No P.O.V
"DADDYY!" A little girl shouted,
"What hunny?"
"You're on the TV!" she shouted back, "Come look!"
The proud father of two made his way to his oldest daughter, who was sat in front of the TV watching wrestling,
"I know, that was the other night hunny" the man said, "C'mon, turn Dora on now or something"
"Why daddy? I wanna see what happens when you get in the ring with Randy Orton"
"Ok, Ok"
The man stood up to his full height and made his way towards the kitchen to grab a bottle of water before the door bell rang, as he made his way to the door he could hear his daughter shouting stuff at Randy Orton, as he opened the door, he took one look at the girl and his eyes became wide and his mouth dropped…
Sydney's P.O.V
I reached the door, put my suitcase down and raised my hand to knock, Well here goes, Hello daddy, i'm your 18 year old daughter! I said to myself before knocking 3 times on the door,
I stood back and began to play with the bracelet on my right wrist, as I looked at the door the handle began to turn, as the door opened the man stood in front of me was gob smacked, after minutes of silence, I spoke up,
"Urhh, hi..." I began, trying to think of something to say, "my mum sent me here for my 18 birthday, she said you were my biological father, I'm Sydney Leah Jones"
"Oh my god? Seriously?" he began, "I thought I'd never see you!, your mum never rang or anything! I thought I'd never meet you, well, I'm your dad, obviously, I take it you know who I am and what I do?"
"Urhh yeah, your Dave Batista, a WWE wrestler" I said, "I used to watch wrestling until I found out motor-cross was my calling"
"You motor-cross?" Batista asked,
"Yeah, won 3 trophies for it in local competitions, I'm a bit of dare-devil, free-spirit type of person"
"Well, you'll get on perfectly with my friends" he said, beginning to laugh, "You choose a good day to come, we're having a birthday party for John Cena tomorrow, it's his 30th, so we're having a bit of a booze up here"
"Well, let me tell you now, before you permanently choose to take me in, I have a bit of an anger problem and an attitude issue, I guess it's the result of spending your life in a foster home" I said, with a small smile,
"You lived in a foster home? Since when? And no worries, you get the anger and attitude from me, you've had it since you were born" he said,
"I got put in a foster home when I was 5, cause my mum's boyfriend beat on me when he got angry or drunk, and my mum was to high on crack and other shit to realise what was happening"
"Fuck me! Why didn't she call me? I would have taken you in!" Batista replied, "Well, what happened in the past, stay's in the past... You've got a new life here now, and your real dad who won't beat on you no matter what! Come in and meet your sisters"
"Ok, thanks... Dave" I said,
"Ok, cut the crap, its dad not Dave" he said, starting to laugh, "Only my wife and mates call me 'Dave'"
"Ok, dad" I said, nervously,
I walked into the house and Dave took my bags off me and placed them at the bottom of the stairs,
"First, I'll show you around, and you can meet your family" he said, leading me towards a door, "This is the kitchen, where I cook my masterpieces" he said, before leading me into another room, "here's the living room, and your little sister Alayah, she's 5 and loves wrestling, say hi to your sister Alayah"
"Hi, sis, wait daddy, I thought Candy was my only sister?" Alayah said, with a confused face,
"Well, you've got another one... she's called Sydney, so you can call her Syd" Dave said, smiling in my direction, "Ok, we've got a downstairs toilet under the stairs, a pool in the back, a basement, which is like a game room, some wicked consoles and games down there, we've got a gym, but it's at the end of the garden, like a separate house, so upstairs we go, you can have the spare room for now, then we can do it up sometime for you"
"Ok" I said, following Batista up the stairs,
"Well, here's my room and your step-mums, it's out of bounds... unless there's a problem or your told you can go in... here's Alayah's room, as you can tell she likes the colour pink" he said, starting to laugh again, "here's the bathroom, there's Candy's room" he said, pointing towards the door, "and here's the spare room, but soon to be yours, there's no sheets on the bed but we can sort that tomorrow, I'm guessing your tired and wanna get some sleep, so I'll leave you to it... and Syd, I love you, always have and always will... never forget that, ohh and I've never seen anyone who looks the spit of me, not even Candy or Alayah look this much like me" he said, pulling me in for a hug, "I love you so much, and I'll make your 18th up to you, don't worry"
"Ok thanks daddy, I love you too" I said, as he released me and left the room, I began to unpack and eventually went to bed for a well deserved rest...
FFW NEXT DAY
Dave's P.O.V
I was awoken by the sound of Candice crying, I pulled myself out of bed and made my way to her bedroom to find Sydney sitting by her bed holding Candy and soothing her, I made my way to the bathroom, before making my way back to my own bedroom, I stopped outside Candy's bedroom again to find Sydney putting Candice back into bed,
"Hey" I said, as Sydney walked out of the bedroom backwards, scarring the life out of her,
"Fuck!" she screamed, in a whispered tone, "Don't do that!"
"Sorry" I said, holding in my laugh, "I didn't know you frightened so easily"
"Hahahahaha... You're hilarious, anyway... why you outside here?" she asked,
"I came to see why Candice was crying, but I see you sorted her out" I began, "Thanks... how did you know what to do with her?"
