Chapter 16

"You can't ground me! I'm nineteen!" Lily yelled, banging her fist on the hotel room door, her ice blue eyes flashing angrily.

"You need to learn when to stop joking around and start taking things seriously," her father's voice sounded on the other side.

Lily sighed angrily and punched the door before flopping onto the couch and flicking on the TV. She had just been punished for the first time in years for playing a few tricks on her father the night before.

After Lily and Randy had decided on pranking Glen, the two did everything in their power to piss him off. They started with decorating his wrestling attire with pink bows and frilly tool, making him look more like a ballerina than a hell possessed Kane. When that seemed to have no affect what-so-ever they resorted to filling his shoes with worms, and crazy gluing butterflies to the top of his head. To top it all off Lily drew a large penis on his forehead with icing as he tried to fight her off and Randy did his favorite thing, popping a large caramel filled water balloon over his head, just like his brother.

This forced Glen into a rage that both did not expect and the two fled before anything would happen to them. All of this resulting in the grounding of Lily, which included being locked in her and John's hotel room until they left for their next show.

"I can't believe he fucking grounded me," Lily grumbled, running her fingers through her long chestnut hair in aggravation.

There was a soft knock on the door then and she became suddenly alert, knowing she wasn't allowed to answer the door, for it was locked from the outside. She got to her feet slowly and peeked into the peep hole. She grinned when she saw John, wanting so bad to open the door.

"I can't open it, John, he locked me in," she called.

"I unlocked it, let me in," he called back.

Lily grinned and turned the handle, excitement coursing through her as the door opened without a problem. John pulled her into his arms the second the door was open wide enough, slamming it closed with his foot.

"I'll be in so much trouble if Dad finds out you're in here," Lily whispered as John cupped her face in his hands. He was forced to get a separate room so Lily would suffer alone.

"Don't worry, he's dealing with Randy at the moment," he replied, kissing her hungrily.

Lily wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer, wondering why he was so needing of her. He snaked his hands under her shirt, massaging her back as he held her.

"Why the sudden desire?" she asked between his hungry kisses as he slowly inched her toward the bedroom.

"I didn't get to have you last night, I'm just making up for lost time," he said, letting her pull his shirt over his head.

"I see, I guess Wrestlemania wasn't enough for you," she teased as he kissed down her neck.

"No, it wasn't," he laughed and the two tumbled onto the bed.

Lily grinned and pulled her own shirt off, "make it quick, John. My dad could come back any minute."

"That's the pleasure in it," he smiled, kissing her collarbone, "The fear of getting caught adds to the experience."

"I'm intrigued," Lily breathed as his hands roamed skillfully over her body.

Before anything more could happen Lily heard the lock click on the hotel room door. A flash of panic coursed through her and she stopped John, her face pale in fright.

"What?" he asked huskily, glancing around the room.

"Someone's at the door. The lock clicked," she whispered. "Hide."

John cursed under his breath and pulled his shirt on, making his way into the bathroom as Lily fixed her appearance. She kissed him passionately just as the room door opened and he closed the bathroom door wishing her luck. Lily sprawled out on her bed knowing her father was in the room looking for her. This was confirmed when he poked his head around the doorframe and saw her.

"Yes?" she growled, not bothering to sit up.

"I was just seeing how you were, you threw a pretty nasty fit before," Glen muttered, moving into the room.

Lily rolled her eyes and turned away from him, not wanting to listen to what he had to say. She heard him sigh in frustration and knew she was pissing him off even more.

"Be angry at me all you like, Lil, I'm not changing my punishment because of how old you are or that you're considered an adult under the law. You're still my daughter and I have the power to punish you, especially when you put not only my career, but Randy's and your uncle's careers on the line as well."

When Lily didn't reply he sighed again and left the room. As soon as she heard the room door close, she shot off the bed, sticking her tongue out at the now empty room before running to the bathroom and opening the door.

"It's about time," John smiled, standing up from his seat on the edge of the tub.

Lily nodded and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him longingly. He returned the kiss with equal longing and pushed her up against the sink. She hopped onto the counter, sitting on it and pulling John closer. He laughed at her eagerness and once again pulled his shirt off. Lily immediately raked her fingers over his chest and abdomen, making John groan from the sudden pain. She grinned at the intoxicating sound and started fighting with his shorts, pulling at his belt as he captured her lips once more.

Just as Lily got his belt undone John's cell phone went off in his pocket. He sighed, pulling away from her and glancing at the caller ID. She saw a shadow of fear glance over his features and looked at him curiously.

