-Emma's POV-
"So, if you shoot there you get three points?" Cassidy asked, after Derrick Rose made a three point shot to put the Chicago Bulls in front of the LA Clippers.
"I Guess," I shrugged.
"You girls are so brainless…" My brother Aiden said, rolling his eyes.
Since Cassidy, Kayla and I are trying out for basketball next week, we decided to watch tonight's Chicago Bulls game to try and figure out exactly how it works. However, Kayla couldn't make it, some family thing or whatever, so it's just me and Cassidy…and Aiden, who's trying to watch the game, but he says me and him are 'disturbing' him,, whatever though, I really don't care.
"Hey Aiden, who's 'Hot Sauce'?" Cassidy asked Aiden, who looked at her as if she was completely crazy.
"What do you mean….?" Aiden asked, rather confused at what she was asking him.
"Those guys on commentary keep saying something about Hot Sauce and how D. Rose is passing the hot sauce or something, what's that mean? Is it a player nickname or something?" Cassidy asked him again.
"Or is that just what they call the ball?" I asked him. He went bug-eyed, then sighed and rolled his eyes.
"I'm surrounded by complete idiots…." He mumbled, but Cassidy and I still heard him and then both smacked him over the head at the same time. "OW! MOM, THEY HIT ME!" Aiden shouted, looking behind the couch into the living room where my mom was.
"I'm sure they didn't mean it, honey," My mom said, not taking her eyes off the new edition of 'People Magazine'. I Wouldn't blame her, I think I saw one of the Kardashian's on the cover, and they're all about drama, clearly.
"Whatever," Aiden rolled his eyes at her, then turned around and slumped back down into the couch, folding his arms and continuing to watch the game.
Then, the front door busted open and Tony ran in, a huge smile on his face.
"FAMILY! I have big news!" He shouted, then he saw Cassidy. "Cassidy! I'm glad you're here!"
"You are?" Cassidy asked, with an eyebrow raised. Tony didn't really like her due to the 'Softball Incident of 2006' where Tony was practicing batting with the girls and after Cassidy hit the ball, she threw the bat and ended up hitting him in the face, since then, Tony hasn't been a big Cassidy fan, so this really was a surprise to her.
"Yes! I wanted to show you something! Over here!" Tony said, with a smile still on his face.
"Um…okay!" Cassidy smiled, getting off of the couch and running over to Tony, who put his arm around her. "What did you want to show me?"
"This lovely door, and the road outside of it that will lead you home!" Tony said, opening the front door back up, and then shoving her out the door. "Make it home safely!" He said, still smiling, then slamming the door right to her face, then he turned around. "FAMILY MEETING!" He said, running back over to Aiden and I as my mom came out of the kitchen.
"What's going on, babe?" My mom asked Tony.
"Everything okay?" I asked, as Aiden paused the Bulls game.
"Alright, so your mom and I kept it a secret until it was official, but…." Tony began, a smile growing on my moms face. "I was going for a promotion at work, pays better and even less hours, I just got the call…I got the job!"
"OH MY GOSH!" My mom said, jumping up into his arms. He catched her, then kissed her and spun around in a circle, right before Aiden got up and joined in, then Tony let go of my mom and put an arm around Aiden.
"Only one catch…" Tony said, biting his lower lip.
"A catch?" My mom questioned. "When we talked, there was no catch…"
"Well, see…." Tony shrugged. "If I take the job, which I kinda already did….it would require us moving down to Nashville," He said, immediately getting my attention. "They already found us a BEAUTIFUL house and want us there by next Monday!"
"Well, that's not so far away!" My mom said, a smile growing back on her face as she kissed Tony again.
"I wonder if I'll meet any country hillbillies when we move to Nashville…." Aiden asked himself. My mom and Tony just rolled their eyes, but then they looked at me.
"Emma, don't you have something to say to your father?" My mom asked.
"He's not my father, Phil is," I said, with my arms folded, still on the couch. Tony just looked down and my mom sighed after I said that. I don't know why, but it was still a touchy subject for them dealing with the fact Tony wasn't my dad.
"Well still, don't you have ANYTHING to say to him?" My mom said, giving me this stern look, which by now I knew meant 'you better at least say something, missy.' Alright, I will.
