The girls had gotten home in Austin, Texas about a week ago. They had parted ways reluctantly. Neither were ready to leave each other after being with each other for such a long time.
*Flashback*
"I'll call when we get home" Emma said hugging Breena.
"Same here. We have to get together soon" Breena said before leaving her uncle and Emma.
*End Flashback*
That was a week ago and besides that initial phone call, that had been the only time either girl had heard from the other. Emma had gone to take her state exams and the same for Breena. Both dads wanted them to graduate high school at least. Emma threw on some basketball shorts and a sports bra and head out to the trampoline. All she wanted to do was jump. Since she had left most of her bruises and cuts had healed. They were just faint discolorations now. She laid on the mat and her phone buzz. A text message. It was Breena.
B-hey girl! I'm sorry I haven't gotten back to you. I've been spending time with Sara. Maybe next week I can come by with the bike...
E* Sounds awesome! It feels awkward not being with you and Uncle Mark. Dad seems to be distant. It's a bit frustrating.
B-Something has to be bothering him. Let me know what happens.
E- Will do. See ya next week,
Emma put her phone back and did some more jumping. She stopped and went to take a shower. She went to the gym in her basement to find her dad.
"Hey dad"
"Emma….what's wrong?" he asked
"You're avoiding me…" She said sadly sitting down by his bench.
"I am not"
"Yes you are. You wake up and come down here or you leave and go somewhere. We haven't done anything together since we've gotten home" She said accusingly.
"I'm sorry you feel that way. I thought you wanted some time to yourself and some time with your friends." He added.
"What friends?" She said angrily
"Well…Trish, Amy…"
"If they were my friends, they would have texted me or called me in the last 3 months." She said nastily
"Well," He sighed "How about you go up to the school and kick the ball around. Then tonight we'll go out for dinner" He suggested.
"I guess…." She said a bit sadly.
She got up and left grabbing her soccer ball. She got to the school and went to the far wall. She kicked the ball with such rage that she didn't see the group of girls coming up. She missed the ball and it went behind her. She turned to see what she thought were her best friends.
"Emma? Is that you?"
"Yea Trish…it's me" She said sarcastically
"Oh My God!"
All of the girls gave her a hug but she was rigid the whole time.
"What's wrong?" Trish asked
"Are you seriously asking me that right now?" Emma asked incredulously
"What do you mean? When did you get back in?"
"First of all you don't have the freaking right to know that! Second of all, what's wrong? You ask me what's wrong?" She was fuming "I'm taken from my house, tied up, harassed, abused, and stalked! Then the people that I care about the most who I thought cared about me don't try to contact me in the 3 months that I'm gone!" Emma yelled.
"You can't seriously blame all of this on us? You could have called…"Trish said shocked at her outburst.
"Don't even fucking go there! I called numerous times and never got called back! I guess you didn't watch any wrestling at all or you wouldn't have ignored me! How did you know that I was okay? How did you know I wasn't dead? I thought you guys were my best friends! We've been friends since we've been in diapers! Then! The icing…. Someone who I have never known who happens to be my cousin is there for me more than any of you!" Emma was pissed off; all of them could see it.
"Tell me Trish…..who'd you take to prom…?"
"Alex…" she said quietly.
"Oh I see….I was gone and you became more popular than you were. The quarterback started showing you attention. Am I on the right track? By the blush on your face I can tell I am. You didn't care that I was gone! You were on top of the world. Hold on….prom queen too?" Emma spat.
"Yes…."
"Everything was in your favor. You didn't want me to come back. The difference between you and me….that petty fucking shit didn't matter to me! I wouldn't have cared! I would be more worried about my best friend who was just kidnapped. But you know what you aren't worth my time…none of you are…" Emma snarled and turned to walk away.
She couldn't believe that just happened. She heard the ball. She performed a perfect scissor kick back to her.
"How does it feel to have it all ripped away Jacobs?" Trish yelled
The other girls didn't know what to do. They didn't know about Emma called Trish.
"First of all if you gonna attack me do it to my face. Don't kick my ball at me. Secondly…. It doesn't matter because when your home at 19 pregnant with no father…I'll be the one laughing. Hold on….Valedictorian?" Emma growled
"No! Amy was!" Trish spat
"Salutatorian then?" Emma smirked. "You weren't totally on top. Congrats Amy you deserved it. We are no longer friends. I want nothing to do with any of you! You aren't worth my time and you don't deserve my friendship. Play your pity mindless games and see how far you go in life" Emma spat viciously.
She took off around the corner and just ran. She hated them…all of them. She needed Breena. She needed John. She needed a punching bad. She picked up the phone and called the last person ever.
"Hello?"
"Paul? It's Emma…" She said crying.
"What's wrong?" He concerned.
She told him everything. He listened and gave her advice and told her to go running. She wouldn't break her wrist that way.
