Chapter 17
After the reception was over Randy took us back to the hotel and after we'd both changed into some comfortable clothes Randy sat down and said, "So what's on your mind sweetie?" I sat next to him and said, "Well...I finally found my father."
Randy almost couldn't believe his ears...he said, "I don't know whether to be happy for you or not..." Lena said, "Well...remember the night I broke my toe...I wasn't concentrating..." Randy nodded yes. I said, "Well...Mark had come to talk to me...and come to find out...Mark is my father." Randy turned towards Lena...he couldn't believe she had kept it from him.
Randy stood up and said, "How's come you didn't tell me?" I said, "I don't know...I just couldn't, I wasn't ready to except him as my father...I mean all these years I've wanted to know him...or at least be an important item in his life for him to come looking for me...but nothing...and now that I finally found out who he is...I want to scream and yell at him and tell him what a selfish bastard he's been."
Randy said, "Well...apparently you take after your father...how could you not tell me...you know how worried I've been about you and your concentration...Paul was ready to go rip Mark's head off about what he had spoken to you about...you know all of us we worried about you...and now come to find out you learn something this important about your life and you can tell us? Fuck telling every one else...you couldn't tell me? I'm supposed to be your boyfriend."
I jumped to my feet and said, "You are my boyfriend...where the hell is this all coming from?" Randy said, "You wanted to be an important item to your father for him to come see you...well I wanted to be just as important and item in your life for you to tell me something this important."
I said, "This is not about you...You're my boyfriend not my shrink...And this is my life...I don't have to tell you anything." Randy said, "Yea well...it would have been nice to know what the fuck was going on in my girlfriend's life...instead of finding out about it 3 weeks later."
Randy walked over and started throwing his clothes into his suitcase grumbling under his breath...I walked over and said, "Don't bother leaving...I'll get out of your way..." I grabbed my suitcase and left. It was already packed cause me and the other Divas had a big photo shoot to do for the next 2 weeks in Hawaii...so we were excited...
I went down and knocked on Jessica's door...I'd been talking to her the most since Mark had dropped the bomb...Jessica had yelled and argued with him about tell me sooner or even coming to talk to her...but he told her it was none of her business and to butt out...so she told him to fuck off and walked away. Jessica let me in and we started talking and soon I started crying.
I couldn't stop myself...I didn't realize how strong my feelings for Randy were until now...I couldn't believe he thought he wasn't an important part of my life, because of this...How could he not realize how important he was to me? I was totally in love...WHOA! Where did that come from?
Was I really falling in love with him...could I actually say it out loud through...that was the trick...The more I thought about it the more I realized I did love him...I know I would have never let him get to me as close as he had done without me loving him...now he was being an ass.
Just because I keep one little thing from him...it is my life...I don't have to share anything him...
So why do I feel so shitty?
Why...Like I don't already know...We've only been dating a couple of months and already I've fallen so hard...I'm crying over someone who can't take the fact that there are some things I'm not comfortable talking about...my father being one of them...DAMN IT!!!
Why did he have to act like such an ass?
The next morning, as me and the rest of the Divas were piling into 2 SUV's...I sat next to the window with Nina me between me and Angie, as they made me explain what happened the night before with Randy...I couldn't help but get teary eyes again just talking about it...I looked over and saw Randy, Paul and David walking out of the hotel.
I closed my eyes and turned to look out the window...Tears slid down my cheeks...as the driver pulled away...I couldn't help but wonder how many more times I was going to cry within the next 2 weeks...
I could only imagine.