On the Edge and In his Head (*Preview* - *Coming Soon*)

*Preview - 1*

-->Having a kajillion stories published all at once, confuses my pretty little brain, so.. it's a preview to keep you wanting more.. :)

Thought that those stock photos of that girl on the right, would look a lot like Randy Orton's daughter, Alanna if she was older, so.. yeah, I just.. yeah.

Alanna 

"Now, you know I can't take you to Europe with me next month, Alanna.."

"But dad, I--"

"No, you have to stay home with your mom."

"But I wanna stay with you," I said, holding his hand.

Randy Orton (my father) smiled at me and knelt down so I was the one towering over him. 

"I love you very much.. and I wish I could take you with me, but.. I don't think I'll have a chance to spend any time with you."

"Yes you will. You're not gonna wrestle all day, are you?" 

He laughed. "No, Alanna. But I'll have interviews, autograph signings.. things like that. I don't want to bring you along someplace where I can barely keep an eye on you. The best place for you to be is here with your mother."

Tears welled up in my eyes and he wrinkled his forehead. "Aw, c'mon don't cry..."

... My bottom lip started shaking and I closed my eyes, the tears starting to fall down my cheek..

"Alanna, please, stop crying.. okay?" But I didn't and he pulled me into a hug.

"..Shh..Shh.."

"You hate me, that's why you don't want me to come.." I cried.

"No, I don't hate you, Alanna.. don't ever say that.."

"Then take me with you.."

"..I--" He looked up at my mom, Samantha, who smiled and nodded..

".. Okay.. alright.. I'll take you."

I eased off of him, surprised. "Really? I can go to Europe with you?"

He sighed and ran his hand through my hair. "Yes. You can come."

"YESS!!! THANK YOU, THANK YOU!!" I jumped on him so hard, we tumbled to the ground. I squeezed his neck, making him talk funny. "Eh..Eh-kay, Alaana.. thatst ethuf."

"Oh, sorry.." Then I turned around and gave my mom a huge hug. "I love you mom."

"I love you too, sweetie." And I could feel her smiling over my shoulder at my Dad.