"Well, Carleigh, you're young, and I don't wanna' see someone like you here again, you understand me?"

I nodded.

Stupid fucking cop. They're all the same, full of shit.

"Yes, sir, now may I please call my parents?" I pleaded.

"No, we still need to go over the reason why you are here, and blablablablabla..."

I'll never hear the end of it from this guy...

I sigh and roll my eyes. I slouch back in my seat and cross my legs.

"Alright let's hear it..." I said reluctantly.

"Do you know why you're here?" He said with a boring tone.

Now, this cop was fat, and his breath smelled terrible, I wanted nothing to do with him.

I want nothing to do with any cop, or anyone for that matter.

"Yeah actually! But before I say anything, that ugly, old, lady cop pushed me to the ground, and smothered my face in the dirt!"

"I'm very sorry to hear-"

"You should be! It fucking hurt man! My face feels bruised..." I said with a slight whimper.

"Again, I'm very-"

I cut him off again, and said "And you know what else? I didn't even do-"

"Actually you did."

I stopped talking. He was right. I had at least a gram of marijuana on me, which was why I ran.

The lady cop who pushed me to the ground found it in my back pocket when she searched me.

Talk about the worst day of my life...

...After that I was placed in a holding cell for an hour or so.

Then, my dreaded parents came to "rescue" me.

I was hunched over, sitting on the most uncomfortable bench ever, and my hands were still behind my back.

The same cop who questioned me opened my cell, with my parents close behind.

"You're free Carleigh, make the most of it." He said with a chuckle.

I nervously laughed and forced a smile onto my face as he unlocked my cuffs.

I could see from the corner of my eye that my parents were locking their eyes with mine, as I got up from the bench and walked slowly to the entrance of the cell.

"You may bring your daughter home now if you'd like." The cop said all high and mighty.

"Thank you again." My Dad said, not too happy with my actions.

I was preparing myself for a long talk when I get home.

1 am June 30th.

I was released on bail, but when I finally got to my house I immediately headed to the staircase.

But Mom and Dad had different plans.

My Mother shouted "You come down right this instant or I swear to God-"

I stopped to let my anger out on them."What Mom, what are you gonna' do?"

"You shut the hell up and listen!" My father screamed, with rage clearly in his voice.

"We're completely disgusted Carleigh!"

"We thought you were going to change, and you just proved us wrong!"

"The lies, the manipulation, we've had it!" My father once again screamed.

Every time I tried to talk they would cut me off, like the assholes they are.

They always try to control every little aspect of my life.

They always tell me to stop smoking and drinking, why should I?

It's my choice, not theirs.

And they always those dreaded words "Why can't you be like your brother?"

Ugh, my brother...

"Cody "Faggot Ass" Rhodes".

Yeah, that professional wrestler, what a loser! He makes money off of looking good and touching sweaty men!

If you ask me, that's just disgusting and plain wrong. It's what my father did too, "Dusty Rhodes."

It's completely stupid, how you can make a career off of that...I would never want to do that or involve myself in wrestling ever.

Again, they try to break me down, with more threats...

Threats of being sent away.

Threats of staying with my brother for the rest of my summer vacation.

With a watchful eye on me 24/7.

With nothing to do but stay in a hotel room or just go to venue to venue...

Sounds like fun for a wrestling fan, right?

Not for me it is.

And this "scene" I caused might lead to reporters to question my parents and my brother.

It's happened before...

"Carleigh Runnels, Young Sister of Cody Rhodes Seen Drinking with Friends."

I've seen stories, pictures, and rumors about me circulate throughout the internet.

Nasty comments have been made as well.

"Slut, Whore, Bitch..."

I've had to switch schools many times...it sucks.

Now I'm gonna' have to spend it with my brother, who I really don't get along with.

Awesome.