Disclaimer: I am in no way suggesting the story reflects real life, it is entirely fictional. Nor would I ever want any of this to ever be true.I do not own anything, I only own Haelah, All characters belong to World wrestling entertainment NOT ME. Nor do I own any songs mentioned in this fic, they belong to their right full owners.
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I will be sticking to character names you see on TV and not Real Life ones (for most I might use Phil or Scott instead of Colt or Punk)... So... Yeah... I will also be changing the ages around a little bit ..but hey it IS called FANFICTION ;)
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Summary: Haelah is hitch hiking because she has nowhere to go, she needs to be taken to the homeless shelter.. what happens when Punk is persuaded from Scott (colt) to let her stay the night.
HAELAH POV
I was a little upset I had to leave my new Cat Waffles behind but she was staying with Phil's sister.
I sat on the Plane between Phil and Colt, I was extremely bored, I mean I don't own an Ipod, My cell phone had no more money on it, and I couldn't afford it.
There was a shitty movie playing so I took a nap.
When I woke up we got into a very comfy house on wheels bus, and drove to the hotel.
"Get some sleep we spend all day at the Arena for RAW tomorrow night," He told me.
I fell asleep quickly..
"I swear to gosh I'm going to end up lost in here," I said as we walked through the arena.
"not if you stick with us kid," Colt nudged me.
We entered a locker room and Phil put his bags down.
"Alright, I'm going to work out, take her to catering or something," Phil shrugged us off and left.
We walked down a hallway, and we got some food and sat down.
"Hey Stranger!" A tall burly man sat infront of us.
"John!" He high fived the guy.
"Colt!" He said back smiling, and opened his Coke.
"This is… Haelah she's Phil's Kid," Colt said, John and I did a spit take at the same time.
Okay, apparently he told Kayla's mom he's my Dad? Now we're telling everybody else that?
"Phil has a kid?" He asked after cleaning off his mouth.
He's going to flip shit. FLIP SHIT. Shit Bricks. Shit's going to hit the fan. Colt's Dead. I'm Dead if I don't say anything.
"No." I said growling at Colt.
"No, I'm kidding we just took her in," He replied.
"That's better," I told him.
"So… They took you in? How old are you?" John asked me.
"Sixteen," I said to him.
"I'm not on RAW tonight let's go shopping!" AJ skipped up to our table.
"My life has gotten way more random then it used to be," I statted.
"Pleaase!" She pulled on my arm.
"I have clothes," I told her.
"They are all Grey and Gross. Let me buy you pretty stuff!" She told me.
"Thanks," I mumbled.
She stuck her bottom lip out.
"I don't have money," I shrugged.
"I do please please!" She said begging like a puppy dog.
"Go, before she rips your arms off," Colt told me.
We stood in "Le Chateau" looking at dresses.
"Try this on," She handed me a dress, Kelly had joined us I really liked her.. she insisted I buy several glittery items.
"April…" I sighed looking at the tight fitting red and black lack dress.
"Do it!" She shoved it at me as I entered the change room.
I shall name it the dress from hell.
I put it on and put my hair in a bun at the top of my head.
"You look Beautiful!" The two women said together.
I looked in the mirror, the dress fit me perfectly everywhere.
"Where am I going to wear this?" I asked them.
"To some sort of event a girl needs atleast one dress in her closet THIS hunny is your dress," Kelly told me.
"Fine," I sighed, no point in putting up a fight.
After that store, we went a bought a few bathing suits then she forced me into Victoria Secret.
That was Hell in 50ft store.
We finally went to a normal store gathering normal clothes.
When we were done, we each had three bags for each of us.
Aj had bought a bunch of things from Victoria secret for herself… I didn't even want to know.
"This actually doesn't look that bad," I said to myself as I looked in Phil's locker room mirror in one of my new outfits. It was Black skinny jeans, itchy lace panties, a black bra and a black and yellow shirt, layerd with a black guitar sweater. I also wore black high heels, I loved it.
April thank you so much!
-Haelah
I texted her a picture of my amazing outfit.
"You look cute!" Punk came in he was all sweaty and gross.
"Thank you, did you just finish a match?" I asked him.
"Of course, I won by the way," He said winking and tossing his title on the couch.
"Where's Colt?" I asked him.
"He's with Hunter talking about some shit, Sis called Waffles is doing good," He told me.
"That's good!" I said, and Phil went to the bathroom to change.
We went back to the hotel and I fell asleep quickly.
I walked through the Arena by myself, Colt said as long as I was back before the show started.
"Ohpe," I said when someone bumped into me.
"Sorry," I tall man in a bright pink T-Shirt said to me.
"No problem." I blushed, he was EXTREMELY cute.
"I've never seen you around before who are you?" He asked me curiously, putting his hand through his blonde hair.
"Haelah," I smiled up at him, fixing my sweater.
"Cute Name, I'm Dolph," He said shaking my hand, I blushed deeper red.
"Jesus, Ya Know if you stayed near my locker room I wouldn't have to walk so far to find you," I heard Phil come up from behind me.
"Sorry," I mumbled turning around. He was glaring at the man behind me.
"Your Kid Phil?" Dolph sneered… He was way meaner in those past 5 seconds then he was when he bumped into me 1 minute ago.
"No, well kind of I'm responsible for her, leave her alone," He growled, I was literally caught in the middle of two grown men.
"it's okay she's a girl from your family must be a tramp," He laughed.
I turned around a punched him in the face.
I looked at him, I looked at Phil who was shocked and I stormed off. I was on my way to Phil's locker room not willing to put up with that Bull shit.