"I grew up in a children's home Einstein, it doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out I had to get up most nights to stop the younger girls crying from nightmares, or bullying that took place in school" Sydney began, "It happened to all of us, we got downgraded and told we weren't as good as the other kids in our year 'cause we were in a children's home... but to me, it makes no difference, fat – thin, small – tall, black – white, smart – thick, fostered – not fostered... it doesn't make a difference to who you are inside" she carried on, "That's the one thing that kept me going all those years, the fact that I believed I was put on this earth for a reason, and because I believed everything happens for a reason, cause God has a plan for me, and I just had to keep the faith going! And I told all the kids in that foster home that they should believe deep down in their hearts that their destined to do great things, every time they got bullied or downgraded!" Sydney finished, bringing her hand up to her heart shaped locket hanging from her neck,
"Wow... I never knew fostered life would be so hard... I always thought it would be summin like, put in the home, find new parents... new happy life, I didn't once think that it would involve all that stuff!" I said, gobsmacked at what I was just told,
"That's why I have the careless, free-spirit attitude, coz it's the only way I can hide my real emotions, I couldn't cry in front of the younger ones, coz that would bring them down... I had to keep it bottled up and take it out on somebody... and I never once took sympathy, I believe it's just a way of saying you've got a crap life and I feel sorry for you, when I don't need anyone feeling sorry for me"
"Wow... well, do you wanna go get a cup of hot cocoa or something... or do you wanna go back to bed? Then we can get breakfast out somewhere later on?" I said, backing up before giving Sydney a once over look, "Urmm, Care bears?"
"Hey! I'm still a child inside, and I don't own any others, the foster home buys you one pair of PJ's every 6 – 8 months" Sydney began, letting out a little giggle, "and yeah, we can get a cup of cocoa now, and maybe go out later... coz I'm travelling with you"
"Yeah ok... Wait, wait, you're what?" I asked, trying to review the last sentence, "You're travelling with me?"
"Yeah, I did say I like reckless sports, didn't I?" she started, "I wanna be a wrestler, I was hoping to travel and train with you"
"Urmm, yeah ok" I said, with a grin plastered on my face "I never once thought one of my daughters would actually wanna follow in my footsteps"
"Well I do" Sydney said with an identical grin plastered on her face,
"Ok, we'll talk about it later... go get yourself ready, we'll go out for summin to eat"
"Ok dokiie!"
I made my way to my bedroom, to find the bed empty and my wife packing her things,
"Davey! My mum's been rushed into hospital, so I'm gunna have to take the kids and go until she's allowed to leave... I dunno how long I'll be gone, so tell John I said happy birthday and I'll have to get to know Sydney some more when we get back, I'm sorry hunny!" Angie said,
"Hun, it's ok, you've got nothing to be sorry about, anyway, Sydney's gunna be travelling with me, so the house will be on its own for 5 days a week, so I'll ask the neighbours to keep an eye on it" I began, "Tell your mum I'm thinking of her and I hope she gets better soon, now go get Candy and Alayah's bags packed... What times your flight?" I asked, pulling my sweats out of the wardrobe,
"It's at 3 this afternoon, so we'll have to leave here about 11 am... something like that... where you off?" Angie asked,
"Gunna get some breakfast with Syd... I got 18 years of her life to catch up on" I replied, with a laugh, "I'll go say bye to Candy and Alayah now, if there up, if not I'll just kiss their heads"
"Ok hun" Angie said, "I'll phone you later, love you"
"Love you to hunny"
I made my way over to Candy's bedroom to find her exactly how Sydney had left her 10 minutes ago... I snuck in quietly and kissed the top of her head before whispering I love you... I backed out of the room, closing the door behind me and began for Alayah's room, as I entered I saw she was awake, playing with her dolls,
"Hey hunny bun" I began, "What you doing?"
"Hi daddy, nothing just playing with Barbie and Ken" she replied with a wicked grin,
"Well, I hope you're having fun... anyway, I came to tell you goodbye and that I love you"
"Why daddy? Where you going?" she asked, her voice full of worry and concern,
"I'm going to work tomorrow, but you're going for a holiday to nana's for a couple of days, so I won't see you" I replied, hugging her tightly,
"Oh, well... beat Randy's but daddy! I don't want him to win" she stated, "Love you too"
"And I'll see you in a few days?" I asked, hoping from a reply from the pre-occupied little girl,
"Yeah daddy, see you in a few days"
"That's my buddy" I said kissing her forehead, before exiting the room, "Love you!"
As I left the room, Sydney was by the stairs waiting,
"Ready?" I asked,
"Ready dad" she replied,
As we left the house, I took the opportunity to ask her some questions about her life...
FFW TO NEXT DAY
"SYDNEY!" I shouted up the stairs, at my 18 year old daughter who was supposed to be painting her room, "Hurry up! Cena and the gang will be here in an hour and a half!"
"Ok, I'm almost done" she shouted back