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"Paul?" Stephanie called as she knocked on his office door. She looked to the bottom of the door to see if there was a light on but the room seemed to be pitch black. "Paul I know you're in there." She said. Her husband had went in but didn't come out but with how silent the room was on the other side of the door she wondered if he had indeed slipped out without her knowing. Paul sat in the darkness, afraid that turning the light on would give him away when all he wanted was one moment of peace from both his wife and niece, but it seemed he couldn't even get that.
"If he's not answering he's probably not in there." Kaylee said as she walked up beside her aunt who just rolled her eyes and continued to knock.
"Paul we need to discuss tonight's match card!" She yelled as her pounding became harder. "Open up!" she screeched making Kaylee pull a face before sticking her finger in her ear and wiggling it around to see if she could still hear.
"Step aside and I'll show you how it's done." Kaylee said side stepping into her aunt and pushing her out of the way. "Uncle Paul, I'm going out to a club tonight with a few guy friends." She said and seconds later both women could here rushed footsteps and Paul bumping into and knocking things down along with a string of curse words.
"You're not going anywhere!" He yelled as the door flew open and Stephanie stood with her arms crossed and eyebrows raised as she looked at him.
"So you won't answer for your wife but you'll answer for her." She said bluntly looking unimpressed with her husband.
"You wanted to talk?" He said giving Steph his most innocent look but she gave him the forced smile that let him know he was in shit.
"Oh we're going to talk alright. Kaylee go help set up." Stephanie said as she pushed her husband backwards into the room, glanced back at her and then slammed the door. Kaylee could hear her loud and clear through the wooden door as she laid into him and she couldn't help but smile. She was glad that her uncle allowed her to come with them after being cooped up in the hotel for four days. Her uncle wasn't kidding when he said he was going to add on a day every time she acted out and she was doing her best to bite her tongue and hold it in.
"Anything I can help with?" She asked coming up to a group of workers pushing and carrying things that needed to be set up.
"You aren't made or dressed for this kind of work little girl." One of them chuckled as he walked past her. She looked down at her jean skirt and white tank top before looking up again and glaring into the back of his head. Kaylee loved a challenge and this man had just set one out for her. She eyed the closest object to here that needed to be brought out and made it her conquest. Someone was eating there words that night and it wasn't going to be her. She walked over to the lighting set and tested whether or not she could pick it up. It was heavy but not enough to make her quit. She picked it up slowly and carefully, grunting as she began to walk with it towards the stage.
"Woah what are you doing?! Stop!" The same guy yelled as he ran over to her and tried to take it from her hands.
"Fuck off I've got it!" She yelled back as she resisted him, when he pulled she pulled right back and the thing was slowly slipping from her hands.
"Just let go!" He yelled getting angry with her.
"I said I've-" She was beginning to say when it slipped from both of their hands and hit the ground smashing 2 lights in the row of five.
"Oh shit, look what you did! Man I'm gonna lose my job because of you." He said turning all his rage on her.
"Don't worry I'll take the fall." She said looking at him coldly as people began to gather around from the sudden crash.
"What happened?" Paul's voice boomed as he and Stephanie rushed towards the seen. He looked at the mess of glass and broken lights before his angry eyes went to his niece who stood like a deer in head lights. "I would really hate to think you had anything to do with this, but by the look on your face, I'm guessing you did." Paul said in a low voice that scared her.
"It was an accident. I thought I could manage." She said and Paul stepped over the glass carefully and grabbed her arm as he dragged her along behind him.
"I can handle you wrecking havoc on my life but I will not tolerate you sabotaging my show!" He said as he pushed her into the office. "I have it in my right mind to drive your ass back to the airport and sending you home. You're a hopeless fucking case!" Paul yelled and his words struck her in the chest like a bowling ball.
"Hey Mr. Levesque I was wondering if we could talk." Randy said walking in on the scene of his fuming boss and a young girl he'd seen him storm off with.
"Now is not a good time Randy." Paul said turning to his close friend who held his arms up in a truce.
"Fuck this I'm out." Kaylee said as her anger and hurt began to consume her and she shoved past her uncle to get to the door.
