Chapter 26!
"Lidia! Over here!"
"Pose for a picture Lidia!"
"How is Madison feeling? Are you going to break up with John now that you know his mother was in on Madison being kidnapped?" John hugged Lidia and Madison closer to him as they went through the airport which was invaded by journalist and paparazzi. He did his best to shoo them away as he exited the airport, protecting his girlfriend and daughter the whole time.
Reaching the car, John sped out of the parking lot and onto the highway, heading to their St. Louis home. "That was a mess," John said, trying to start a conversation with Lidia.
"Yea," Lidia muttered, leaning her head on the car window. Her view gazed to the passing scenery, covered in a perfect sheet of white snow.
"You all right babe?" John whispered so Madison wouldn't hear.
"Huh?" Lidia glanced back over at John, a hurt expression on his face. "Sorry honey, I'm just kind of tired. I just want to sleep when we get home." She leaned her head back on the window, throwing a protective arm across her stomach. John watched her carefully out of the corner of his eye, seeing her lips move ever so slightly, singing a soft song to her stomach. The tune sounded familar to his ears, but shrugged her shrugged it off. He'll remember to ask later.
Parking his SUV in front of the house, he turned off the car as quietly as he could, not wanting to wake up the sleeping Lidia and Madison. He un-buckled Madison's seatbelt first and put her on his hip. Madison stirred as she was being moved, whimpering as she was placed on her father's hip. "Don't let the bad people get me," he heard her mumbled as she rested her head on his shoulder. He sighed as he carefully walked up the steps, trying to support the fifty-pound kid on him as he unlocked the door with his keys. Leaving the door open, he entered the warm house, noticing the lack of Christmas decorations; in fact, there were no decorations at all.
Placing Madison on Lidia's bed upstairs, he kissed her on the forehead before he headed back downstairs to get Lidia.
With a still sleeping Lidia in his arms, John shut the front door with his foot as quietly as he could and took his shoes off, not wanting to wake her up. With even more carefulness than Madison, he carried his pregnant girlfriend up stairs and laid her beside Madison on the bed.
Going back downstairs, John looked around the whole main floor, imagining what it would look like with Christmas decorations. The tree by the TV...some fake pine for around the railing at the stairs...
Dashing towards the kitchen, he found a piece of paper and quickly scribbled a note on it:
Out and about, be back soon.
Love John
He looked over the note again, questioning the last part. Love John? That's not street. That's not gangsta. If Jay-Z saw that, John would be shot.
"Comes from the heart," John mumbled to himself. "I hope she throws that note out..." He grabbed his keys from his pocket and walked towards the door, surprised to find Randy and Stacy returning from Baltimore earlier than expected.
"Hey Orton," John greeted as he put his shoes back on.
"Cena," Randy acknowledged. "Your home early. What happend? Your Mom didn't want to steal Madison in front of you?"
"Where's Stacy?" John asked, changing the subject.
"In the car still. She got mad because when we went to McDonald's, I only got her two double cheese burgers. So we had to go back, get the other two, and she won't get out of the car untill she eats them all."
"Four double cheese burgers?" John repeated. "Man...That's one pregnant lady." Randy rolled his eyes as he walked into the kitchen, quickly glancing over at the counter.
"What's this?" Randy asked, picking up the note. "Out and about, be back soon...Love John. Dude, you seriously put love on there?"
"Fuck you buddy." John blushed as he gave Randy the finger. "Lid's and Maddy are both upstairs in Lidia's room sleeping, they're pretty tired."
"I'll keep an eye on them," Randy offered. With a wave, John opened the door to go outside, just in time to see Stacy appearing on the front steps. Holding the door open, John moved aside to let Stacy in.
"Did you see that, Randy? Are you taking notes? He opened the door for me! Thank you, John." Stacy stormed up the stairs in a huff, not looking back at Randy. Giving Randy a thumbs up, John left the house.
Lidia rubbed her eyes groggly as she walked down the stairs moments later. Her shirt was half tucked in, her hair a mess on top of her head, but she didn't seem to care at the moment. She opened the fridge and quickly reached for the last bottle of beer, but cursed herself when she remebered the fetus that was growing inside of her. "Fuck," she mumbled.
"Language," Randy warned. Lidia turned around, arching an eyebrow at her brother.
"Home so soon?" She questioned as she grabbed a fruit punch.
"I can say the same for you," he answered as he sat on top of the counter. Lidia pointed a finger at him, "but I was expected to be home early. I thought you got along fine with the Keiblers?" Randy sighed.
"I do. But I guess Stacy has gained a couple of pounds since she found out she was pregnant and her mom picked up on it, totally ignored the engagment ring on Stace's finger, and kicked us out."
"That sucks. Where'd John go?" Randy pointed to the note on the counter, smirking to himself as he remembered what John put at the end of the note. "Aww, look Randy. He says he loves me," Lidia gushed as she hung the note up on the fridge. "That's so sweet."
Her attention was taken away from the note when the phone rang. Walking out of the room, Lidia left it up to Randy to answer the phone.
"Yea?" Randy answered. They hung up quickly. Scrunching his eyebrows together in confusion, he left the kitchen as well and went downstairs where Lidia was.
"Sis, don't answer the phone," Randy warned as he turned on his Game Cube.
"Why not?" She asked defensivley.
"Just don't." Lidia mimicked her brother, tossing a pillow at him. 'What a long holiday this is going to be,' Lidia thought to herself.
Legend Speaking: Trust me, that phone call is important! Read and review!