I looked at everyone who came into the party. Apparently, Maryse's invites made everyone from the WWE show up. I looked around the house for Wade, since he got up to talk to John Cena about something, which I'm not allowed to hear. I ran into someone and I found CM Punk.

He asked, "How is the relationship with Wade?"

"It is good thanks for asking," I said.

He smiled and walked off. I had to admit, he was kind of attractive still. However, I like Wade more because Wade is everything I want in a guy.

I walked into the kitchen and saw Kelly Kelly. "Hey, have you seen Wade?" I asked.

"Yeah. He is downstairs," she told me and she pointed down the stairs.

I nodded and I walked down the stairs and saw Wade talking to John. Wade looked up when he heard my footsteps getting closer and asked, "Did Kelly point you into this direction?"

"Well," I said. I couldn't come up with anything so I added, "She did."

John looked at me and then at Wade. "Well, who is ready to party it up tonight?" he asked. "Remember, no drugs Amy."

I rolled my eyes. "Like I want any," I said.

John walked over to me and he hugged me. He told me in a whisper, "Remember, I love you as much as your real father would. I am going to make you proud of me because you make me proud."

I hugged him back and told him, "I am already proud of you. It just took me time to realize it."

John smiled as he freed me from his grasp. "Stay safe," he told me and he walked up the stairs.

I looked at Wade and asked, "What were you two talking about?"

"We weren't talking about anything you'll like," Wade replied.

"Was it boy stuff?" I asked.

He nodded. For some reason, I didn't believe him.

"Anyways, let's go party it up. Remember, no drugs little cutie," he told me. I laughed.

"But you're a drug. That's why I am so addicted to you," I said.

Wade offered me his hand, and I took it. We walked up that stairs together, and Kelly asked, "Did you find out anything?"

"It was only boy talk," I told her.

She nodded. "I see."

I looked back at Wade, and I finally noticed he was now wearing a muscle shirt. I could see his tattoo, which is on his deltoid, and it looked pretty sweet. I don't want tattoos but I have found myself liking them. I admire the courage they have for going through the pain you have to feel when getting tattoos. I am not fond of needles, so I wouldn't be able to get a tattoo.

"Hey, Wade, can I ask you something?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever been arrested?" I asked.

He nodded. "Once."

"What happened?" I asked.

"Bar fight. I tried to leave the scene because I wasn't going to be involved in someone's issues, however, I was arrested anyways," he told me.

I nodded. "But you're a nice guy, right?"

"You know that answer to that," he told me.

I smiled and said, "Then it must be a yes to being a nice guy."

He nodded. "I am a nice guy no matter what. I try to avoid going to Tampa's bars for that reason," he told me. "Don't need any more marks on my pearly almost clean record."

"Did they drop the charges?" I asked.

He nodded. "Yes they did."

I smiled. "That is good," I said. "I know you wouldn't do anything wrong. Was it a wrong place, wrong time thing?"

"Yes it was."

I held onto him and we walked into the living room. I saw a bunch of guys talking to Maryse, and I noticed Alex Riley was here. Wade looked at me and asked, "You know Alex?"

"Yes," I said. "He is my friend."

Wade laughed. "That explains why I see you talk to him sometimes."

I smiled and I shouted, "Alex!"

Alex looked over and saw me. He smiled and shouted, "What's up Amy?"

I heard someone shout, "What's Up!"

I knew R-Truth was at this party because that was his line in the WWE. Alex walked over to us and through the WWE superstars crammed into the living room. I noticed someone fist pumping and I knew it was Zack Ryder because I watch his videos on youtube. Boy, he was so funny.

Alex asked me, "Isn't this a great party?"

"It is only if I could do some karaoke," I said.

"I whip my hair back and forth!" I heard someone sing out into a microphone.

"Is that Heath Slater?" I asked.

Alex nodded. "We kind of got started with him because we felt sorry that it is a wild party now."

Someone took the microphone from Heath Slater and sang, "Friday! Friday! Getting down on Friday!" I saw Zack Ryder fist pumping and singing.

"What's up with that?" I asked Wade and Alex.

"We have no clue," they said at the same time.

I told them, "I am going to have to show them what real singing is like."

I walked with them to where the microphone was supposed to be, but it was gone. I heard, "Hey Amy! I need you for this one!"

I turned around and saw John Cena, my step father now my adoptive father, with the microphone. He held out his hand and I let go of Wade's and asked, "Do you know what's going on?"

I grabbed on to John's hand and he pulled me up to the table he was on. Gail Kim was standing next to me, and so was Maryse. It was a huge table.

I looked around at everyone and I asked John, "What is this about?"

"We're going to sing a song," he told me.

"More like rap it." I looked at him with no hatred at all.

He handed me a microphone and turned up some music. It sounded like one of his songs.

