Age Ain't Nothin But A Number~Roman Reigns~

Chapter 14- Problems

I skipped back stage and jumped on Naomi hugging her. I actually won my first official match. I squeezed her tight and she laughed. I laughed and jumped down

"Congratulations girl!" She said. I smiled. "Thanks. It means a lot." I replied as we walked to further backstage to catering. Gosh damn it I was starving.

I ran to the table. "Wait Adrian some guy wa-"

I ran smack into somebody and fell my bum. He held his hand out wich I grabbed and he helped out.

"I'm sorry for being careless. I'll watch out ne-" I stopped talking and squinted my eyes at this man. (Picture in the media section. I suggest you go lock at it. Lol.)

"Papa?" I asked. My voice got a little small. And he smiled showing his dimplez. We resembled so much but the twins came out exactly like him.

He stood at 6'4 and 41 years old, but his face didn't change. I would always remember him. I smiled but it suddenly faded.

"Baby girl." He chuckled and pulled me to his chest. I pulled away fast and saw a sad look on his face.

"Oh mi bebé. Mira cuánto ha crecido. Te extraño tanto." He muttered

(Translation: Oh my baby. Look at how much you have grown. I miss you so much.)

"Well you wouldn't need to miss me so much if you didn't leave!" I said raising my voice. He opens his mouth to talk but I cut him off.

"Why are you here?" I asked him crossing my arms.

"I wanted to see you. I miss you so much

Wha I did was so wrong and I wish I could take it all back!" He said sincerely. He was raising his voice too which ticked me off a little.

"No! Your here because I finally became something. You never wanted a daughter that was bullied or a wife you claim cheated on yo and you know dang well she didn't. You would always tell me that I was stupid and making up a whole bunch of lies when I came home with marks and bruises. Do you know how I felt? Then your back here talking about 'you miss me'!" I yelled wiping my face.

"Sé que estás molesto Adrian! Pero eso le da ningún derecho a hablarme así. Todavía soy tu padre!" He yelled back.

Translation: I know you are upset Adrian! But that gives you no right to talk to me like this. I'm still your father!

I rubbed my eyes that were beginning to tear up. I don't want him to see me loke this. Be strong Adrian. I told my self. I felt a hand on my shoulder and Looked up seeing Roman. He gave me a hug.

"I think you've over welcomed your stay. Please leave sir." Roman said. Dad squinted his eyes at Roman.

"Who the hell are you to tell me to leave?" He asked. As if on Cue Tripple H walked over with security.

"I'm going to ask you to leave sir." He said.

Dad looked at me. "If you haven't noticed, I'm talking to my daughter." Dad says almost looking his temper.

" Papá acaba de salir." I sighed and dad looked at me wide eyed.

Translation: Dad Just leave.

I walked away with Roman by my side

"Bebe-" Dad tried saying but stopped.

Roman walked into his locker room and shut the door. I stood there quietly trying to remeber the conversations we had.

"Babe. It's alright. He's your dad though. You have to forgive him sometime." Roman said and hugged me. He kissed the top of my head and I layed my head on his chest.

Did dad really mean what he said about seeing me or did he just want to see what so became?