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Tyson was tackled to the floor by her mother who had jumped on her. She felt her mother punch her in the ribs repeatedly knocking the air out of her. In a daze Tyson tried to roll over to get some kind of leverage over her psychotic mother. Barbie grabbed a handful of Tyson's hair and slammed her head to the floor. Tyson stopped struggling. Barbie who's only goal at the moment was to show her ungrateful bitch of a daughter who exactly was boss, stood slowly over Tyson's still body. She stomped back to the bar to grab the vodka bottle which she turned up and emptied the contents. Tyson groggily rolled over gingerly touching her hand to her face. Her fingertips covered with blood from her nose, which thankfully didn't feel broken. She stood slowly trying to clear her head.

"What in the fuck possessed you to do that to me you loony bitch!?" Tyson asked.

Barbie shifted haughtily, "I was not going to have you talk to me that way. It was time you learned some manners."

Tyson went to Barbie and punched her dead in the jaw, "That's what I learned mother."

Barbie screamed furiously and launched himself at Tyson again. This time she was prepared and caught her mother in the face again with a punch. They fell to the floor tearing and scrapping with one another until some of the house staff pulled the women apart. Tyson surveyed her body for any damage that her mother had dealt her. Other than a few scratches and some bruises she had gotten off easy. Her dress no longer needed to be dry cleaned because it had been torn to shreds. Barbie at least looked worse that she did. Tyson was a mess, but Barbie was a HOT mess.

"As of right now, you are no longer my daughter. I never want to see your face again." Barbie whispered.

Tyson nodded, "That's perfect. You took the words right out of my mouth. I'll call my dad and start packing."

Barbie cringed at the mention of Ric. She was going to have hell to pay when he found out what she'd done to their daughter. When Tyson got up to her room she slammed the door and collapsed on the floor. She bit back her tears never allowing them to fall. She never ever cried about anything, let alone her alcoholic mother. She called Logan.

"Hey. That was the longest scream fest yet." Logan answered groggily looking at her clock.

Tyson was biting her lip to stave off the tears.

"Ty, are you okay?" Logan called.

"Yeah, uh, it wasn't just a scream fest it was a cage match too." Tyson replied when she found her voice.

"Do what?!" Logan exclaimed, "I'm coming over right now."

"Ya, I need you to help me pack." Tyson laughed hanging up.

Now was the phone call she was dreading the most. Her father was definitely an over reactor especially when it came to his favorite daughter.

"Don't pick up. Don't pick up, hey daddy." Tyson said when her father picked up.

"Hey sweet angel, are you okay?" Ric asked.

She hesitated, not exactly knowing how to explain the night's happenings.

"Ty, what's wrong? What happened?" he asked when she didn't answer.

"Mom and I got into a huge fight and I can't stay here anymore." She said.

Ric sighed, he'd been aware of Barbie's alcoholism for awhile now, but Ty had assured him that she could handle it.

"Honey, I'm in New York right now. I won't be able to get home until tomorrow afternoon." Ric said.

Tyson was quiet, she really didn't want to stay in the house with 'that woman' another second much less a half a day.

"Why don't you pack some clothes and go to my place until I get home and figure something out." He suggested, "Shit Ty, I've got to be in St. Louis tomorrow for a meet and greet."

Tyson's heart fell and the tears were stinging the backs of her eyes again.

"It's okay daddy, I know you're busy. I'll just get a hotel room or something." She whispered.

"Wait a minute Ty; I'm not giving up on you. Why don't you meet me in St. Louis? You haven't been on the road with me since you were little." Ric asked sounding enthusiastic.

Tyson thought about it. It sounded like a fun idea. Jet setting with her dad was definitely right up her ally. They had always gotten along great.

"Is it okay if Logan comes too?" Tyson asked crossing her fingers.

"Sure, I was wondering when you were going to ask me that. I'm sure 'Hot Rod' won't mind." Ric smiled.

"Thank you daddy! I love you so much!" she gushed, "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Okay honey, be careful and I love you too." Ric said hanging up.

"Ty, it's me open up." Logan called rattling the locked doorknob.

Tyson bounded to the door to let her friend in.

Logan came in the room and locked the door behind her, "Look I'm really sorry but I just couldn't help myself. I sucker punched your hateful mother. She was passed out so she probably didn't feel a thing."

Tyson giggled from her bathroom wiping the semi-dried blood from her face. When Logan laid eyes on Tyson her infamous temper flared up again, "I wonder if we doused her with water would she shrivel up and die like the witch from the Wizard of Oz?"