"Thanks. I needed to talk to someone besides the norm" She said.
"Don't worry…we'll channel that energy son" He said chuckling.
She said goodbye and headed home. Glen was sitting at the table when she got there.
"How was…"
She interrupted. "Don't ask."
She went up to her room, put on a sports bra and sweats and left. She just ran. She hated them more than words could express. She got to the lake and stopped. She stayed till the street lights came on and figured she should get home. She got home and saw her dad on the couch.
"You were gone awhile. What happened?" By his tone she knew she wasn't getting out of talking. She looked at him and everything spilled out. She cried. She wrapped her arms around her dad's waist and cried eventually falling asleep.
Breena was in the garage working on her bike when she heard something fall. She immediately tensed and jumped. She saw her soft ball mitt on the floor. She went inside her house to find her dad and clean up.
"Dad" she yelled.
"Yea! I'm in the basement with Sara!"
She made her way down the stairs and saw them playing pool.
"I'm going to head to the range. I want to make sure everything is still there….that I've still got it." She said drying her hands.
"Sounds good. And you could never lose it." He said with a smile.
"We're going to go out for dinner. Try to be home by 7 okay?" Sara said with a smile.
"Of course! See ya later!"
"Have fun!" her dad said.
Breena left her house, jumping on her bike taking off. She loved feeling the wind in her hair, feeling free. She got to the range and found an empty cell. She hit the button and readied herself for the balls. She didn't notice the man coming up behind her. He lightly placed his hand on her shoulder and she swung around with the bat.
"Holy shit Breena! What are you trying to kill me?" Stephen exclaimed.
"Why would you sneak up on me?" she said nastily to him.
"When did you get back?" He asked
"Why would you care now!" she spat.
"You're my friend…"
"Some friend you are! You haven't returned any of my calls…any of my texts! I was kidnapped, beaten the shit out, tormented, and abused. You didn't care about me then, why do you care about me now?" she said angrily.
"I do care about you…"
"Odd way of fucking showing it. I thought I could count on you and I've been gone for three months and not heard a peep. If you were in trouble I would have been searching high and low for you"
"Breena…"
"Don't fucking interrupt me! I have a cousin apparently and she has been there for me more than you have! I rely on you and you let me down! You turned your back on me! How can you do that to me?" she said heatedly
"Breena it's not like that at all! I never turned my back one!" he said almost sadly.
"Bull shit!" She yelled grabbing a ball and throwing it at his head. "Where were you when I was released? When I was abused!"
"How could I have helped you?"
"Just calling me! That's all you needed to do! You showed your true fucking colors when you ignored me these last 3 months! You are dead to me now! You aren't worth my time anymore. Now you'll know what it feels like to be alone, to be betrayed." She growled throwing another ball at his head.
She grabbed her helmet and got back on her bike. She glared at him and took off. She was livid. She couldn't believe the audacity of Stephen. She just kept driving. She was completely frustrated with him and everything that had transpired. She ended at the gym. She looked at her phone and saw that Stephen was calling her.
"What do you want?"
"Don't be like this Breena…" She scoffed.
'Now that I'm home you care…where were you when I was running away from a psychopath!"
"I had things going on here…" he said reluctantly. She could tell he was lying.
"What was it? Playing halo? Going to the comic book store to buy a new comic book…." She said sarcastically
"No…."
She heard the uncertainty in his voice.
"Whatever Stephen. You aren't worth my time anymore. You aren't worth any of it." She said.
"You're being ridiculous Breena. You are completely over-reacting" He said getting angry.
"Go ahead Stephen try to blame this on me!"
"You could have come home! You didn't. You could have escaped it all and you didn't!" Stephen yelled
"No I stayed because this is my life! You've known that forever!" She yelled back.
"You need to realize that you can't have that! You are a softball player!" He said. "You won't ever be a wrestler!"
"Excuse me?"
"You will never make it as a wrestler! You can barely listen to the coach's rules! How are you going to listen to those rules! You are too pigheaded and stubborn!"
"I'm going to give you some advice….stay away from me because if you come near me…. I will destroy you for even thinking that…" She growled and hung up the phone.
She couldn't believe what he had just said to her. She began an intense workout that no one got in her way. If she ever saw Stephen again she was going to rip him apart. When she finally got home, both Sara and mark could tell something was wrong.
"Breena…are you okay?" Sara asked.
"No! That slimy son of a bitch!" She threw her helmet.
"What did Orton do!" Mark said getting aggravated
"NO! STEPHEN! He had the audacity to blame everything on me! He even had the balls to say I would never be a WWE wrestler. If he comes within 2 feet of me…I will kill him!" Breena whispered in a deadly voice.
She left them to take a shower. She just wanted to go out for dinner and forget about everything. She just wanted to be with Emma. They understood each other. Mark looked at Sara.
