The Sister - Chapter 6
Well so here I was sitting in the principles office again, this time it was the BIG one, you know your dad's office, you sit there and have to wait for your at home punishment after just getting your at school punishment for fighting.I was looking at the pictures on the walls of dad's office in the house I grew up in and spent most of my life in. I loved the office he had in the house, it was much more inviting then the one in Stamford, the one in Stamford had entertainment awards all over, and posters of every wrestler he had on contract up on the walls.
Every time I would walk in there, I always felt like the eyes were following me around the room.But his at home office, was so nice, the soft brown leather couches, the smell of moms home cooking drifting down the hall way to let you know when dinner was ready, and virtually every family photo we've ever taken together or separate. I used to love sitting in the chair behind his desk and pretending I was his corporate daughter, but of course that was way before I decided to rule out the wrestling business and become a doctor.
I knew Paul was sitting outside in his Red Hummer, waiting for me to either come out and give him the okay to come in cause dad had all his guns put away and accepted us being together, or come running out and jump in the getaway car.
Dad finally walked in and said, "Hi Honey, Mom said you wanted to talk before dinner?" He kissed the top of my head. I said, "Yea, and after I tell you what I have to say, if you want your kiss back, I'll understand." I was on the couch; he sat down on the coffee table across from me... He said, "It can't be that bad, now c'mon and tell me what's going on.Did you get a speeding ticket.Or rack up to much on your credit cards and need help paying them off."
I said, "No, I wish it were that simple." He said, "You're not pregnant are you?" I said, "Daddy, no." He said, "Okay, I give up what's so bad that we couldn't wait until after dinner." I said, "Promise me you won't freak out or anything..." He said, "Okay, I promise." I cleared my throat and said, "Well, about 5 months ago, I sort of started seeing someone secretly.super sweet, nice and intelligent."
He said, "Oh god, please tell me you're not a lesbian"
I said, "DADDY! Stop that.I'm not a lesbian." He laughed a little and said, "Okay, finish." I said, "Anyways, he wants to get more serious about me as do I want to with him, but we both agreed we couldn't do that until we told you first, not because you're my father, but because I don't want to date someone secretly behind your back anymore. We want the relationship to be honest, loving, caring, and out in the open. I know I love him, and I know he loves me.But the plot thickens it's someone you know."
He said, "It's not someone who's over 40 or anything is it?" I said, "Dad, No. Its.well (trying to stall).it's a.wrestler from your company." I shut my eyes tight as possible and laid back on the couch a little more waiting for the entire state of Connecticut to blow up.
Dad cleared his throat and said, "Is this the bad part or the good part?" I said, "I don't know, I guess it all depends on how you react to me telling you who it is." He swallowed hard and said, "Okay, tell me, I can handle it.I think."
I said, "It's Paul Levesque, daddy. I know I know, it seems so weird and out of touch, and just not right, but it's true."
Dad said, "Paul Levesque.Triple H.of all people, the one with the worst attitude.why couldn't you find a nice sensible boy, like Bryan Wright." I said, "Dad, you hate him, you think he's a prick, I can't say I chose Paul, my heart chose for me. Dad if you only knew what he is like away from this stupid wrestling business, he's not the same guy, on the tour he plays his part very well as an asshole, but backstage things are so much more different then what you'd expect. Besides if he plays an asshole it's because you and Steph wrote him in that way, he doesn't chose to be one, but he does it because you said so."
Dad sat there dumb founded and said, "I don't think you should see Paul anymore, I don't think it's good for you, I think he's clouded your mind, and you don't know what's right and wrong anymore." I said, "Dad, I'm a grown woman, I graduated college, and live in an apartment in New York City by myself, Dad I love him.There is no way on this earth that I'll ever stop seeing him. You can't make me and I won't let you make me."