John rapped out, "Your boy's a bad man, and we invadin the streets
Make unclever rappers scurred, they be droppin the heat
Shocked the world, now I'm standin alone
I flip fools like them clamshell cellular phones
You can't help but nod your head to the track
Fuck the watered down rap, we be takin it back
Give it to me straight - ain't no chasin it
Check yourself in the mirror - ain't no facin it
Cause you, playin the role and you plannin to fold
This the masterplan, we got the planet on hold
We all over the streets like your favorite sneaker
Breakin up your sound like a drive-through speaker
Everything that I be spittin is strong
After I rock, fast forward through the rest of the song
We the monkeywrench, that's gonna ruin your plan
And don't fuck with John Cena - I'm a BAD, BAD MAN!"

I took the mic and rapped out when John was done, "With the mic in my hand I'm a bad man! Even in a fight with the hands I'm a bad man! Livin in the streets all my life I'm a bad man! I'm a bad man! I'm a bad man!"

We rapped the entire song well Maryse and Gail danced to it randomly. I laughed. Me and John rapped what I rapped out and we wanted to laugh. I didn't even know I could rap, because I never did before.

The song ended and everyone was clapping and laughing. I jumped into Wade's arms and asked, "How did I do?"

"You did great," he told me. "You make rap music hot!"

I smiled. "Thanks for thinking so. You need to sing!"

"Not in front of the crowd," he told me. "In front of a group of friends but not a crowd of people, okay?"

I nodded and said, "To bad I won't be able to hear my sexy British boy sing."

"Stop that," he said laughing. "You're making me feel guilty."

"Is it working? Because, no one is as bad as Zack Ryder."

Wade looked at me and said, "He enjoys doing that type of thing."

"Fine, you win," I said.

"I do?"

"Nope," I told him and I shoved him near the table and they handed him the microphone. He mouthed the words,

"I am going to get you back for this!"

I mouthed the words, "Really?"

He shook his head no but I knew he was lying.

He took the microphone and said, "This is for Amy."

He picked the song 'Rock Your Body' by Justin Timberlake. He pulled me onto the table and said, "You're going to dance."

I didn't want to but he did say he'll get me back. Plus, Gail and Maryse are holding my hands so I won't leave.

"Don't be so quick to walk away," Wade sang out and he took my arm. He sang the song perfectly and he handed me a microphone so I could sing a part with him.

I sang, "Talk to me boy."

"No disrespect, I don't mean no harm," he sang after me.

We sang the rest of the song parts together instead of him by himself. I laughed when he had to say, "I'll have you naked by the end of this song."

Wade watched me as he finished the song and everyone was cheering. I had made us the stars of the party. Step 2 is to not be a star so I don't have to sing or dance for the rest of the night.

Wade gave the microphone to Heath Slater and he went back to singing 'Whip My Hair' and we just laughed.

"So, how did you like singing and dancing at my side?" Wade asked me.

"I enjoyed it," I said. "Well, not at first."

He nodded. "I said I would get you back."

"But, when I asked, 'Really?' you said no," I told him.

He laughed at me and said, "I lied to you then. I had to make sure you didn't know of my true motives."

"Well, I had a feeling you were lying to me about not getting me back," I said.

We walked into the kitchen together, and I pulled out my cell phone. I saw a text message from a phone number I didn't know. It said,

"You've been warned so many times and you still don't listen. When I find you, you're a goner."

Wade looked at my face and noticed something was totally wrong. He took my phone and read the message. "How in the fucking world do they keep finding a way to talk to you?"

I shrugged. "I have no idea," I said.

Wade sighed and said, "I am giving your phone to John."

I nodded in understanding. "It's a great idea."

(Downstairs)

We found John talking on the phone and he hung up after seeing us. Wade held out the phone and said, "They are trying to contact Amy still but the good news is they don't know where she is."

John looked at me and asked, "Are you okay?"

"I am just a little freaked out," I honestly said.

Wade nodded his head and John nodded. I could tell they understood that I was being honest, but I didn't know if they felt my feelings. John got up and asked, "Are you sure you still want to stay with Gail?"

"Yes," I said. "They have no idea I am here, so I am currently safe."

He nodded. "Well, Wade, you are staying here for a while. I'll tell Vince in private what is going on." He began to walk off.

"John!" I shouted.

He looked at me. "What is it?"

"I want you to stay the night and keep a look out for me," I said. "So Wade can go to Smackdown's recording tomorrow night."

John nodded. "I'll get Wade to tell Vince then."

I smiled. "Thanks John."

I walked over to Wade and I kissed him. "You're going to have to leave now if you want to make it to the recording in…?" I said but I made into a question because I had no idea what state they were going to.

"We're going to be in Florida, just a bit north," he told me.

"I see."

He hugged me. "I can stay the night, but I'll have to leave early in the morning."

I nodded my head and hugged him back. "I wish I could go with you," I said and tears formed.

"Don't worry; I'll think of you no matter what. I'll call John's phone to check in with you," he told me. "I promise."

I smiled and wiped the tears away and said, "I am glad you will. I love you so much for that reason."

"I love you too Amy," he said. I smiled with happiness.