"She won't let him talk to her like that." He said
"I don't understand….he's her best friend…" Sara said astonished
"I thought he was too. I knew this was going to happen" Mark said shaking his head.
Breena came back down looking pissed off.
"Ready?" she asked
"You look even more pissed off"
"I'm so…so…angry! I'm infuriated! How could he say something like that to me! He knows how much this means to me…." She exclaimed trailing off.
They left and headed to a steakhouse. Mark and Sara were able to make Breena laugh. It helped to lighten the mood.
"Any plans for next week?" Mark asked
"I'm taking the bike to go and see Emma. You should come"
"Maybe. Emma have a bike?" he asked.
"No. Uncle Glen won't teach her, but he has one." Breena said.
"Then we'll have to teach her…"
"You would do that? You'd go against him…" she asked
"Sweetheart, your uncle caused so much trouble for me when we were young that he deserves it."
Breena and Sara laughed. Brotherly Love. Dinner went by with friendly conversation. Breena was happy to be home, but she missed the guys. She wanted to train. She wanted to be in the ring. Her father paid and they headed home. Later that night…
"Hey brother…" Mark said.
"Breena said she was coming over next week?" Glen asked
"Apparently. She told me at dinner. I'm gonna come over too. How's Emma?" Mark asked
"Sleeping. Her best friends turned their back on her. She's devastated." Glen said sadly
"Oh you have no idea…Breena's best friend more or less told her that she would never make it in the WWE"
"And he's still alive" Glen said shocked
They continued talking and soon were off the phone. Emma made her way to the den and saw her dad.
"Uncle Mark?" she asked
"Yea….Breena had some trouble with her best friend too."
"It's ridiculous knowing that the only one I can count on, besides you, is somebody I just met 3 months ago." She said sighing.
"Sometimes it works out that way…" He said with a smile. "But you know that no matter what, she'll always be there for you"
"Yes….that's the only good thing that came out of this that was good" She said with a smile. She bid her dad good night and went to bed. She couldn't wait to see her family next week.
Emma was sitting out by her poll soaking in some sun when her phone went off. She picked up, not looking at the number.
"Hello…"
"Emma?"
"What do you want Amy?" Emma said nastily
"I'm sorry"
"Sorry doesn't cut it at this point." Emma growled.
"We didn't….I didn't know that you called Trish. She actually told us that you were ignoring her phone calls." Amy said trying to explain.
"That's no excuse! You could have tried then. You could have called. Do you know what it feels like to have your best friends turn their backs on you?"
"I know! I'm sorry! I don't know what we…what I was thinking! Please believe me!" Amy said pleadingly.
"Whatever Amy. But this changes nothing. Good luck in college" Emma said before hanging up the phone.
She took a deep breath and sighed. So much for relaxing. She put her book down and dived into her pool. She swam around for a while and got out to dry off. She was tired and went to shower and lay down. When Glen got home, he went looking for Emma. When he found her, he smiled and woke her up.
"Come have dinner with me…" he said.
"Kay" She said with a yawn.
She followed and they laughed and talked about everything. Glen was standing close to the pool when Emma smirked.
"What are you smirking about?" he asked
"Nothing…" She said.
She then pushed him in the pool. He came up sputtering and saw her hysterically.
"How's the water dad?" She said laughing
"Why you little brat!" He got out and began chasing her.
It wasn't long before both were in the pool. She came up first and as soon as Glen came up, she pushed him back under. When he got a free second, he lifted her and threw her across the pool. She came up coughing, but laughing. It was the most fun her and her dad had, had in a long time.
"Don't worry little girl….I'll get you back when you least expect it" he said grinning.
'Whatever you say old man…" she said smirking at him.
"Why you little worm!" He dunked her under and she came up laughing.
He hugged her and she hugged back. He was the first to climb out. Once he was out, he pulled her out. She took the towel she was offered and dried off.
"Ya know…I just took a shower…." She whined, but smiled.
He smiled at her and began cleaning up the dishes. She went up to her room and saw she had a missed call and voicemail. She took a deep breath hoping it wasn't Randy.
"Hey….Emma….umm….its John. I wanted to….call you because ….Everything was left up in the air. I'm going to try and not sound like a babbling idiot but I can't promise anything. I know it's been awhile since we talked and I'm sorry for that. It wasn't that I wasn't thinking about you cause I was. I think about you more than I'd like to admit. That's what the problem is, or was, well is. I know I pushed you away because I couldn't handle what I was feeling inside, or wasn't ready to admit too. The easiest thing for me to do in the situation was to push you away, to tell you that everything that you were feeling was wrong."
"I'm sorry Emma, this is dragging, but I have to tell you the truth. I am ready now, to admit that I do like you, more than anyone thinks, and I don't know what that means or what to do about it. When you and Bree were taken, when Steve and I found out that we were tricked, I could only think of you. My heart was in my throat the entire time until I saw you two on the stage. I was so mad at myself for letting that happen to you. I knew that I could never let you out of my life again, I couldn't risk something like that again."