"Where the hell do you think you're going?" Paul asked and Randy's eyes noticed something on her leg that made him do a double take.
"She's bleeding." Randy said noting the red trail down her calf.
"I'm leaving." Kaylee stated simply not even caring that she'd cut herself. Randy put himself in front of the door not wanting her to go until her leg had been looked at.
"You need to see the medic." Randy said looking down at the smaller girl who only scoffed at him.
"Get out of my way before I kick out your fucking knee." She said and Randy's eyes went wide at the hostility in her face and voice as she glared up at him.
"Kaylee sit down. Randy what did you want?" Paul said in a much calmer voice as he rubbed his forehead. If it wasn't his wife it was her and he couldn't juggle the two of them any longer.
"I wanted to talk about the WWE championship. I haven't held that title in a while and just wanted to know if I could have a shot at it." He said and Paul looked between him and Kaylee.
"How bad do you want that title shot?" He asked as an idea came into his head. Randy looked at him hopefully thinking he was going to get it just like that.
"I want it really bad Paul. I live for that championship." Randy said passionately.
"Alright I'll give you your chance you just have to do me a favour." He said and Kaylee looked at her uncle who was staring intently at her and rubbing his chin.
"I swear to god if it involves me." Kaylee began staring at her uncle as if daring him to even say it.
"You'll what? Have a temper tantrum?" He asked looking at her as she shook her head in anger. "Randy I want you to help me tame the wild beast that is Kaylee. She is my niece and as you can see she's an angry, hostile teenage girl that needs a guiding hand and I just don't have the time." Paul said and Randy's jaw dropped.
"You want me to babysit?" He asked incredulous before turning his attention to Kaylee who seemed more angry than shocked.
"Well I wouldn't call it that considering she's not a baby, even though she sometimes acts like one, I just want you to look out for her and make sure she stays out of trouble or else you can kiss that title shot good bye." Paul said smiling at the two. This was his chance to get one nuisance out of his hair because he could handle his wife. "Now run along and get her leg looked at would ya?" Paul asked and if looks could kill he'd have been dead 10 times over just from Kaylee.
"I'll do my best, Paul." Randy said through clenched teeth and Paul watched as his jaw clenched and released many times before he followed the teen out the door. "Hey get back here." He called after her as she walked hastily away from him towards the exit. Randy jogged the catch up with her and grabbed her shoulder only for her to whip around with cat like reflexes and slap his hand away.
"Don't touch me, just leave me alone." Kaylee yelled as she pointed her finger at him before turning again and trying to leave. Randy was losing his temper quickly with her and knew Paul had made a horrible decision in putting him in charge of the anger inducing girl.
"I don't take orders from a kid, I take orders from my boss." Randy said as he quickly got in front of her and bent so he could get her up and onto his shoulder.
"You put me down right now!" She yelled as she began to kick her feet and almost kicked Randy in the face. He could see the cut clearly from this angle and it looked pretty deep and was bleeding quite a bit.
"Stop struggling!" Randy said as he tried to keep his grip on her and unknowingly grabbed a hand full of her ass that made her go red in the cheeks before letting out a shocked gasp.
"Don't touch my ass!" She shrieked and now Randy went red as he looked and sure enough was holding her firmly by her rear end. He quickly dropped her to her feet and watched as she huffed before straightening out her skirt and shirt before looking at him with daggers.
"Put your hands on me again and there will be hell to pay, guy who's name I have no idea." She said pointing her finger at him warningly.
"I don't like this either, Princess, but I want that title shot and if you're what it takes to get it then mark my words I'm getting it. Get used to it." Randy said. "Now let's go to the medic before that cut gets infected and you end up having to cut your leg off."
"It's not even that bad." She retorted before her gaze went down to her calf that was now pretty well a red river and she felt herself become woozy. Randy watched her sway on her feet and rolled his eyes.
"Don't tell me you can't stand the sight of your own blood?" He asked and her eyes went back up to him, her face flushed and pale.
"I can't stand the sight of any blood." She said feeling nauseous and her knees get weak. Randy watched as she dropped to the ground and stared at her stunned for a moment before picking her up. This was one job that would keep him on his toes but the reward was definitely worth it.
