Good Luck, Kid. (HBK) {Watty's 2019)

94. Talks With Vince

I laid on my side lookin out the window at the Texas town, back to San Antonio. I sighed as the hotel tv played MTV, I stretched my arms and decided to stand up from the bed. I changed clothes and grabbed my small purse that I swung over my head.

Alright. Go get coffee and come back.

I nodded at my thought and walked out the door, I locked it behind me and made my towarss rhe elevator, I rode down and when the doors open I found myself staring at a familiar face.

He gave me a half smile and I sighed as I stepped out of the elevator "What do you want, Mr. McMahon? I'm busy" I lied as I started for the hotel doors, but he followed eight behind me.

"Look, Adrienne. I know we havent gotten along. But I want to try and make things right" he said, holding out a large cup of coffee towards me which made me raise a eyebrow.

"What? Did you poison it? Put some kind of knock out drug in it?"

"Adrienne-" he sighed and shook his head "Please take a walk with me." I stared at him for a moment, and thought it was kind of funny.

When Vince first started his shit when I came to WWF I thought he hated me, but apparently he knew the secret that nobody ever bothered to tell me. Was he angry because his daughter wanted to wrestle? Was it because he never got to know me? Or ...was it because he didnt want to see me hurt?

I shook my head and sent him a look.

"Fine. Just be known that if anything happens, Mark will come for me and bring Kevin." He just shrugged at the threat as he startrd to walk out the doors. I looied back behund me and saw Scott standing there watching.

I sent hima  nod and he nodded back.

I guess you cna that for the past couple fo weeks, me and Scott have gotten almost as close as me and Kevin or me and Mark. He knew what all of my hand gestures meant so far. A nod means 'you know where to find me.'

As me and Vince started out the door and walked down the side walk, it was quiet. I guess I knew this was gonna be one hell of a time.

Daddy/daughter bonding. Silent yet we knew what the other was thinking.

----Third Person POV----

"So, she is with Vincey heading to the gym?" Kevin questioned Scott as they sat in a restaurant ordering breakfast, Mark, Hunter, Kid, and Shawn sat with them. Mark was wanting to know where Adri had went,

Scott nodded "Yeah. Saw them heading out the doors and she gave me q nod" he told them as a waitress laid drinks down in front of them. Mark was scowling at this, he didnt trust Vince. Especially when it came to Adri and after how Shane had done.

Shawn leaned back in his chair and looked up at the ceiling, Kevin noticed this and frowned.

"Whats on your mind? The thoughts of being a free man again?" Thsi made them laugh, Shawn just glared around the table and they shut their mouths. Mark was smirking as he sipped hsi drink.

"I'm worried about her." It came out as a whisper catching the guys attention, Shawn frowned and shook his head "She ... I dont know what it is but something has been off. I know her dad died, I understand she had just found out Vince is her fatger but ...somethin is wrong with Adri" he told them before sitting up straight I his chair.

Mark nodded "I can feel it too. She has been so distant here lately that it is worrying me" he told the guys and crossed his arms "I thought for sure that if we all ganged up on her she would tell us. But no, Bret had to run his damn mouth."

A chair squeaked beside Kevin and a laugh came "Thats one of the things Bret is good at. Pissing off our little girl" Owen said as Bret stood behind him, glaring at the back of his head.

Shawn shook his head "When her and Bam Bam lost to Bart and Billy, I tought she was going ti go ona  rampage through the arena. That isnt like her" he said and stood up from his chair.

"Sit your ass back down, Michaels. Adri is just going to be even angrier if you go up to her asking what the problem is" Kevin warned. Shawn sent him a glare.

"Im not asking. I'm demanding."

And with that, he oeft the resturaunt making Scott sigh and runa  hand down his face.

"I hope you have a casket for Shawn, Mark. After Adri gets through with him it wont be good."

Mark chuckled darkly "I have had one for him since Adri first spoke with him."

-------Adri-----

We sat at a small picnic table we had found ina  prk, it was quiet for a moment. Then Vince asked a question.

"What is wrong with you?"

I raised a eyebrow "Excuse me?"

He shook his head "Jus months ago, youbwere happy and smiling ..wrestling even what all Hsane put you through. Now ... Its like you dont even care aout it" he said crossing his arms, my hands wrapped aeound the small cup in my hands "Is it because of me?"

I looked up at him and sighed "Honest, Vince, that is not my problem" I told hima nd took asip of my coffee.

"Thank what is it? Shawn? Your fathers death? The fact that you and Baby Bam lost?"

I snorted laugh, no matter hwo unlady like it seemed, and rolled y head to the side.

"I think I want to oeave WWF."

He frowned "What?"

"Yeah. I think our were right ... I'm not ready for the fact or matches" I said as I looked down at me knee.

Vince just stared at me for a momnt and shpok his uead "You have fought to stay. Adri, I have a contract waitingfor you in my office as we speak. It was what I was wanting to take bout" he spoke as he scratched te back of hs neck.

I almost choked on my coffee before slamming it down onto the tale and glaringat him. "What did you just say?" I asked, hoping I had heard him wrong.

He nodded "Its why i wanted to speak with you. I have reveiwed your fights and you have ... A lot of spirit yet potential uere with us. I was too blind by anger to see that. You have really opened my eyes to see that you have a certain ...spark."

Our eyes met, we didnt break eye contact for a while as AI tried to see if he was serious or not.

Apparently, he was.

I frowned as I looked at him "Didnt you just hear me say I want to leae? Why are you offerin that now when months ago you wanted me gone?" I questioned.

He looked ashamed "I didnt want you wrestlin with s because of you bein ...her and mine" he said it so I could figure it out and soon his head "I was bein selfish I guess. Im sorry. I really want you to stay" he rold me.

My head was racin as I thought this over. I shook my head "Vince-"

He held his hands up "Just think about it ... I promise  can be better at a boss and ... As a dad" he said and held his hand out for me to shake "Promise you will think about staying, I understand."

Here I was ina  situation. Five months later like the deal and I was being offered a contract. Yet, I was wantin to leave. How could I figure out which route is best for me?

I guess ...

I slowoy put my hand in his and a firm shake was held.

"I won't stop you if you stay. Iwont hold you back if you go."

"You better not."

(Di0un. Dun. Dun. Will she stop ir will she go? What do you think?"