"If you want to talk, and I hope you do, please, call me. I just, I just need to hear from you"
Emma hit the '9' to save the message. She didn't know how to react. Breena was going to be over in a couple of days. She'd ask her opinion. She changed into her pjs, went and said good night to her dad and went to bed.
Breena was waking up and saw the sun shining through the window. She stretched and got out of bed to do her morning rituals.
"Morning Sweetheart" Sara said greeting her.
"Morning. Where's dad?" Breena asked
"He went to pick up motorcycle gear for Emma"
"Cool! At least she'll be protected" Breena said with a smile.
The two ate breakfast in silence. They talked a little but Breena soon excused herself to go out to the gym. She began her normal routine wanting to get back into the game.
"Hey Rae!" Mark yelled to her
"Hey dad! Did you get good stuff? I don't want my cousin looking like a pansy!" She said with a smile.
"Of course! Do you know who you're talking to?" he said in a fake hurt tone. She laughed throwing her sweat rag at him. "That's disgusting Breena!" He said with a face.
"Wanna go for a ride?"
"Sure…I'd like that"
The two got their gear together and suited up.
"Heading?" She asked.
"Head toward the ball field."
They mounted their bikes and took off. The feel of the wind in her hair was great. Her and Mark were playing tag. She loved it. It was the one thing they could do together. He took off after him. She passed him laughing and soon pulled into the parking lot.
"I beat you dad!" She said with a smirk.
"I let you win"
"Face it old man…you don't have it in you anymore." She said.
"Oh you little witch!"
They walked around the field talking with each other about little things. Eventually they headed back home. Breena felt alive. Her dad had never really been there because of his work, but now they were bonding like they should've when she was younger. She finally felt like she had a dad…
3 days later, Emma was anxiously waiting for Breena and Mark. She finally went outside and began jumping on her trampoline. Glen looked out the window and smirked. His daughter was never the patient one. He continued drying off the glasses and putting them away. He closed the cabinet and heard the sound of motorcycles. He groaned a little but saw the look on his daughters face. He watched her jump down and run for the front. He got to the door just as Emma and Breena got to each other.
"It's so good to see you! I've missed you!" Emma exclaimed.
"I've missed you too! I feel like it's been forever." Breena said smiling
"So this is your bike?" Emma asked.
"You better bet your ass it is"
"Admire it from here cause you're not getting on one" Glen said making his way over.
"Dad….are you serious…" Emma said.
"I'm serious! No bike Emma!" he said sternly
She threw her hands up in the air. Breena looked at Emma mischievously. Emma saw the look and didn't fight.
"Hey Uncle Glen!" Breena went nudging Emma toward her dad.
"How are you Breena?" He asked.
Emma walked toward her Uncle, who was standing by his bike.
"Hey Uncle Mark" She said smiling.
"Emma, how are you?" he hugged her and spun her around. He bent down and began to whisper in her ear. "In my side saddle, this is a light leather jacket, sunglasses, bandana, and a helmet. When I get your dad inside take that so Breena can take you out"
"Thanks Uncle Mark" She was so excited.
"Hey…payback for everything he's done since we were little." they walked over to the other two.
"Hey brother" Mark said.
"I see you took the bikes."
"On a day like this…of course" Mark said.
"Breena show me your bike!
They left the two dads and Breena began showing her the art work.
"I'm guessing you like fairies?" Emma asked
"I love fairies"
Emma was itching to get on the bike. She looked at the two men and saw her dad enter the house and Mark turn around and wink.
"Let's do this!" Emma exclaimed.
"Go and get your stuff."
Emma pulled the jacket out and slipped it on. She tied the yellow bandana on her head and then put the black helmet with yellow stars on. She slid the glass on and jumped on the back of Breena back.
"Remember, don't lean into the turn. Just look"
"Got it!"
Breena revved the engine. Glen looked at Mark who was smirking.
"What did you do?" Glen yelled
"I got her gear…"
"Mark! I said…"
He heard the bike take and his face paled.
"Payback for everything you've done brother" Mark said laughing.
Glen watched out the window as his daughter and niece drove out of the driveway. They stopped at a light and Emma leaned back.
"This is awesome!" Emma exclaimed.
"We'll have to get you a bike" Breena said before taking off.
Emma motioned to pull into the parking lot by the lake.
"Is this the place?" Breena asked
"Yea."
"It's gorgeous. I can see why you love it so much." Breena stated.
"You have no idea I think this is the only thing I missed when we were gone." Emma said.
"Come on then…I wanna climb and I wanna meet those bitch friends of yours."
"They are worth it." Emma said.
