staying. When I reached the elevator I pushed the down button. All these different thought were dashing through my mind. I found it very hard to believe that my mother would keep me from my father. There was only one person that I knew of that could comfirm everything Mark had just said that I felt comfortable enough to talk to. I took the elevator down to the third floor and found Sarah's room. I knocked lightly at first. When I didn't get any answer I knocked a little louder. After a few seconds she answered the door.
"Candy? What can I do for you? Mark isn't here right now."
"I know he's not. I came to talk to you, mother to daughter. I hope I didn't wake you. Can we go somewhere to talk, cus I don't want Mark do come back in the middle of our conversation?"
"Did you just call me your mother? Oh yes sweetie. Hold on. C'mon in. I just need to change out of my pajamas." I walked in and waited for her. Five minutes later she was leaving Mark a note and we left. "Ok where do you want to go to talk?"
"I don't know. Let's just go down into the lobby." We walked to the elevator. Once on it, we began talking.
"Sarah, before I came to the WWE did Mark ever mention me?"
"From the first time I met him. He ALWAYS talked about you. Candy I remember when I first met him, after he introduced himself to me, I asked him if he had any kids. He pulled out his wallet and showed me at least 15 pictures of you for each year you had been alive. Candy, your father loves you. He has talked about you almost more than he talked about anything else."
"Did he really drive by my highschool and think better of stopping?"
"I can tell you with one hundred percent possitivity that he did. I was driving the car."
"Really?"
"Yes. Candy, Mark talked about you so much that I felt like you really were my stepdaughter. I felt like you were my actual daughter I knew that much about you, mostly thanks to Dwayne."
"Boy, Now I feel even weirder with you and Mark cus you guys know so much about me, and I don't know anything about you."
"Well ask any questions you want. I'm here to answer anything you want to know."
"Tell me about yourself." We sat in the lobby of the hotel talking for over an hour. I was getting too tired to stay awake. So at about 5 am I went up to my room feeling closer to both Mark and Sarah.