Summary: She had walked out on him on the day he was going to tell her that he was her father. Two years later, she's back, new self, new image and a haunting past. Sequel to forgive me

Disclaimer: I still don't own anything but Billie and her band mates. If I did own the WWE I'd be Vince McMahon who's writing stories.

Chapter 5

Billie lied down on her bed, smiling at the fact that she was going to perform back at Eternal. Her home base, where she started and she got popular and where she had built her confidence. She looked back at the times there were still a few people coming there, they almost threatened to shut it down. But she along with her band, they made it and finally brought Eternal back to life. They had a regular time spot and people came in mobs or hordes until the place was filled up. People didn't care of they were standing, but they were lucky to be in there listening to them. She was looking at her poster on the ceiling, she was there with the band, and surrounding them was pictures of her favorite wrestlers. A knock disturbed her and she said

"Come in"

The door opened and Mark come into the room and sat on her bed.

"Yeah Mark?"

Billie said, she was still staring at the ceiling.

"Kiddo, I just wanna ask you something"

Mark replied.

"You're asking me already…."

"Not that. Anyway, you're going to Eternal right?"

"Of course. It's been two years, I missed that place and I'm with the guys"

"Question."

"Shoot"

"Well do you body surf? I mean on crowds and stuff?"

"No. You've seen me. Hello?... I was just standing there singing."

"What about?... err…. Do you join battle of the bands and other band contests?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Do you body surf there?"

"I dunno. I forgot, I did once or twice, that's when we won but even if we did win, I ddidn't do that anymore"

"Good"

"Why?"

"Body surfing is bad for your health"

"Really?"

"I cannot allow you to lose your health kid. You're my daughter"

"Fine. Then I won't because I'm not gonnna do that anyway either"

"I'm just…"

"Mark. I know what I'm doing with my life. The heck, you weren't with me for what?... like 21 years?"

"Look kid."

"You know Mark. I could've understood it a long time ago if you told me already…"

"Look…. I …."

"No Mark… because you're a coward! You were to afraid to hurt my feelings or was it you were ashamed because I was the reason that my real mom died?"

"It was…"

"No….. at this rate I won't call you dad. You'll just be known as plain. Mark. You hear me?... Mark!"

With that, Billie grabbed her guitar and amplifier and one backpack. She was rushing out of the room and Mark was following her.

"Where the heck do you think you're going?"

He asked her.

"None of your business I'm 21. You have no control over my life or whatsoever?"

"I care for you."

Billie stopped at the front door and didn't notice that everyone in the living room was looking at her.

"Since when did you care huh? For all those 21 years that I wasn't with you?... When?"

"…."

"Just now because I came back?... or maybe it was just because you felt guilty about me? Or was it the feeling of obligation that you needed to do because mom wasn't here huh?"

"Billie…. Don't"

Martha said and she stood up.

"No. This is something that me and Mark will handle mom."

She replied, she looked at Mark and said

"You never deserved to be a father Mark. NEVER!"

With that she opened the door and slammed it as she went to her old Harley in the garage. She got her things and tied it up at the back and grabbed her helmet and black leather jacket.

"Billie… kiddo…"

Dave started, she was revving up the engine already.

"Dave. This is between me and Mark, I don't want you to butt in please. Everything is still complicated like I left it two years ago."

She replied.

"Where are you going?"

"Somewhere safe, somewhere where I have a real family"

With that she sped away from the house. Inside the house, Mark was in his room crying, he heard the roar of Billie's engine as it sped away.

"Billie, all I'm trying to do is to repay those 21 years that I wasn't with you"

He whispered. Downstairs they were having a conference.

"I cannot believe she would do that"

Hunter said.

"In all my years, well in the days or weeks that I've known her, I've never seen an outburst like that before"

Ric said.

"I guess it rooted from those two years she was out, I guess she figured out how"

Abe said and looked at Martha.

"Abe's right. I have a feeling that everything was rooted from the day he said that"

Martha said

"But the thing is, I mean. Why didn't Mark tell it sooner?"

Christian said.

"He was so scared that his only daughter my get hurt even more at the fact that she already lost her mother, and she lost her mother because of her"

Glen said and opened a can of root beer.

"Look, we have to look for her too"

Jericho said.

"She said, she's going somewhere safe, and where she has a real family"

Dave said, everyone looked at him and Adam said

"That was the thing she told you before she rode her bike?"

Dave nodded.

"She's going to Old Man Donovan's"

Abe said and looked at Martha and she began to cry.

A/N: sorry for the late update, i just had my entrance exams and i had to study really hard. So here you go, read and review thanks!ü