"Well, if they start anything then I've got your back. "
"Thanks Bree." She smiled at her and took off. They headed to the soccer field. Emma seemed tense. She didn't feel like dealing with her friends if they were there. Breena parked the bike and Emma began to show her the school.
"So where are these fields?" Breena asked.
"What's your rush?" Emma asked.
"I don't know."
Emma laughed and motioned for her to follow. They were jumping on each other and fooling around when a soccer ball rolled at her feet. Emma froze. Breena looked up and saw a group of girls.
"Is that them?" Breena asked.
"Unfortunately."
"Ummm…I know you know how to kick the ball." Trish said nastily.
"I've got an idea…if you want it, why don't you come and get it, bitch" Breena wasn't used to this side of Emma, but it was a good difference. "Just move to the side Bree. I need to do this"
Breena took Emma's jacket and backed away. Trish walked over acting like she was the queen of the world.
"Stop walking like your shit don't stink" Emma spat.
"Hate to break it to you, but I run this town now."
"Not while I'm still here"
Trish charged the ball and Emma pulled it away.
"Never charge the ball. Soccer 101"
The girls stifled a laugh. Trish gave then a glare.
"Give me the ball Emma"
The two began to battle for the ball. Emma always came out on top. Emma took the ball and held it in her hands.
"You never were able to get the ball away from me." She snarled.
"When did you start hanging out with druggie hookers?" Trish spat
"She's not a druggie or a hooker. She's my cousin." Emma threw her fist and punched her. "She has more class and talent than you will ever have. You want this? Emma took the ball and kicked it clear across the field. "Next time you want to challenge someone, make sure you can win. Don't ever insult my family again. Have you put on weight? You look a little rounded in the middle" Emma said with a nasty grin. Trish was bright red.
"She's pregnant…"
"Maggie!"
"Sorry…"
Emma smirked evilly. She walked away from the group she once called her best friends.
"Trish…how does it feel to have it all ripped away?"
Breena stayed where she was laughing. Emma went back to her and they left.
"That was brilliant"
"I try…"
They walked away laughing. Emma finally had her closure and knew she truly didn't need them anymore.
A couple of hours later, Breena and Emma finally pulled into the driveway. Glen heard the bike and went running out.
"Where have you been!" He yelled
"Dad! It was awesome! You have no idea! I wish you were there! Please don't be mad! Uncle Mark got me all the gear I needed. It was so much fun!" Emma exclaimed.
He couldn't yell at her and just hugged her. She smiled at him and then ran to her Uncle and gave him a hug.
"Thanks Uncle Mark! Breena, a sports bra should work right?"
"Yea, I'll be right there" She watched Emma leave and put her helmet away. "She punched her friend Trish and Trish pregnant. She's on cloud nine"
"Well, I wasn't expecting that, but I'm glad you're okay" Glen said.
"How was the ride?" Mark asked
"It was great. We've got to her, her own. She's a natural" Breena smiled.
"One step at a time Breena, one step at a time."
Breena found Emma's room and soon the two were running out to the pool and Glen and Mark were cooking burgers.
"I'm so glad we met each other. Everything seems so right." Emma said.
"I know what you mean…" Breena said agreeing.
They continued to swim around and joke with each other until their dads called them for dinner. Things were perfect. Everything was falling into place.
Emma was still talking about a bike ride a week later. She had been running, swimming, and exercising a lot more so that when they got back to traveling, she was ready to train. One morning she was walking downstairs when she heard her father on the phone. 'He's up early' she thought. He was on speakerphone.
"Hey Mark…" He said. "I know its early, but I had to call you before Emma woke up. She runs early."
"It's all good. What did you find?" Mark asked.
"I found a two bedroom suite in Dallas. It's close to that university. They won't have to travel far or dorm." Glen replied.
"That sounds perfect. I'm not ready for them to start training. It's way too soon. Mark said.
"I agree. They are rushing into this. Now that Randy came out, we don't have to watch them 24/7"
"They aren't going to like this" Mark said.
"Well, we are their fathers and we know what's best for them" Glen declared.
Emma's fist clenched and she stormed away. She went to her room and picked up her cell and called Breena.
"Hello?" She answered groggily.
"We have a problem…." Emma snarled.
"What's wrong?" Breena asked shaking herself awake.
"I got up for my run and my dad was up which isn't normal…" She took and breath and continued. "…Well, he was on the phone, on speakerphone with your dad."
"How is that a problem?" Breena asked confused.
"I didn't get there yet. They plan on shacking us up in some 2 bedroom suite in Dallas!"
"WHAT!"
"Yea! They said it's close to the college and we wouldn't have to dorm. They were like… 'I'm not ready for them to train…' They are doing all of this behind our backs!"
"I'm going to kill him" Breena growled.
"I can't believe that they would do this to us in the first place…"
"…Emma? You awake?" he dad said knocking.
