As I walked through the curtain I wasn't surprised to see my dad storming towards me, his face red with rage. My husband wasn't far behind him. "What the hell was that?" my dad yelled. As he got closer he screamed again even louder, "What the hell was that?"

"Dad let's get out of here and we'll talk okay?" He stood right in front of me stopping me from walking past him, "Oh no, no chance Stephanie. My office, now!" This isn't going to go the way you planned.

My husband Paul or Triple H as he's known by his ring name had now joined us, "Steph are you crazy? What are you doing? I mean what have you done?" Get away from here before Cena shows up. You're going to lose control of this if that happens.

Jack Swagger came over next, shouting, "What's going on? What the hell are you three doing? You're not going to make me out the bad guy I'll tell you that!"

My dad stepped in front of him, "Jack we didn't know she was going to do this okay? Get out of here and I'll call you later. We'll fix this, just go and I'll call you." One problem dealt with, for now.

As my dad had stepped out of my way to cut Swagger off I took my chance to get out of there and headed for my dad's office as fast as I could. I wanted to get out of there as soon as I could. Where's Cena anyway? How is he not back here looking for me yet?

My husband was following after me still demanding answers, "Steph you need to tell me what's going on. We need to fix this but we need to know why you just did that?"

I entered my dad's office and took off my jacket and threw it over the back of a chair. It's probably stained and ruined anyway.

My dad stormed in behind us, "Stephanie go in the bathroom and stay in there until I tell you to come out. Cena will be in here any second and I'm going to tell him you've left the building."

I began to protest, "I'm not hiding in a bathroom I'll..." He shoved me in there and slammed the door shut. I may as well do as he says now I'm in here. Let's see what happens.

I sat down on the toilet and tried to hear what was going on in the office. It was only a few seconds before I heard the door fly open, "Where the fuck is she?" Cena, here we go.

My dad spoke calmly, presumably trying to take control of the situation, "John I sent her back to the hotel, just calm down and we'll..."

Cena shouted over the top of him, "You're actually trying to make out you two didn't know she was going to do that? I'm supposed to believe that bitch did that by herself?"

Paul shouted now, "That's my wife you're talking about! Stop shouting and listen will you? We'll speak to her tonight and we'll fix this okay?"

My dad cut in again, "We'll come up with something, some storyline. We'll make it into a work. A lot of people probably think that's what it is anyway. Can you just go and I'll call you?"

John's blood was clearly still boiling, "You fix it and you fix it tonight! If you don't I'll go to TNA, don't think I won't!" No John, no you won't. I've seen to that already. I smiled to myself.

I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. Luckily it was on silent mode. I took it out of my pocket and saw that I had a text from Dwayne Johnson, or The Rock as he's more popularly known. He was Rocky to me, I'd always called him that. We've always been close. Maybe if he hadn't been with someone before me and Paul... Stop thinking like that!

I read his text: Is that what it was all about? Christ Steph you need to call me. I replied: Will call later.

I realised I hadn't been paying attention to what has going on in the office. Had Cena left? I heard my dad saying to someone, "Just stay there, no one comes in this door until I say so." I guess he has.

"Stephanie! Get out here." My dad was obviously still furious. It's time to explain why you did it.