A/N Hey everyone sorry about the lack of updates. Major case of writer's block! Anyways please read and review
Hey! I thought you were going to stay back at the hotel and rest." Shawn said when she came into his locker room.
"Nah I deceided to come." She shrugged
"I was bored." He nodded and as she flopped down on the couch.
He came out of the bathroom fully dressed in his ring gear. She giggled.
"What's so funny?" He asked.
"I'm glad I didn't get your fashion sense." She said in between giggles.
He snorted
"I feel offended."
"You shouldn't costume picks your gear." She said.
He shrugged.
"My daughter teasing me about my clothes, shouldn't it be the other way?" He asked.
"Nah." She said.
"I'm hungry!" she shouted and jumped up and ran out the door.
He just stood there watching the door.
"Damn!" he muttered to himself.
"Shawn Kayla's getting sick in the guys locker room." Mark muttered walking in.
"What? She was just fine went to go get some food. Why aren't you there holding her hair back or something?" Shawn demanded.
"Because Paul and Steve got it covered." He said.
"Oh" Shawn muttered.
"She still has like a month of morning sickness left huh?" Mark asked.
"You're asking the wrong person I have no clues about pregnancies." Shawn admitted.
"Poor kid." Mark muttered.
"Yeah well she brought it upon herself, she slept with those guys." Shawn muttered.
"Like a day after she met him too, I cought them making out in the elevator practically fucking each other."
"What? When was this?" Mark demanded.
"The day after I told her I was her father." Shawn admitted.
"So that's why she was sleeping in." Mark chuckled
"Damn." They both laughed.
"She does have all of us wrapped around her little finger." Shawn said.
"Damn if she don't" Mark agreed.
They heard a phone ring.
"Hey that's my cell." Mark said looking for it.
"Here" Shawn tossed him the phone.
He answered it.
"What's up baby?" a male voice sounded.
"Who the fuck is this?" Mark demanded.
"oops wrong number." And mark heard a click.
Shawn looked at mark for an explaination.
"Wrong number." Mark said Shawn rose a brow and chuckled.
The phone rang again.
"Hello?" Mark said
"Is Kayla there?" they asked.
"No she isn't, can I take a message?" Mark asked
"Yeah can you tell her Brock called, and that I love her?" Brock said.
Mark stared at the phone in shock. Shawn took the phone from him.
"Hello?" Brock said uncertainly
"Yeah who's this?" Shawn asked
"This is Brock." Brock said
"Stay the fuck away from my daughter kid." Shawn said through clenched teeth.
"I can't sir, she's pregnant with my kid." Brock said.
"It could be Josh's." Shawn said.
"Yeah it could but it could be mine, and unlike you sir I won't leave my girlfriend while she's pregnant. I take responsibility and act like a man. Not leave them high and dry. I love her and will never leave her unlike you." Brock said.
"Listen you little dickhead! She's my daughter and I love her you have no right to tell me about my fathering skills and it's none of your fucking business." Shawn said.
"I made it my business when she cried on my shoulder saying she had no clue who her father was. Then when you told her she came to me and told me she hated both her parents and that it would be better off dead. She wasted too many tears on you just because you couldn't own up and be a man." Brock said.
"Fuck you kid. I'm going to kick your ass the next time I see you and if you are the father of her child I'll make sure you never she her or the baby again." Shawn shouted.
"That's up to Kayla and I sir not you." Brock said.
"I'll convince her to she'll listen to me just wait and see. Brock, mark my words you'll never see her again." Shawn said smugly.
"No dad he will because I want to see him, I love him. I love you too I guess I was too stupid to realize the feeling wasn't mutual." Kayla said with tears in her eyes.
She turned and walked away leaving both Shawn and Mark speechless.
"Look what you did!" Shawn yelled into the phone.
"No sir, I didn't do that you did by taking her for granted." Brock said and hung up.
Mark cleared his throat.
"The kids right ya know. She was better off never knowing about her father." Mark said through clenched teeth and walked away.
Kayla was running down the hall sobbing. She turned a corner and ran into a wall or what felt like a wall but walls didn't have arms. This wall did because they were wrapped around her.
"What's the matter shortie?" Glen asked tilting her chin up so he could see her.
"Don't cry sweetie please." Glen said when he saw her tear streaked face.
She was biting her lower lip to keep from sobbing.
"Nothing just mood swings." She lied looking him straight in the eye.
"Sure?" Glen asked.
She nodded and he let her go. She got in a limo and went back to the hotel she got her bags and wrote a note.
Shawn
I'm sorry about everything. I guess I just assumed ya know. Well I solved your problem I'm getting the fuck out of your life and I want you to stay out of mine. Tell everyone I'm sorry and I love them. Oh and tell Uncle Mark I love him. Kayla
She got back in the limo and went to the bus station. She bought a ticket and got on the bus. After a three hour ride they stopped and changed buses. She stopped at a payphone and made a call. She left a message and got back on the bus. After another two hours the bus stopped again. She got in a cab and forty five minutes later she paid the guy.
"Sir can you please stay incase their not home?" she asked.
"Sure kid." He replied.
She knocked on the door and a few seconds later came face to face with the person she traveled so far to see and fainted.