Tyson smiled at her reflection, "Doesn't matter, because we are going on a road trip."

Logan looked at her friend in the mirror, "What? We?"

"If you want to go, I'm meeting my dad in St. Louis tomorrow." She informed.

Logan jumped up and down, "I love road trips! We'll finally get to use our Louis Vuitton luggage!"

Tyson was stripping down to hop in the shower, "And think of all the shopping and hot guys we'll meet."

Logan was still hopping up and down as she went back to the bedroom, "I'll start packing and hurry the hell up because we've got to go to my house too!"

TWO HOURS LATER

Tyson and Logan had just finished packing and were heading downstairs.

Barbie met them at the bottom of the stairs. "Where are you going?"

Tyson rolled her eyes. She'd rather deal with the psychotic side of Barbie than the almost sober remorseful side. She could see her mother's mascara running down her face in a creepy mask.

"To be with daddy." She answered simply.

"Oh, now he wants to be a father?" Barbie scoffed crossing her arms.

"Better than a pathetic excuse for a mother like you." Logan commented bumping Barbie's shoulder on purpose as she walked by.

"Just leave her alone Lo, don't even bother." Tyson sighed going to the door.

"Tyson, I'm sorry. I promise I'll stop." Barbie cried.

"That's what you said last week and the week before and so on and so on. I'll be back sometime to get the rest of my stuff" she said going out the door.

Logan glared hatefully at the older woman as she followed Tyson.

After they loaded the suitcases, Logan stopped her friend, "Are you okay Ty? I know she gets to you when she's like that."

Tyson smiled, "I'm too excited to be upset. Let's go!"

ST. LOUIS

The girls got off the airplane and gathered their bags waiting for Ric to find them. They waited for thirty minutes with no word from Ric.

"I really wish daddy would use the GPS I bought him. He's probably not even at the right airport." Tyson groaned.

Logan laughed, "Hopefully he brought someone with him, and we're going to need some help carrying this luggage."

Ten minutes later they heard a familiar woo, through the crowd. Tyson ran into her father's arms squeezing his neck as hard as she could. Ric held his daughter at arms length to look at her.

"You get even more beautiful every time I see you angel." Ric complimented, "And I see you keep just as pretty company too."

Logan smiled at Ric, "You are the sweetest person I know."

She hugged him tightly too. Tyson and Logan had been raised for awhile on the road with Ric and Logan's father Roderick "Rowdy Roddy Piper" Toombs. They both viewed the others father as their own adopted father as well.

"Good Lord, did you leave anything in Charlotte?" Ric joked looking at all of their bags.

"You said we'd be on the road for awhile, what did you expect?" Tyson defended.

Ric shook his head in defeat, "It's a good thing I brought some help."

"Who?" they both asked in unison.

Both of their eyes were covered at the same time as two male voices replied, "Guess."

"It better be somebody cute." Logan laughed as they both pulled the hands away from their eyes.

"Ted!!" Tyson screamed.

"Cody!" Logan screamed.

Both the girls threw their arms around the guy's necks.

"I haven't seen you in like eight years." Tyson said in Ted's ear.

He pulled away from her looking her up and down. She was not the pig tailed little girl he remembered and neither was Logan.

"It's a crying damn shame that it's been that long." Ted said pulling her back to him in another hug.

"Hey come on dude, you gotta switch." Cody smiled butting in and hugging Tyson as Ted hugged Logan.

The girls giggled to each other.

"This was the best idea ever." Logan whispered eyeing Cody seductively.

"Alright, let's get all of this damn luggage moved so we can get the girls checked into the hotel." Ric suggested picking up two carry-on bags.

Tyson and Logan each picked up their purses and left the four large suitcases for Ted and Cody.

"Let's see those big muscles in action." Tyson teased Ted squeezing his bicep as she and Logan linked arms with Ric and walked to the exit.

Logan looked over her shoulder at Cody and winked.

Ted chuckled to himself, "'Team Ty-Lo hasn't changed a bit."

He thought about the last time he'd seen the girls. They had just discovered the fine art of flirting and had both kissed him on the cheek when he'd shown off a new wrestling maneuver.

Cody laughed out loud, "What the fuck were you looking at DiBiase?"

Ted shook his head and picked up two suitcases.

Cody had a confused look on his face as he followed behind Ted, "Seriously, what were you looking at? They're friggin hot now, did you not see that?"

"Shut up Cody." Ted laughed.

awww...Cody's so cute...hehe :) let me know what you think!