My father just about blew his top.He started yelling at the top of his lungs "DON'T YOU DARE DEFY ME YOUNG LADY.WHEN I TELL YOU SOMETHING YOU'LL EITHER DO IT OR BE OUT OF THIS FAMILY.DO YOU REALLY WANT TO RISK LOSING YOUR FAMILY OVER SOME GUY WHO WILL BE WITH YOU ONE MINUTE AND SCREWING SOME GROUPIE FAN ON THE ROAD THE NEXT MINUTE.YOU NEED TO GET YOUR PRIORITIES STRAIGHT GIRL.NOW YOU LISTEN UP AND LISTEN UP GOOD.YOU WILL NOT, I REPEAT NOT BE SEEING PAUL EVER AGAIN AND IF I FIND OUT YOU HAVE THAT WILL BE IT, YOU'LL BE OUT OF THE FAMILY FOR GOOD, IM DEAD SERIOUS ABOUT THIS ALEXANDRA, DON'T CROSS ME OR YOU WILL BE VERY SORRY!!"
I said, "You know something dad, I used to love coming and telling you things about me, but I can't even do that now, you're always too busy with the business or the office, or Shane or Stephanie.I finally tell you I'm in love with someone, and yes, it just happens to be someone from your company, and you shoot me down, make me feel like shit, well Daddy you've been doing that to me my whole life, I know this is really about me not wanting to be in the wrestling business like every other McMahon family member, but you know something, I'm not you, and I'm sure as hell not mom, Shane or Stephanie, I'm my own person, I have my own life outside this house, and yes I may have grown up in this house, but my home is in New York.Do you know you've never once been to my apt in New York, Hell you've been to every other relatives house and apt outside of Greenwich, but dare come to mine, you may get contaminated, or have to admit I really do exist."
I sighed and continued, "Just once dad, I wanted you to be proud of me.be happy for me.. Hell something, anything, you can't walk all over everyone your whole life, otherwise someday it will come back to bite you on the ass.Well consider yourself bitten, cause I quit. As of today I don't live to make my father the Great Vince McMahon happy anymore, as of right now, it's all about me. I'm doing something for my life that makes me happy.Growing up I thought no one could ever top you.I thought wow, you'll always be there to make me happy, well dad Paul topped you, I'm sad, frustrated, disappointed, mad all at you right now, but knowing I can walk out that front door and Paul will be there for me, and make me as happy as I'll ever need to be.Good-bye daddy."
Well so here I was sitting in the principles office again, this time it was the BIG one, you know your dad's office, you sit there and have to wait for your at home punishment after just getting your at school punishment for fighting.I was looking at the pictures on the walls of dad's office in the house I grew up in and spent most of my life in. I loved the office he had in the house, it was much more inviting then the one in Stamford, the one in Stamford had entertainment awards all over, and posters of every wrestler he had on contract up on the walls.
Every time I would walk in there, I always felt like the eyes were following me around the room.But his at home office, was so nice, the soft brown leather couches, the smell of moms home cooking drifting down the hall way to let you know when dinner was ready, and virtually every family photo we've ever taken together or separate. I used to love sitting in the chair behind his desk and pretending I was his corporate daughter, but of course that was way before I decided to rule out the wrestling business and become a doctor.
I knew Paul was sitting outside in his Red Hummer, waiting for me to either come out and give him the okay to come in cause dad had all his guns put away and accepted us being together, or come running out and jump in the getaway car.
Dad finally walked in and said, "Hi Honey, Mom said you wanted to talk before dinner?" He kissed the top of my head. I said, "Yea, and after I tell you what I have to say, if you want your kiss back, I'll understand." I was on the couch; he sat down on the coffee table across from me... He said, "It can't be that bad, now c'mon and tell me what's going on.Did you get a speeding ticket.Or rack up to much on your credit cards and need help paying them off."
I said, "No, I wish it were that simple." He said, "You're not pregnant are you?" I said, "Daddy, no." He said, "Okay, I give up what's so bad that we couldn't wait until after dinner." I said, "Promise me you won't freak out or anything..." He said, "Okay, I promise." I cleared my throat and said, "Well, about 5 months ago, I sort of started seeing someone secretly.super sweet, nice and intelligent."
He said, "Oh god, please tell me you're not a lesbian"
I said, "DADDY! Stop that.I'm not a lesbian." He laughed a little and said, "Okay, finish." I said, "Anyways, he wants to get more serious about me as do I want to with him, but we both agreed we couldn't do that until we told you first, not because you're my father, but because I don't want to date someone secretly behind your back anymore. We want the relationship to be honest, loving, caring, and out in the open. I know I love him, and I know he loves me.But the plot thickens it's someone you know."