"I'm NOT moving to Nashville!" I Said, standing up. My mom and Tony both had this surprised look on their face.
"What?" Tony asked, confused. I think he thought I'd be happy- bigger house, more money, a dream job for him. Call me selfish, but I don't like this nor am I anywhere near happy.
"I have a life here in Chicago!" I Shouted. "I have friends, I have school, I'm trying out for sports next week! You can't just take me away from this!" My mom just sighed after I was done.
"Sweetie, you know we aren't doing this on purpose," She began. "But this is going to benefit us WAY more than his current job! Nashville's a great city, you can try out for sports and get new friends at your new school!"
"Nashville's no Chicago," I growled.
"Emma, I'm sorry, if somehow you could stay, I'd let you, but you can't, just how it is," My mom said to me.
Then, that invisible light bulb over my head lit up as I got a PERFECT idea.
"What if I go live with Phil?" I Suggested. All three off them couldn't believe what I had just suggested. Tony let go of my mom and Aiden, and my mom just looked at me hard in the eyes.
"What!" She asked me, folding her arms.
"What if I go live with Phil over in Wicker Park?" I suggested again.
"That can't happen," My mom said. "We're a family, we can't just leave you behind like this!"
"But he's my dad!" I yelled out. My mom just sighed.
"Honey, you know his job, he won't have enough time for you! What about when you need help with your homework or something! What if he's half way across the world?" My mom asked.
"Ever heard of video-chatting?" I asked, a smirk on my face. My mom just frowned, clearly not amused.
"Look, I'm sorry, he's not fit to be a parent!" My mom said.
"You don't even KNOW him!" I protested. "He's a GREAT father already!
"I find that rather hard to believe, considering you've only been with him for what, a little less than five hours?" My mom said to me.
"Four and a half…" I gritted through my teeth.
"Look, this just won't work out-"
"You don't know that!" I shouted. "You aren't giving him a chance whatsoever! Just because he looks like a bad guy from the outside doesn't mean he is!"
"I'm not saying he is!" My mom shouted back.
"YES YOU ARE!" I Shouted back, again.
"NO, I'M NOT!"
"YES YOU ARE!"
"NO I'M NOT!"
"YES YOU-"
"CALL HIM AND ASK IF HE WANTS CUSTODY!" Tony yelled, cutting me off.
We all looked at him shocked. I was having a hard time with learning the man I thought was my dad wasn't. My mom was having a hard time with learning she got the wrong baby daddy figured out, and yesterday I could just tell Phil was also having a hard time learning he fathered a child, but out of us all, Tony had the hardest time. I don't know why exactly, but he does. Even Aiden knew he was having a hard time dealing with this, and Aiden's a stupid little boy without a brain. The three of us just looked at Tony, who was refusing eye-contact.
"Baby…" My mom began, confused as Aiden and I were.
"Maybe she's right," Tony said, then looking back up, right at me. "Maybe that guy is a better parent then us…..maybe there's more to him that meets the eye. Maybe we have him all wrong, for all we know, he could be the best god damn father in the world... and maybe she is better off here then in a whole other state. Just call him and talk about him getting full custody." Then, Tony walked away and left. My mom then turned around and looked right at me, with a look that said, 'He is SO disappointed in you…" Then she shook her head and went after Tony. Aiden just looked at me.
"Well?" He asked. I just looked at him.
"Well, what?" I asked him.
"Didn't you just see mom and dad?" Aiden asked. "They both look disappointed….you feel sorry? At ALL?" I just shrugged when he said that.
"Honestly….no. I don't feel an ounce of guilt…or anything…"
-No POV, CM Punk's loft in Chicago, IL-
"DAMN! What a kick!" Colt Cabana shouted at his friend's flat screen tv. Colt and Phil were watching UFC on Fox, in the middle of the main event fight.
"I swear I could feel the impact all the way here…" Phil said, while adjusting his sling.
Earlier this morning, Phil got his MRI results back. Nothing TOO bad, he didn't need surgery, however, he would need to have his shoulder wrapped up in a Sling until Mid-May, then he would enter STRICT physical therapy for his shoulder, then he would be able to return to the ring to wrestle. Phil HATED this. Hated it. He would love being in Chicago more, but he would be injured, not any fun.
