Chapter 4 The Plan
After I closed my phone I got out of the car and headed back into the restaurant. Walking in I saw the guys were all leaned into each other whispering, as I walked up to them they instantly stopped and turned to me.
"What were you talking about?". I asked sitting down at my seat.
"Your dad just called". Randy said.
"What does he want?".
"Why don't you see". He said handing the phone to me.
"I don't wanna talk to him".
"Your gonna have to eventually so just do it". Rob said. I rolled my eyes and snatched the phone from randy, I dialed my dad's number and waited.
"Hello". I heard him answered.
"What did you want?".
"I just wanted to know if you wanted to go shopping tomorrow with me, I need some new jersey's and shorts and I thought you might want some things".
"Well I guess so, it's not like I have anything to do here".
"Good, I already told the guys to drop you off at the hotel, I'll be waiting, bye". He said. I closed the lid of the phone, not saying another word to him and handed the phone back to randy.
"So are you gonna hang out with him tomorrow?". Shawn asked.
"Yeah, I need some new clothes anyway".
"Good, let's go, you need to get to the hotel so you can get settled in". Edge said.
"Do we have to?". I whined, they all nodded. I gave out a loud grunt and got up. "Fine, let's go". We all walked out and left.
Arriving to the hotel I saw my dad waiting outside talking on his cell. As we got out and walked up to him he hung up the phone and looked at us.
"What's up ya'll". He said banging fist with everyone.
"Nothin much, but vince called us like two minutes ago, he wants us all back at the arena". Shelton said.
"Shit, well you guys go on ahead, I just have to get Macey settled in and I'll be out". He said.
"Ok". The guys said, they all hugged and kissed me on the cheek before heading back to rob's car a driving away. I turned back to dad.
"Come on let's go". He said walking into the hotel, I followed him.
"Why can't I go with you?". I asked upset.
"Because I don't wanna risk causing anymore shit happening backstage like the last time you came".
"Ok, first of all that was Carlito's fault and second, what's that supposed to mean".
"You tend to have a huge bitch-fit whenever one of the guys does or says something to you, I think you get it from your mom".
"Bitch-fit, I do not have a bitch-fit, I get even". I said.
"Well whatever you wanna call it, I don't want it happening tonight at SummerSlam, so your staying here".
"Well, what do we have here?". I looked up to see Chris Jericho walking up to us. I knew this was bad since the two would be fighting later on that night.
"What do you want?". I said. Dad pushed me behind him.
"I can be anywhere I want you little demon". He said, I stared daggers at him.
"Watch it you son of a bitch". My dad said.
"Or you'll what, make a rap about me". He joked, he walked up to him. "Face it Cena, your pathetic, all you can do is freestyle, your nowhere near my level. You've been here for like 4 years and already you think you're the shit. But your not, your just like what JBL called you at Judgement Day a punk...ass...bitch!".
I knew that hit dad right in the chest because the next thing I knew he had threw a right hook at him and started to beat the hell outta him. I backed away from the two and stayed against the wall. I'll admit it was kinda frightening to see my dad this violent, after about 20 minutes the security guards finally heard the commotion and broke it up. As Chris left and John calmed down, we continued to walk down to our room.
"You ok?". I asked.
"Hell no I'm not ok, I'm gonna kick the shit outta him tonight".
"Can I come please?".
"No".
"But dad-".
"No, your ass is staying here!". He yelled. "You can watch it on pay-per-view. Your way to dangerous to bring anywhere near Jericho or the other enemies you've made". He said as we reached the room, he pulled the card outta his pocket and opened the door.
"Get inside". He said. I walked in and jumped on the bed. I grabbed the remote and turned on the t.v. "The room service number is 9, make yourself comfortable and stay here, are we clear?".
"Crystal". I said not even making eye contact with him. As I heard the door closed I pulled my phone outta my pocket.
Meanwhile
"I'm bored". Tiffany said as she laid on her couch.
"Well we can always rent some movies". Julius said.
"No, I wanna go to the arcade". Chris said.
"No, rent movies". Julius said.
"Arcade".
"Movies".
"Arcade".
"Movies".
"Arcade!".
"Movies!". Julius yelled. Suddenly chris jumped on him tackling them both to the floor, they began to roll around the living room as Tiffany and Jacob looked on rolling their eyes.
"Do you guys ever stop?". Jacob said. Then the phone ranged, he went over to the kitchen to answer it.
"Hello".
"Hey J, it's me Macey".
"Hey Mace, what's up?".
"Just got yelled at by my dad and he just got into a fight with Jericho in the hallway".
"Bummer and Cool". He said.
"Look, I'm not gonna be pushed around by anyone...except mom. I have to stay with dad for 3 months, I'm gonna have some fun".
"And by fun, you mean causing a bunch of chaos".
"You know me".
"So what does that have to do with us?".
"Well, call me physic, but I'm guessing right now your at Tiffany's house, bored out of your minds while Julius and Chris are arguing over what ya'll should do and it broke out into a fight". She said, jacob kept silent. "Your silence is telling me my predictions are right".
"You know us all to well".
"So I was wondering if you guys wanted to come hang out with, me. If I'm gonna do all this I'm gonna need your help".
"Sure, I'm sure are parents won't mind, matter fact I think they'll be glad to get rid of us".
"Great, we're gonna be in Washington for a week".
"Cool, I always wanted to see D.C.".
"Then it's settled, Operation: Make Dad's Life a Living Hell, is in progess". Macey said with a devilish smile.