He said, "It's not someone who's over 40 or anything is it?" I said, "Dad, No. Its.well (trying to stall).it's a.wrestler from your company." I shut my eyes tight as possible and laid back on the couch a little more waiting for the entire state of Connecticut to blow up.
Dad cleared his throat and said, "Is this the bad part or the good part?" I said, "I don't know, I guess it all depends on how you react to me telling you who it is." He swallowed hard and said, "Okay, tell me, I can handle it.I think."
I said, "It's Paul Levesque, daddy. I know I know, it seems so weird and out of touch, and just not right, but it's true."
Dad said, "Paul Levesque.Triple H.of all people, the one with the worst attitude.why couldn't you find a nice sensible boy, like Bryan Wright." I said, "Dad, you hate him, you think he's a prick, I can't say I chose Paul, my heart chose for me. Dad if you only knew what he is like away from this stupid wrestling business, he's not the same guy, on the tour he plays his part very well as an asshole, but backstage things are so much more different then what you'd expect. Besides if he plays an asshole it's because you and Steph wrote him in that way, he doesn't chose to be one, but he does it because you said so."
Dad sat there dumb founded and said, "I don't think you should see Paul anymore, I don't think it's good for you, I think he's clouded your mind, and you don't know what's right and wrong anymore." I said, "Dad, I'm a grown woman, I graduated college, and live in an apartment in New York City by myself, Dad I love him.There is no way on this earth that I'll ever stop seeing him. You can't make me and I won't let you make me."
My father just about blew his top.He started yelling at the top of his lungs "DON'T YOU DARE DEFY ME YOUNG LADY.WHEN I TELL YOU SOMETHING YOU'LL EITHER DO IT OR BE OUT OF THIS FAMILY.DO YOU REALLY WANT TO RISK LOSING YOUR FAMILY OVER SOME GUY WHO WILL BE WITH YOU ONE MINUTE AND SCREWING SOME GROUPIE FAN ON THE ROAD THE NEXT MINUTE.YOU NEED TO GET YOUR PRIORITIES STRAIGHT GIRL.NOW YOU LISTEN UP AND LISTEN UP GOOD.YOU WILL NOT, I REPEAT NOT BE SEEING PAUL EVER AGAIN AND IF I FIND OUT YOU HAVE THAT WILL BE IT, YOU'LL BE OUT OF THE FAMILY FOR GOOD, IM DEAD SERIOUS ABOUT THIS ALEXANDRA, DON'T CROSS ME OR YOU WILL BE VERY SORRY!!"
I said, "You know something dad, I used to love coming and telling you things about me, but I can't even do that now, you're always too busy with the business or the office, or Shane or Stephanie.I finally tell you I'm in love with someone, and yes, it just happens to be someone from your company, and you shoot me down, make me feel like shit, well Daddy you've been doing that to me my whole life, I know this is really about me not wanting to be in the wrestling business like every other McMahon family member, but you know something, I'm not you, and I'm sure as hell not mom, Shane or Stephanie, I'm my own person, I have my own life outside this house, and yes I may have grown up in this house, but my home is in New York.Do you know you've never once been to my apt in New York, Hell you've been to every other relatives house and apt outside of Greenwich, but dare come to mine, you may get contaminated, or have to admit I really do exist."
I sighed and continued, "Just once dad, I wanted you to be proud of me.be happy for me.. Hell something, anything, you can't walk all over everyone your whole life, otherwise someday it will come back to bite you on the ass.Well consider yourself bitten, cause I quit. As of today I don't live to make my father the Great Vince McMahon happy anymore, as of right now, it's all about me. I'm doing something for my life that makes me happy.Growing up I thought no one could ever top you.I thought wow, you'll always be there to make me happy, well dad Paul topped you, I'm sad, frustrated, disappointed, mad all at you right now, but knowing I can walk out that front door and Paul will be there for me, and make me as happy as I'll ever need to be.Good-bye daddy."