After Friday night, I hadn't got much sleep. Gregory noticed. "Qu'est-ce qui se passe, Sweetz? (What's going on, Sweetz?)" He asks as we were backstage. "Aaron." I said. Gregory looked at me. "That bastard is here? Where?" He asked. "I don't know, but he threatened my daughter." I said. "Give me a second." He said, pulling a crew member aside. "I need you to find HHH. Now." He said. The crew member nodded and ran off. "Fergal has Irelynn, right?" He asked. "No. His parents do." I said. Gregory nods and then runs off down the hall. Celeste looks at me. "Honey, I pray for your safety." She said. "Thank you." I said. Fergal came running with Colby, Joe, and Gregory. "Anymore messages from him?" Fergal asked. I shook my head. "Sweetheart, what's going on?" My dad asks. "Aaron." Ashton said, walking up to us. "Where is he?" "In the crowd somewhere. He is here. I got this." He said.
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
She's a precious girl. Keep her close.
"Is he fucking serious? Now he's threatening Hailey?" Gregory asked. Matthias shook his head and handed Travis his phone.
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
Mantenla cerca o podría desaparecer
"¡Oh diablos, no! Él no está amenazando a mis sobrinas. Su culo es mío. (Oh hell, no! He is not threatening my nieces. His ass is mine.)" Travis yelled. "He's hitting us where it hurts, but don't worry. Thomas has it covered." Gregory said. I smile. "Thank you." After everyone was ready, it was time for Wrestlemania to start. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled.
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
