Well look what the cat dragged in. I know its been a really long while and I'm so sorry for that but damn high school suck you know? Plus my internet is laggy, the snowstorm kinda knocked my power out and I've been so stressed that I had a huge writer's block. Again, really sorry. I think its time to give this story a well deserved ending, so let's get to it, shall we?
He sat still in his car, silence overwhelming the tiny space. Blaring music interrupted the silence and he glanced down at his phone. Tiffany's face flashed onto the screen, but instead of answering it like he was always happy to do, this time he let it go to voice mail Once the ringing stopped he sat there for a minute or two before he retrieved the phone from the seat. He patiently waited as the automated voice directed him to her newly inputted voice mail. He sat back and listened.
"Hey Evan, where are you? Its me Tiffany. I have some great news to tell you. I'm getting married! Isn't that exciting? I wanted to tell you first, you deserve to know first. Drew told me how you helped him set this all up. I can't thank you enough for all you've done. You never seek to disappoint do you Evan? I guess things never change..."
He didn't miss how her voice slightly dipped down sounding a bit longing. Longing for what though? He didn't have time to ponder as the message went on.
"You better pick up the phone and call me back soon mister or you're going to get it. I need to tell you the details. I'm so happy right now! Call me back right away. Bye."
The message ended and he slowly put the phone back on the seat before he slightly shifted in his own seat. He leaned back into the leather of his car and sighed sullenly.
"I know I should be happy for you." His hand ran through his hair. "But why does your happiness give me great sorrow?"
The sun shined brightly, the breeze gentle and refreshing as he sat down on the metal bench. He leaned back looking towards the sky, at the clouds. He smiled to himself remembering the fond memories of childhood in this very park before a familiar sound interrupted his thoughts.
"Daddy!" His head immediately turned to face a woman walking with a small child towards him.
"Alanna? What are you doing here?" He got off the chair and opened his arms in ready for the small girl. She let go of her mother's hand and raced towards him. She jumped into his arms and he gladly caught her picking her up and spinning her a few times in the air.
"You were right." He turned to look at his soon to be ex-wife. "She's your daughter too. You have the right to see her. So I've decided to give you joint custody of our daughter."
He turned to look at his daughter and gave her a light kiss on the forehead before he replied.
"Thank you. I mean that." He smiled and she couldn't help smiling as well. "Hey Lana, did you miss daddy?"
"Yeah!" The small girl gave her dad a kiss on the cheek.
"Aw baby girl I've missed you too. Wanna go on the swings?"
"Yeah!" He let her down and she raced towards the park. They both walked after her making sure they could see her, but they walked slowly so they could both talk.
"So have you asked her out yet?"
"Huh?" She slapped him on the back of the head. "Ow! What was that for?"
"You Randal Keith Orton, are an idiot."
"How?" He rubbed the back of his head with a grimace.
"I'm talking about Kelly you dumbass. Why haven't you asked her out yet?"
"Because she's dating my best friend."
"Notice how you didn't say it was because you didn't have feelings for her."
"What's your point?"
"My point is didn't you say her boyfriend was cheating on her? Be her prince charming and go save her from him. Don't deny that you like her either. I wasn't blind in high school i saw the way you looked at her. Besides, she tried to kick my ass for your sake."
"I don't think tried is the right word, more like succeeded."
"That isn't the point Randal. I just want you to be happy, and I'm sure the only way to make sure of that is for you to ask out the girl of your dreams. Just go for it."
"Wow, that's the nicest you've been to me in a while. Reminds me a little of why I decided to marry you."
"Not saying our relationship sucked, but we just weren't right for each other. Now that I'm dating someone else, I'm happier than a unicorn."
"...Nice analogy."
"Thank you." She flashed him a cheeky grin and he just laughed.
"Thanks for the pep talk Samantha."
"Anytime Randal, anytime."
She slowly got out of the car. She hesitantly approached the door. Trying to prolong an unwanted confrontation she reluctantly opened the door slowly. To her surprise, all she was greeted with was darkness.
She turned on the light, but found no one in the living room or the kitchen. Baffled, she started climbing up the stairs and repeatedly shouted for her sister. No answer.
She found that off considering that around this time every night she would expect to see her sister sprawled out on the couch, watching her crime dramas and complaining about work.
A faint sound of jingling keys and turning locks echoed in the living room and startled her. Quickly, she ran down the stairs and found her sister locking the door and kicking a pair of high heels off her aching feet.
As she turned around, sighing out in exhaustion her eyes connected with her sister's and they lit up.
She began to speak, "Hey Kelly wha-" but was cut off by an overly nervous blonde.
"Listen Tiffany, I know you must be mad at me for keeping that secret from you and making up stupid lies to cover it up with. But I only did it because I love you and I didn't want you to know how messed up our family actually was. Granted I was sort of wrong when I thought our biological dad was a douche, he's actually a decent human being and so is our step-mom but I completely understand why you're mad at me and-"
"Kelly, relax." Tiffany put a hand on her shoulder. "I'm not mad at you, well slightly, but not enough that I would hate you. It irritates me a little that you would keep this secret from me, but I understand why you did it and I love you for caring about me that much. Besides, I can't be mad at my maid of honor now can I?"
Kelly's eyes slowly widened as her ears perked up and heard the last sentence trail off Tiffany's tongue.
"Maid of Honor? Oh my God, you're getting married?" Tiffany grinned and lifted up her hand to show Kelly her ring.
Kelly gaped at the sight and immediately smiled. "Tiffany that's great! I'm so happy for you." She wrapped her arms around her sister.
"I'd happily be your Maid of Honor."
"Thanks Kelly, that means a lot to me. But for some reason I'm beginning to have my doubts."
"About me being your Maid of Honor?" Kelly playfully pouted. "How mean of you Tiffany." Tiffany lightly chuckled.
"No not about that. About the wedding and the marriage. I mean, Drew is on the road a lot and I won't be able to be with him every second. I worry that we might grow apart, or worse. What if he cheats?"
"Tiffany relax, you've got nothing to worry about right? He's been faithful all this time. I can only think that being married will make him even more obedient. But in the end you should do what your heart tells you to. Got it Tiff?"
Tiffany smiled. "Yeah I do, thanks for the pep talk Kell."
"No problem. You're gonna let me assist you in planning the wedding though right?" She gave her sister puppy dog eyes.
"Of course, how can I say no to that face?"
"That's the point, you can't." Kelly flashed her sister a big goofy grin. "Now come on, let's make haste. We need to tell everybody. Oh and about the dresses..." Kelly took her sister by the hand and dragged her upstairs to get their laptops.
Tiffany couldn't help but smile at her sister, she was extremely happy that her sister's mood had changed drastically from how it was a few hours ago. But for some reason her nerves were still unsettled.
I know, shocking, but I'm alive. -prepares to have tomatoes thrown at me-
Sorry for delaying this chapter, but school projects and homework kept me busy. I was not prepared for the amount of work I was going to face taking advanced classes. I've pulled so many allnighters that I don't even remember what sleep is. Also I got a humongous writer's block and I kinda lost my interest in both my wrestling stories and in wrestling fics in general. But worry not, for I have pulled together to finish this and give you all a hopefully well written ending. All the sorry's in the world can't make up for delaying this for like 6 months. I'm thinking of splitting the finale into a 2 part/chapter thing. What do you think? I'll be surprised if anybody is still reading this actually. Hmm, so as always read, rate, review and follow and favorite. Again, sorry for the 1,000,000th time. See ya soon (hopefully)