"So I was thinking-" Colt began, but was interrupted by Phil's cell phone going off.
"Hold that thought," Phil said with an eye roll, then he picked up his cellphone. The number looked familiar, but he couldn't remember exactly. "Hello?"
"It's me, Charlotte," Charlotte had said. Phil just sighed and looked at Colt.
"Who is it?" Colt asked, pausing the fight.
"Emma's mom," Phil rolled his eyes. He loved his daughter, but couldn't stand her mother after what had happened yesterday. Phil sighed again, then picked the phone back up. "Oh, it's you, I almost didn't recognize you, y'know, since you aren't screaming at me or anything.
"Very funny," Charlotte said, with a tone of sarcasm in her voice. "Look, it's about Emma."
"You mean the daughter I have that's technically not my daughter, but technically is? You know, the one I'm not allowed to see?" Phil said to her.
"That one…." Charlotte said, clearly sounding annoyed by Phil. "Look…do you want to see her?"
"Of course I do, she's my daughter," Phil said.
"Alright, fine, you get to see her, next Friday after school," Charlotte said, as a smile formed on Phil's face.
"Alright so, I get her on weekends?" Phil asked, a smile still across his face.
"Not exactly…" Charlotte said.
"Oh, well….when do I get her?" Phil asked, slightly confused.
"All the time," Charlotte said. "I want you to have full custody of Emma."
Phil froze when she said that. He had only met Emma yesterday, and Charlotte already wanted to give her away to him? He barely knew her, she barely knew him! He couldn't believe this.
"You want me to have FULL custody of Emma?" Phil asked, as Colt's jaw dropped after he said that.
"My husband got a new job out of state, and she REALLY doesn't want to move, she suggested this…." Charlotte said, sounding rather un-easy.
"This was Emma's idea?" Phil asked, sighing. "I'm sorry…I don't know…."
"I knew you'd say no, but it was worth a shot," Charlotte said, before hanging up the phone. Phil put his phone on the coffee table in front of him, leaned back into the couch and sighed as Colt just looked at him.
"That's it?" Colt asked him. "This is it, you meet her one time, and that's it?"
"I want to be in my daughter's life, but, full custody?" Phil asked. "I couldn't handle it all at once, especially with this injury. Too many adjustments…"
"Out of ALL people, you know more than ANYONE that life doesn't wait for you to get adjusted," Colt told him. "Come on, man."
"Well what do you want me to do?" Phil asked.
"I Want you to give Emma a parent!" Colt said. "If what you told me was true, she's basically raising herself and NEEDS at least someone for guidance. You can give her that!"
"I know I can…." Phil sighed. "But what about when she starts Eight-Grade in September? I'll be back with WWE full time, I'll have no time to take her to school, help her with homework, enforce the rules, spend time with her…what about then?"
"You have a full summer to figure that out!" Colt said. "And I could help out!"
"I'll need more help then you to raise a pre-teen," Phil said, rolling his eyes as Colt sighed.
"You missed Charlotte's first Ultra-Sound, you missed Emma's birth, you missed her first steps, you missed all her birthday parties, you'e missed twelve years of important, priceless memories!" Colt began. "Do you really want to miss anymore?"
Phil took in what Colt said, then thought about it. No good father would just pass his daughter up and miss all these events. Though he had only found out he was a father about 48 hours ago, Phil already knew he wasn't a bad father and there was no way in hell he was going to even think about becoming one.
"You're right," Phil said. "I feel like I have to do this though…not that I want to, but have to…"
"Hey, nothing's stopping you from calling Charlotte back right now and asking for full custody except you," Colt said, leaning back into the couch besides Phil.
Phil thought about it once again. Then, he realized Colt was absolutely right- he couldn't miss Emma growing up anymore and he had twelve years to make up for. He reached over by the coffee table and picked up his cellphone, then started dialing Charlotte's number.
"Hello?" Charlotte asked.
"Hey, it's me, Phil," Phil said.
"Oh…um…hi? Can I help you?" Charlotte asked him, rather confused.
"Actually, yes, you can," Emma said. "It's about our little conversation about Emma a while ago."
"Oh, well, what about it?" Charlotte asked him.
"Next Friday after she's done with School, I want her to move into my house, and I want full custody of her."