Chapter 28
-Mandy's POV
When I got to Adam's house, Danny greeted me at the door. Her eyes were red from crying and she immediately jumped into my arms and buried her face into my neck, much like she did the first time I met her. "Mandy, they are saying bad things about you," she cried. I noticed that the whole house reeked of weed and I could hear noise coming from the basement.
" It's okay sweetie. Torrie, Missy, take Danny up to her room and pack some clothes. She's spending the night with us," I stated as she led them up the stairs to her bedroom. I was angry, no, I was furious. Adam had a six-year-old girl to think about and he was down in the basement doing drugs with his friends after he SWORE to me he had quit. I was now kicking myself for ever believing him in the first place. I burst through the basement door.
"I thought I told you to stay.... what are you doing here?" Adam asked. He was a pitiful sight, slouching into the couch, hair messed up, wearing clothes that looked like he had been wearing for days. Come to think of it, he probably had been. Looking around, the room was filled with wrestlers. Amy and Matt were slouched in one corner glaring at me. Shannon and Jeff were trying to do headstands or something in another. I honestly couldn't believe my eyes.
"If you don't live here, get the fuck out now," I announced. They all just kind of looked around at each other, probably trying to decide if I was real or an illusion. "I SAID NOW!" I yelled. They all looked for Adam for the answer.
"What do you think you're doing? This isn't even your house. Nobody has to go anywhere," he stated. Everyone turned their heads back to me.
"Okay fine, you're right, I can't make anyone leave," I stated pulling out my cell phone and punching in seven digits. "yes, Mr. McMahon please..." I sang into the phone.
"What the hell are you doing?" Adam asked glaring at me.
"I'm sure Vince would like to know what is going on here. Especially since Jeff over there is on his last warning as it is...oh yes I'll hold," I announced redirecting my attention to the phone. Adam looked at his friends and nodded his head signaling for them to leave.
"What a bitch," I heard Amy whisper as they all made their way up the stairs and out of the house. I knew they only thought of me as a stuck up brat, but I didn't care. At least I knew right from wrong. I went up to Danny's room and was glad to see that they were ready to go. When we went back downstairs, Adam was waiting for us.
"Where do you think you are going with that suitcase?" he asked noticing the pink bag in my hands.
"Torrie, take this to the car," I stated as Torrie took the suitcase and left the house. "Danny is spending the night with me tonight." I announced, "Danny, go get in the car!"
"Danny, don't you move," he said in a stern voice, "if you take her, I'll call the police."
"Good, have fun explaining to them why your house smells like weed," I shot back, "Adam, look at yourself. You're high; you are in no condition to raise her right now. Just let her spend the night at my house and I'll meet you anywhere tomorrow and you can have her back." I insisted.
"Danny, go get in the car," he replied. I nodded. Finally he was doing the right thing. I turned to leave but he stopped me by holding my hand. I turned to him and saw that tears were freely flowing down his cheeks. "I love you!" He stated. It was the first time he had ever said that to me.
"Adam, you need to get help and work on loving your daughter before you can love me," I announced and left him standing there to sleep it off.
(A/N-R&R...2 more chapters coming sometime today!)
-Mandy's POV
When I got to Adam's house, Danny greeted me at the door. Her eyes were red from crying and she immediately jumped into my arms and buried her face into my neck, much like she did the first time I met her. "Mandy, they are saying bad things about you," she cried. I noticed that the whole house reeked of weed and I could hear noise coming from the basement.
" It's okay sweetie. Torrie, Missy, take Danny up to her room and pack some clothes. She's spending the night with us," I stated as she led them up the stairs to her bedroom. I was angry, no, I was furious. Adam had a six-year-old girl to think about and he was down in the basement doing drugs with his friends after he SWORE to me he had quit. I was now kicking myself for ever believing him in the first place. I burst through the basement door.
"I thought I told you to stay.... what are you doing here?" Adam asked. He was a pitiful sight, slouching into the couch, hair messed up, wearing clothes that looked like he had been wearing for days. Come to think of it, he probably had been. Looking around, the room was filled with wrestlers. Amy and Matt were slouched in one corner glaring at me. Shannon and Jeff were trying to do headstands or something in another. I honestly couldn't believe my eyes.
"If you don't live here, get the fuck out now," I announced. They all just kind of looked around at each other, probably trying to decide if I was real or an illusion. "I SAID NOW!" I yelled. They all looked for Adam for the answer.
"What do you think you're doing? This isn't even your house. Nobody has to go anywhere," he stated. Everyone turned their heads back to me.
"Okay fine, you're right, I can't make anyone leave," I stated pulling out my cell phone and punching in seven digits. "yes, Mr. McMahon please..." I sang into the phone.
"What the hell are you doing?" Adam asked glaring at me.
"I'm sure Vince would like to know what is going on here. Especially since Jeff over there is on his last warning as it is...oh yes I'll hold," I announced redirecting my attention to the phone. Adam looked at his friends and nodded his head signaling for them to leave.
"What a bitch," I heard Amy whisper as they all made their way up the stairs and out of the house. I knew they only thought of me as a stuck up brat, but I didn't care. At least I knew right from wrong. I went up to Danny's room and was glad to see that they were ready to go. When we went back downstairs, Adam was waiting for us.
"Where do you think you are going with that suitcase?" he asked noticing the pink bag in my hands.
"Torrie, take this to the car," I stated as Torrie took the suitcase and left the house. "Danny is spending the night with me tonight." I announced, "Danny, go get in the car!"
"Danny, don't you move," he said in a stern voice, "if you take her, I'll call the police."
"Good, have fun explaining to them why your house smells like weed," I shot back, "Adam, look at yourself. You're high; you are in no condition to raise her right now. Just let her spend the night at my house and I'll meet you anywhere tomorrow and you can have her back." I insisted.
"Danny, go get in the car," he replied. I nodded. Finally he was doing the right thing. I turned to leave but he stopped me by holding my hand. I turned to him and saw that tears were freely flowing down his cheeks. "I love you!" He stated. It was the first time he had ever said that to me.
"Adam, you need to get help and work on loving your daughter before you can love me," I announced and left him standing there to sleep it off.
(A/N-R&R...2 more chapters coming sometime today!)