I'm back! I had decided that from now on, I'm gonna be updating every few days until I can get a break for the holidays!

Date: November 18, 2005

Previously on Chapter Seven:

Soon as she turned it on, the whole room was filled with people yelling "Surprise!" More tears fell from her eyes as she surveyed every last person in the room.

Here's Chapter eight.

The music was still blasting downstairs. Guests were eating, drinking, engaging in conversation, dancing and having a good time.

Alicia was in the dining room, surveying the gifts she received. She picked up a shirt Hunter gave her, which on the front it said 'Daddy's Girl' and smiled. She looked over at the clothes, make-up, jewelry and CDs she got from her friends.

Alicia just smiled.

She looked over and saw the one gift she didn't open. Apparently, it was from someone unknown. Curious, she grabbed the package and tore it up into pieces, then she opened the box.

Inside was a baby doll dressed in a white wedding dress and a veil. She smiled at first, then her smile turned into a frown when she saw the face of the doll being decorated in white iodine and weird make-up. Alicia then noticed a piece a paper attached on the back of the dress. She removed it and read the note.

Alicia,

This doll is for you; as a reminder of why you broke your mother's heart and my heart!

Come back home or I'm coming to get you and Amy!

Happy Birthday, baby girl!

Drew.

Alicia threw the doll down on the floor and stomped on it. She laid her head on the table and cried her eyes out. Her father will never let up, will he?

"Dad, why can't you just leave me alone? I don't wanna go back home with you!" she screamed.

Little did she know, Drew was actually in the house.

X

"Amy, baby. Are you coming down?" Hunter asked. He was standing out in the hallway.

"Yeah, baby. Just let me get freshen up and I'll be all set," Amy responded.

She turned back around and looked right in the mirror. She reapplied her make-up and straightened out her clothes. She wanted to look presentable towards her friends after what she and Hunter did.

Amy began to blush.

After a few moments, she cleaned up the mess she made and walked out of the bathroom. Closing the door behind her, she breathed a sigh of relief and headed downstairs.

But when she got to the foot of the stairs, someone came right behind her and whacked her with a aluminum baseball bat. Amy screamed out in pain when he continued to beat her with the object over and over again.

Blood was gushing out of her mouth, her head was busted open and her face was a crimson mask. She felt her shoulder being separated and her ankle being broken in half. How could she be attacked at her daughter's birthday party?

A few minutes later, the beatings stopped. Amy curled her body into a ball and wept silently. She just wanted him to go away.

"Please leave me alone. Why did you do this?" she cried.

He laughed sarcastically. "You know good and well why I did this, Amy. You have something that belongs to me. Or I should say someone."

She managed to lift her head up and looked into the eyes of Drew Denton!

"What are you doing here?" she exclaimed.

He kicked her in the stomach. "You stole my daughter away from me, bitch! Alicia is my child! I promised my wife on her deathbed that I would take care of my child by myself but you had to ruin it for me!"

"You hurt her, Drew. Hell, you raped her!" she reminded him.

Drew headed for the stairs. "I don't care what she said, bitch! She's coming home with me whether you like it or not!"

"No!" Amy yelled before he went downstairs.

X

Despite the gift she received from her father, Alicia still managed to have a good time at her party. Right now, she was surrounded by Dave, Lisa, Vince and Hunter, her new father.

Suddenly, the music stopped.

"Who stopped the tunes from playing?" Lisa asked, looking confused.

"I don't know. You stay here with Alicia while Vince and I go and put the stereo back on," Dave suggested before he and Vince left.

Trish joined the ladies a few minutes later. Alicia wrapped her arms around the blond Canadian's waist and squeezed her close.

"Where have you been, Aunt Trish?" Alicia asked with a giggle.

"I'd been at home, honey. You know my back's been killing me," Trish explained.

"Is it all better now?"

Trish kissed her forehead. "It's all better now, sweetheart."

"Alicia!" someone yelled.

The whole room turned around and saw Drew standing at the top of the stairs, holding a battered and bruised Amy against him. Fresh tears fell from Alicia's eyes as she snuggled close to Trish.

"What the fuck are you doing in my house, Drew?" Vince yelled.

"Now, now, Vince. Don't talk to your guest like that. It's not nice," Drew said with a evil smile on his face.

"My husband meant what he said. What the fuck are you doing here?" Linda McMahon asked.

"If you must know, I'm here to get what's mine. I'm here to get my daughter back," Drew announced.

"I'm not coming back home with you after what you did to me!" Alicia yelled.

"You're coming back home with me, Alicia! You don't want me to kill Amy, now would you?" he leered at her.

"Even if I did end up going home with you, Mommy would still end up dead. Just like my real mother ended up dead! Don't you remember that, Daddy?" Alicia said, glaring at him.

"W-what are you talking about?" Drew was starting to get nervous.

"I'll yell it out for you: YOU KILLED MY MOTHER!"

Uh-oh! What is Alicia talking about? Find out in the next chapter!

I'm sorry about updating. I've had a lot on my mind over the last couple days, mostly due to the passing of Eddie Guerrero. I found out that he died from heart failure. I still can't get over that he's gone!