"Ugh dad's at the door." She rolled her eyes and heard Breena scoff. "What?"
"Why are you giving me an attitude?" he asked
"What do you want daddy?" She said in a sarcastically sweet tone.
"We are going to your Uncle's tomorrow."
"Great!"
She turned and slammed the door. Glen didn't even know how to react. Emma was pissed.
"We confront them tomorrow" Emma said.
"Totally. We'll nip this in this in the butt while we can" Breena said agreeing.
"They will not destroy our dream" Emma said.
They were infuriated. How dare they do this to them. Glen and Mark didn't even know what was coming. Emma stomped around the house most of the day. Glen didn't know what the problem was and he was going to try and figure it out either.
He next day, Emma got ready early. Her and Breena were going to confront their fathers.
"Emma are you ready?" He dad yelled up to her.
"I'll be right down!" She pulled her shoes on and ran down to the car.
"I hope you're a little nicer to me when we get there." He said.
"You don't deserve me being nice to you!" She said angrily.
"Why! What did I do to deserve this attitude?" He asked
"If you don't know than you're in for a rude awakening."
He just looked at her and shook his head. It was about a half hour trip and Emma read the whole time. When he parked, Emma got out and slammed the door.
"Emma!" Breena exclaimed running out to her.
"Hey!"
They gave each other a hug and walked in. She didn't even say Hi to her uncle.
"I've gotten the cold shoulder since yesterday." Glen said.
"Me too. I wonder what we did" Mark said
Glen shrugged his shoulders and they went to the backyard. Glen pulled out some pictures and showed Mark. As he was going to put them away, Emma grabbed them and began ripping them up.
"How dare you think you can decide our futures for us!" Emma yelled.
"We know about your plans! Emma overheard everything!" Breena spat.
"I hope you didn't buy this apartment yet because we are not going. You have denied us our futures for far too long. We have gone through so much in the last 3 months and now you think you can just shove us in an apartment and leave again? You're wrong…very wrong." Emma said in a dangerous voice.
"We will begin training like was originally planned. If you think you can take our dreams away you are insane. If you think you are going to get back at Orton and Batista without us, you're going crazy. This is just as much our fight as it is yours. I'm not going to the University. We've been ready for this for forever." Breena said just as dangerously.
"I guess you thought you were being slick in planning this for us huh dad? You are wrong! You amaze me sometimes thinking you can this to us" Emma said now in a hurt tone.
"We thought we would actually have something in common with out dads, but I guess we were wrong. I never thought my own father would turn his back on me, but I guess I was wrong there also." Breena said just as hurt.
They walked away knowing they had gotten their point across. Glen and Mark looked at each other not knowing how to respond.
"I guess we know why we've gotten the cold shoulder" Mark said.
"I guess their coming with us. I can't believe we've been outwitted by our own daughters" Glen said.
"We should talk to them"
Before they could move, Sara came to them.
"I wouldn't go talk to them just yet. They are sparing in the gym and if you get in the way, you're going to get hurt. You really hurt them. I don't know what possessed you to try and ship them off to college, but it was the wrong move. Those two are truly your daughters and trying to outsmart them would be like trying to outsmart yourselves. You were wrong this time. I don't normally get involved, but I felt I needed too. They are going to train and become WWE superstars whether you like it or not" Sara kissed Mark's forehead and walked away.
"Maybe we should wait a little while unless you want to lose your bits" Mark said.
"No…that sounds like a good idea" Glen said wincing.
A couple of hours later, the girls came out of the gym and jumped in the pool. Mark walked up to them and asked to talk with them.
"We want to apologize for what we tried to do" Mark said.
"I was wrong to go behind your backs and we're sorry. We just want more for you than a wrestler's life" Glen said.
"We understand but this is our choice. Stop fighting us and be there for us." Emma said.
"We don't want to be fighting with you when we make it in. You two will always be our inspirations. We want to know that you are proud of us not angry of disappointed." Breena said.
"We would never be disappointed in you. You make us happy all the time. No matter what you choose, we will back you up 100%." Mark said with a smile.
The girls nodded and the four embraced in long hugs. The girls had finally gotten through to their dads. It was official. The girls were coming to the WWE. Things were better after that and they began to joke and have fun like they did the last time they were together. The girls had pushed the dads in the pool and Emma had met Sara on better terms. Things were coming together and they couldn't wait to finally hit the ring. It wasn't long before they were saying goodbye.
"When do we go back?" Breena asked
"Next Monday. We'll be back for Raw" Mark said.
"Awesome!" The girls exclaimed together.
Emma still hadn't called John back. She didn't know what to say to him.
The next day, Emma and Breena were taken to a gym. They were ecstatic. They had 5 days to learn as much as they could. They were challenging Orton and Batista. Their dads didn't know of course or it would have been a war of all wars.
