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Two Days later

Stoney sighed miserably as she pulled her bags out of the trunk of the large SUV. The girl felt her fingers burn with rage as she placed her luggage on the ground. Shaking, she moved towards the front of the car. She absolutely hated John Felix Anthony Cena...with a passion, a burning passion. Stoney thought back to just a few hours prior.

Stoney sat in the car on the verge of mind numbing boredom. All these idiots talked about was the idiocy known as Dancing with the Stars. She shook her head, there was absolutely a whole bunch of intelligence in that show. She rolled her eyes. Being stuck in a car with these geniuses was bound to lower her IQ...why couldn't she have intelligent relatives? Sighing the girl sat back. All she really wanted was her dad and for him to hold her. To tell her that everything would be alright. She shook her head, she knew it wasn't.

"Stoney?" The girl looked up fiercely and rolled her eyes. Of course he'd interrupt her thoughts. Why wouldn't he? She scoffed.

"What?" she snarled out. The man driving the car inhaled a sharp breath. The man coughed. Stoney propped her elbow on top of the door handle and lay her head against the window."If you think I'm going to refer to you as signor or zio, you've got another thing coming." John's knuckled turned white as he gripped the steering wheel. Why wouldn't she show him some respect? He shook his head at the comment, this kid had a mouth on her. The blonde haired woman sitting next to her sensed the tension in the car and tried to lessen it. She placed a bright smile on her face.

"Hey Stoney, so what do you like to do?" Stoney rolled her eyes in disgust as she looked the woman up and down.

"Be left alone," she said snidely. John shook his head, this kid had absolutely no manners. Michelle sat back in her seat dejected while Stoney turned her attention back towards the road. John's cell phone rang.

"Hello," he said clearly angry.

"John, it's Randy, how's my little treasure box, doing?" John snorted and told Randy of all the back-talking and smart mouthing that Stoney had been doing for the last half hour. John smiled.

"You zio, wants to talk to you." Stoney burned with anger...snitch. He accepted the phone from the man's outstretched hand and placed it to her ear.

"Buona sera, zio." She heard the man sigh.

"Stoney, is what John said true?" The girl rolled her eyes.

"Mostly, he's annoying," she said in a nonchalant way. "I hate him." Randy sighed.

"You know you're not supposed to hate." The girl scoffed.

"Well if he wasn't a homewrecker, I wouldn't have a right to hate." Randy grunted, he'd leave that for another day.

"Stoney," he said tiredly. "You're in trouble." Stoney ground her teeth. "You need to respect John. Whether you like it or not, he's your zio, ok?" The girl burned with rage, she hated these people.

"Sí, zio," she ground. Randy rubbed his eyes.

"You're going to apologize to John and anyone else you've been rude today or any other day for that matter. Then you're going to sit in the hotel room all day and then stay with me or Zio, for the whole show." Stoney rubbed her eyes in frustration.

"I was supposed to hang out with Phil today."

"Well that's not gonna happen, Stoney, I hate doing this, but you'v really left me no other choice." Stoney rolled her eyes.

"And to think I actually thought you were the only one on my side." She snorted bitterly, "I won't make that mistake again." Randy was starting to lose his temper.

"Calmarsi, la bambina." (...calm down, little girl.) Stoney grunted.

"Partirmi solo." (leave me alone) Randy grunted.

"That's it, you're not going anywhere. You're gonna sit in that room until I come get you myself, capisce?" Stoney didn't respond, but chose to huff instead before angrily hitting the end button. John smiled at her in the rearview mirror.

"Was that fun?" Stoney burned with rage. Jerk.

"No, but this is." Quickly she rolled down her window and flicked the phone out. She smiled as it broke into tiny pieces and was trampled by an eighteen wheeler. "So fun," she said with a wicked grin. John swerved the car and shook his head. He was going to kill that child.

Stoney smiled at the memory, at least she'd won something today. She wasn't so sure how long it would last, however. You didn't need any brains at all to realize that John was overly upset and it wouldn't him too long to complain to Randy. Stoney sighed, she'd lost her only ally in the world. She smiled as she thought of her Papa, the only man who ever treated her like she was worth something...like a precious gem. She smiled, she was his ruby and he her onyx. She felt a tear trickle down her eye as the thought of how much she loved him invaded her body. She really missed him. "Papa you are my-" Stoney's heartfelt cry to her father was interrupted by John roughly grabbing her by her arm. Stoney tried to pull away but John's grip was too tight. He was practically dragging her from the car to the hotel lobby. Once inside, Stoney took all of her strength and wrenched herself free from John's grasp.

"Don't touch me!" she shrieked. The man looked around and smirked at her.

"Don't even try it you little worm." Stoney shook her head and turned angrily away from him. She rubbed her arm as she looked around the lobby. She felt a pang of sadness as she saw Phil standing there looking around for her. She smiled shyly at him and then shook her head. She wouldn't be able to hang out with them. Phil walked up to her and smiled.

"Hey there, what a fine day it is." Stoney snorted and rolled her eyes. "I've been texting you for over an hour, what's up?" Stoney shrugged, but John chose to speak for her.

"I took her phone because the little-" he paused, "she decided to throw my phone out of the window. So until I get a new one, her's is mine." Phil bit back his laughter for the girl's expense. Phil turned sideways and stuck out his palm for Stoney to slap, the girl did so as she bit back a smile. John reached down and grabbed Stoney's hand tightly. "I'm sorry, but she's being punished, so come back...never," he said as he pulled the girl away.

"You're a jerk." John shook his head.

"Oh look, there's Uncle Randy." Stoney sighed, here it comes. Randy walked over to the two smiling.

"Hey, I've been calling you all day, what's up?" John looked at Stoney.

"You wanna tell Uncle Randy what you did to it?" Stoney raised her eyebrow.

"Not particularly." John smiled.

"Of course not." Rolling his eyes, he told Randy the story. Randy sighed.

"Stoney, I thought we agreed that you would behave." Stoney merely raised her eyebrow. "Fine," the man sighed. "Just get up to the room and stay there. I'll come get you when it's time to leave." Stoney ground her teeth, she was going to bolt this place as soon as she could. She shot Randy a look of betrayal and then turned away.

"Papa, would have never done this," she said as she slunk away from the two. Randy's heart broke and John knew it.

"Randy, don't do this." Randy shook his head.

"She just lost her father to rehab, she's been thrown into a family she never knew about, and you expect her to be on her best behavior? John she's supposed to act out, we're lucky that this hasn't been worse." John shook his head.

"You're unbelievable," he said as he stalked down the hallway past a sulking Stoney.

"Stoney, come here." Stoney sighed and turned around sluggishly. Once she got close to him he knelt down. "Look, I'm still not happy with your behavior, but I'm going to cut you some slack. You can hang with Phil tonight, but tomorrow, you're spending the whole day with me on a press tour and you're not going to have your ipod or a book." Stoney sighed. "Capisce?" She nodded.

"Yes, Zio." Randy kissed her forehead.

"Here, gimme your bags and go catch up with Phil." Stoney smiled at him and scurried away before he changed his mind, maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. Just maybe.