"It's your dad," he mouthed as he answered the call, holding a gentle finger to her lips to keep her quiet.

"Hello?"

"John, where are you? You're not in your room," Glen demanded. "And if I find out you're with my daughter I'll swear you'll regret ever laying eyes on her."

"I'm a…I'm out getting coffee at the corner Starbucks. I'm on my way back now," he lied. "I have a few more sips left and I'm leaving."

"I don't hear any background chatter," Glen tested, knowing John was lying.

"I stepped outside, I'm in the back of the place, it's really quiet," he stammered.

"Well, I'll be looking for you when you get back; I want to speak to you about Lily."

"Alright, I'll be there ASAP."

"Make it sooner," Glen growled and the line went dead.

John hung up his end and cursed. He caught Lily's worried gaze and relaxed, kissing her soothingly, "I have to go, your dad think s I'm at Starbucks, and he wants to talk to me…about you."

Lily nodded, "Alright, come back tonight, late, so we know my dad's sleeping."

"Okay, stay up for me, I'll come as soon as I can, Lil. See ya," he kissed her and rushed from the room, buckling his belt and pulling his shirt over his head.

Lily watched him go, hating her father for every second he kept her away from John. She knew she was acting childish, but she couldn't help feeling selfish when it came to her boyfriend. She just wanted to make up for her time lost while she was with SmackDown and one night surely would not suffice.

"We'll figure something out," she muttered, moving from the bathroom and flopping onto her bed. "I hope."

John rushed through the halls of the hotel trying to find the best way to get to his room and have Glen believe that he was coming from Starbucks. He opted on taking the stairs down a few floors and then taking the elevator up to his own floor, which was below Lily's.

He stumbled out of the elevator on his floor, breathing hard from rushing and stopped dead when he saw Glen leaning against the wall next to his door. He tried to catch his breath as fast as possible and bravely made his way toward Lily's father, his nerves on end at the look on his face.

"Hey, Glen, what's the problem?" John said, as casual as he could muster under the intense stare of Glen.

"Let yourself into your room and I'll tell you," he growled.

John shrunk under his devilish stare and pulled out his key card, quickly sliding it into the lock and opening the door. He held it open for Glen and moved into his room, his heart racing with curiosity at Glen's sudden problem.

"Sit down," Glen ordered, pushing John onto the couch roughly. "I don't want you near my daughter until her punishment is through, John. I'm trying to teach her a lesson. I can't have you sneaking around behind my back."

"That's what you demanded I run all the way from Starbucks for?" John blurted.

Glen looked furious, "No, John. I wanted to talk to you about Lily. She may be attractive in all the right ways to you, but I want you to stay away from her. She's not sure of herself in so many ways and I don't want her heart broken. The fact that you're eight years older than her doesn't please me either, John."

"Then why the hell did you let me sleep with her? Why the hell did you let her stay in a fucking room with me? Why the fuck did you let me get close to her if you were so unhappy about her being with me?" John demanded.

"I didn't realize how deeply immersed in you she was until Wrestlemania, John! She may not have said it, but she's crazy about you, and I can't have you hurting her on any level. She's a sensitive girl, even if she doesn't show it. The slightest mistake could have her crushed, I can't see that happen to her. Did she tell you about the last guy she was with?"

John looked confused, "No, I never asked. I couldn't care less about the other guys she was with."

"Well after they broke up he stalked her for a good two months, threatening her life. He's the one who made her such a sensitive being. That is part of the reason why she has not gone off to college yet, she is afraid to leave the safety of her home, of my protection," Glen explained.

"I didn't get that impression at all when we met, and now that I know her more, I still haven't witnessed this sensitive Lily," John muttered.

"That's because she's comfortable with her surroundings. She feels safe with you, John. She has this tough, outer shell that she molds into when she goes somewhere new. If she becomes comfortable that shell will disappear and her old self will shine through, the tough, competitive, prankster that she used to be. But if she's hurt or scared, that insecure, sensitive side of her will come out. The side I hate to see come out. Are you getting this?" Glen demanded.

John nodded, rubbing his forehead as he processed what Glen was saying, "Yes, I understand. Can I have some time to think, I need to figure out what to do."

Glen nodded, glad that John was finally seeing why he was so protective of his daughter. He strode from the room, leaving John to consider his options.

John watched Glen leave and shook his head, "I need Lily," he muttered and pulled out his cell phone, dialing her cell number.