"Now we're going to teach you to take bumps first. They need to be done properly so that you don't get hurt." Mark said.
The girls watched Mark hitting Glen and Glen falling.
"That seems simple enough" Breena said.
"Well, it's your turn." Mark said.
The girls flipped a coin to see who would go first. Emma was going to give first. Breena got into position and Emma jumped off the ropes and hit into Breena.
"Oww" Breena said
"Doesn't look so simple does it" Mark and Glen grinned.
The girls went back and forth and soon were pros at giving and taking bumps. Their dads called it a day and they headed home.
"Breena…wanna spend the night? We've got the hot tub. It'll relax the muscles." Emma asked
"Sure if its okay with dad" Breena said looking hopeful.
"It's fine with me"
The girls whooped and then winced. They were in more pain than they thought they would be in. Glen and Mark laughed at them. That night Emma and Breena were sitting in the hot tub talking.
"John called…" Emma said quietly.
"What? What did he say?" Breena exclaimed.
"Short story, he's ready to admit that he likes me" Emma said with a shy smile.
"That's awesome!" Breena lunged at her and hugged her. Emma laughed.
"I have the voicemail saved. You can listen to it later."
They went back to talking soon were crawling into bed. The next morning, it was early when they came to get them. They didn't groan or whine. They got to the gym and they practiced some bumps and soon they were learning about grappling. They weren't bad. Each girl had their own positives and negatives. By the end of the day, the girls were beat. There was so much that they thought they knew, but didn't. They passed out that night and slept very well. It was Saturday. In two days, they would be facing Orton and Batista.
"Emma! Wake up time to go!" Glen yelled.
She groaned to herself. She just wanted to sleep. She had so much on her mind that she just wanted to sleep it away. She made her way down, had some toast and they headed to the gym.
"How you doing?" He asked her
"Fine. I just have a lot on my mind." She responded.
"Anything I can help with?"
"No…not really…..thanks though" she said with a small smile.
They pulled into the parking lot and Breena and Mark were already there. They walked in to see Breena jump roping.
"Bout time!" She joked.
"We're on time!" Emma said smiling.
They began practicing throws and take downs. Emma performed a hurracarana and Glen flipped.
"NO! DO NOT DO THAT!" he yelled
"Why!" Emma yelled back.
"That was a great move!" Breena yelled.
"No! You aren't doing that crap!"
"Stop babying us dad! We can't win if we just do stupid hip and shoulder throws!" Emma yelled
"You need to teach us other stuff too! All the stuff you've taught us besides the bumps we already knew!" Breena exclaimed.
'You aren't ready for those moves!" Mark said.
"Bull shit!" Breena yelled. "You know I'm ….we're ready for those moves!"
"Ya know what? I'm done! This is crap! This is showing me that you have faith in us whatsoever!"
Emma dropped to the mat and rolled out. Breena did the same and they left. Emma climbed on the back of Breena's bike and they went to Emma's house since it was closer.
"I'm calling Paul" Emma stated picking up the phone.
"I'm gonna call Shawn" Breena said.
Emma was standing in the kitchen and Breena was sitting on the counter. Glen and Mark came in and they didn't really talk to each other.
"We're leaving early. Make sure you're ready." Mark said curtly and left.
Emma rolled her eyes and Breena scoffed.
"I can't stand them babying us. They need to treat us like were not their daughters." Breena said
"I agree. They need to realize that we need to learn those moves too"
They talked some more before Breena left to pack. Emma was in her room packing when someone knocked on the door.
"What dad?"
"Make sure you pack enough for 3 months…but not" he told her.
"I know. I'm not dumb: She spat
"Stop giving me an attitude missy"
"Of course your royal highness"
"Emma Rose. I'm warning you."
"Just go away dad. You wouldn't want anything getting to hard." Emma said before slamming the door.
Glen punched the door making her jump and she waited for him to storm in, but he didn't. She finished packing and stayed in her room. She didn't want to deal with him anymore. Before she went to bed, she showered, double checked her bags and climbed into bed.
The next morning, they were up early to catch a flight to NY. Both girls were excited to not only get back, but to see NYC. The girls sat together and talked quietly.
"When RAW starts, we'll go down to Nickleback, "Burn it to the Ground" and we'll challenge Randy and Batista." Breena whispered.
"Sounds perfect. We just can't let them know. It's gotta be in the beginning of the show. Once its set…its set. Are we ready?" Emma said smiling.
"We were born ready" Breena said.
They finally arrived in NY and were taken straight to MSG. The best place ever. The girls hung out of the sun roof taking in all the sights.
"This place is amazing. Nothing like Texas." Emma exclaimed.
"I can't wait to go out and check into everything. Is that a hard rock café?" Breena said excitedly. "We have to go!"
"We will after the show."
"Awesome!"
The girls settled back down and waited to arrive.
"We're here. Let's go." Glen said.
They got out of the limo and began to hear screaming fans. Emma and Breena signed autographs despite their dads urging them to hurry. Once they finally got inside, the girls began to change. Both girls were wearing hip hugger blue jean bell bottoms. Emma wore a yellow bandana, like a head band. Breena wore a black bandana normal. Emma pulled a purple tank top that showed her midriff and Breena wore a red tank that showed her midriff.
"Well don't you two look schnazzy…"Mark said.
"Thanks. We try. We're gonna go mingle." Emma said.
They left the room and headed straight to the gorilla spot. The show started and within minutes, they were heading to the ring. John and Steve went running into Mark and Glen's room.
"Breena and Emma are in the ring!" John yelled
"What!" Glen roared.
They turned the t.v. on and saw the girls on the ropes in the corners egging the crowd on. Breena got a mic and Emma bounced back and forth.
"Now, it's glad to be back in the WWE ring!" Breena exclaimed. "Emma and I are here to tonight to challenge Orton and Batista to match tonight. This is personal now and we want our revenge. Let's see how well they do when fighting legally…"
Emma took the mic and smiled.
"Randy has beaten us, tortured, stalked implanted fear in us, but that sense of fear is gone! We're ready to do this!"
Back in the locker room, Mark was pacing.
"What are they doing? They aren't ready for this!" he exclaimed
"I'm stopping this…."Glen started to say.
"You can't" Steve pointed out. "Look"
Orton and Batista had made their way to the stage.
"So you think you can fight us? You think you're ready?" Orton spat.
"We were born ready dickface." Emma snarled. "I have a personal vendetta toward you"
"What's the matter baby? Cena not enough man for you? I could fix that"
"First of all, there is nothing going on between us and second of all, he will always be more man than you. You're nothing but a wanna-be…"
Breena took the mic because she knew what Emma was going to say.
"Ready to get a beating of a lifetime fags. See ya later"
The girls' music went off. Orton gave them that look and Batista just continued to stand there with his arms crossed. When they got back to the locker room, Steve was standing outside the door.
"You two are in big trouble" he said
"It was our decision" Breena said.
"I don't think you're ready. I think you need more guidance and training." He told them.
"This is personal now. No amount of guidance and training would be needed to prepare us for this match." Emma said and they went into the room.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU THINKING!" Glen screamed.
"This is our choice dad. We'll be fine." Emma said going through her stuff.
"You are not going out there" he stated.
"It's a sanctioned match and I will not lose my first match because my Uncle told me….or my father told me I couldn't go." Breena said grabbing clothes and left. Emma glared and did the same. They needed to prepare.
The girls hung out in the gym stretching and mentally preparing themselves. Emma was still wearing her yellow bandana and she was now wearing a yellow sports bra and a pair of purple sweatpants. Breena was wearing black yoga pants with a red wife beater cut to just above her belly button.
"You ready?" Breena asked.
"Yea…I think so" Emma said.
"Ready as I'll ever be."
The girls made their way out to the ring and couldn't help but smile with the roar of the fans. Batista and Randy came down and the girls just glared. Batista stood on the outskirts of the ring. Both girls were staring daggers at Randy. Randy shoves Emma to the corner and smirks. Breena tries to attack him from behind and Randy tosses her over the top rope easily. Emma goes to attack randy but he locks her in the corner. He just glares at her with that creepy look in his eye. Emma was scared and inadvertently whimpered. He smirked creepily and leans down to her ear.
"Do I scare you Emma….do I make you squirm….I could make you like to squirm….I could make it worth everything…."
She knew she had to do something but she froze. He breaks the look and turns his back on Emma. She regains hers senses and performs a running face plant. Emma gets up quickly and so does randy. Emma slides between his legs and then kicks his legs out. She puts him in an arm bar quickly but he breaks out. Emma tags Breena in. Breena jumps in the ring and hits Randy with a dropkick to the face.
Randy lies on the mat and Breena begins to stomp kick his stomach. She whips him into the corner and when he comes back, she's able to get a hip throw in. With Randy still on the mat, Breena tags Emma in. randy gets up and quickly goes to Irish whip her into the corner. She knows he's setting her up for a clothesline. As she comes off the ropes, she performs a handspring going into the hurracarana. She stays where she is as Randy gets up. Batista, who had been standing idly on the side the whole time, sees that look on Randy's face. He plans on hurting her. She can feel it. Batista tags himself in seeing the look of fear on Emma's face. Emma stands to hook up with Batista but before she could blink, Batista performs a simple shoulder throw knocking the wind out of her. He pins her for the 1, 2, and 3. As soon as the bell rings, he jumps out of the ring. Breena sees randy beginning to enter the ring and pulls Emma out of the ring.
"Sorry…I fucked up" Emma said.
"You did fine. Especially since it was our first match. Come on…we have to face our dads…." Breena said.