The Sweetest Girl
By: Madame Reject
Disclaimer: I own Kayla Jade.
Rated: M (for adult language, some content and violence)
Genre: Family/Angst/Friendship/Fluff/Romance
Type: Wrestling
Pairings: Edge/Lita, Cena/Massaro, etc.
Summary: After seeing the killing of a young, Los Angeles mother, Adam Copeland's life will be changed forever. But the thing is, she left him her kid. Now he must make a choice; take care of the child, or send it off to some group home. But something in him just can't resist those big blue eyes.
Chapter One: A Sad Miracle
A/N: This was based off of a dream I had last night (02/12/08). It was really interesting, so I decided to make it into a story.
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2003 - Los Angeles, California
Through the life of the Canadian wrestling superstar, there's been so much crazy things he's been in and experianced. He never imagined himself in a prediciment such as this. One that put's him in an uncomfortable position. The spotlight now shines on him, and he has to learn to take life by the horns, no matter how hard it might be.
Entering in the California city, Adam Copeland scrunched up his nose at the very sight of the scenery passing him. "Ugh, I hate this place."
"I know, me too. It's so revolting." his girlfriend, Amy Dumas agreed. "Los Angeles has to be one of the most nastiest cities I've ever been to. But just think, we only have to stay here one night."
The two of them were driving down the roads, searching for a hotel to reside at for the night. For the longest time, they had been travelling with no end. And it didn't seem to get any better. Staying in Los Angeles wasn't exactly the most fun thing in the world; and they had a house show to do at an arena. The both of them wanted to just get it over with.
It was getting close to becoming night. Evening was passing over. The sky was a deep, dark orange with some purpleish-black clouds scattering in the sky.
"Yeah, well, one night'll feel like forever. " he rolled his eyes, complaining.
"That's true." Amy replied. "Hey, can we stop real quick? I'm really hungry. What about you?"
Adam didn't want to waste any time, but he was craving some food. "Yeah, I am. What'd you have in mind?"
"McDonalds any good?" she suggested.
"Alright, but hey, I need to go to WalMart real quick." he informed her. "I wanna get a few supplies for the road."
Amy sent a small smile his way. "That's okay, baby. Just drop me off there and I'll wait for you afterwards."
Adam wasn't sure if that was such a good idea. "Are you sure?"
"It's fine, don't worry about it." she said, waving it off. "But how long do you think you'll be?"
"Not too long." he responded. "Probably like five, ten minutes tops."
"Okay, that's perfect." she nodded.
"Are you absolutely sure? I don't wanna leave you out there." Adam checked, slightly concerned.
The red-head laughed. "Adam, it's cool. Chill, will ya? It's no like you're dropping me off on the side of a highway or something."
"Okay.Okay.Okay..." he gave up, chuckling.
And while Amy was ordering lunch a few blocks away, the blonde pulled his rental car into the parking lot of a local WalMart. Classic rock music was playing from the radio, sounding outside the car. He drove his car into a parking space, then got out and started heading to the store.
'We don't need a lotta shit, do we? Nah. We only need like a couple bags of chips and whatever and some drinks and we'll be good to go.' Adam thought to himself.
He decided not to grab a cart. He was just going to get his things, and then leave as quickly as possible. Adam wanted to hurry before any fans noticed him. Luckily for him, when he went in, he realized that there wasn't too many people in there. It wasn't deserted, but it wasn't packed.
As a couple of minutes passed, Adam got the soda, and some sweets, and then walked into the snack aisle. He searched through the different varites of chips. He was looking for two flavors; one for himself, and one for Amy. But as he was going through them all, he noticed a figure in the next aisle.
He blinked slightly. Something about this person didn't seem right.
It was a woman. She looked battered and slightly dirty. She was sweating from the forehead. Her thick, brown hair was sticking to her skin, because of it. Her heavy, black make-up was running slightly. She looked terrified out of her mind; like something was coming after her. The woman was also holding a small child in her arms. Adam guessed that she was about five or six years old. Though the little girl seemed clueless to whatever was going on with her mother. Then again, the mother was whispering some things like 'It's okay' and other words.
Adam didn't know what to do. Should he help her, or leave her alone? Though it was none of his business, and assisting her would just take up more time. He needed just to focus on leaving, picking up Amy, and then heading on to the house show. Plus, Vince would have his ass if he came late to work.
To his fortune, the lady left. She must have gotten everything figured out. Or that's what it looked like to Adam. He went back on his business and retreived the food that he needed.
The young mother walked out of the store with her child still in her arms. She needed to get away, but she where could she run off to? She was a wanted woman. Not by the law. But by him.
The automatic doors opened up and she walked out into the open. But it wasn't safe for her still. There, standing by the kiddy ride machines, was a group of men in dark, leather clothing.
"Hey bitch, there you are."
The mother shot her head, scared, in the direction of the voice. She saw the men and took off running. She screamed for help, but no one came after her. She managed to get a head start from them, so she placed her daughter down on the ground and told her to run away as fast as she could. The child didn't move, the mother kept on yelling 'Go! GO! Get away from here!' The girl, then understood and ran away for safety. One of the men was about to go after her, when he was commanded by another one in the group to stay put.
The little girl found her peace by opening one of the doors of the parked cars. She climbed inside and hid herself down by the floor in the back seat.
Adam managed to get all the things that he needed. He was approaching one of the cashiers, when he saw some of the people grouping around the front door.
"What the hell?" he said to himself.
They all looked interested in something that was happening outside. It had to be big if they were all crowding to be an auidence.
That's what Adam remembered something. Something big.
"Oh shit." he said, with wide eyes. He forgot to lock his car. Somebody must've broken in!
The blonde ran out to the doors and to the parking lot. He stopped in his tracks when he saw something horrible.
There was a body, bloodied, and plastered all over the street. People were freaking out because of it. A murder had just occured. Then Adam noticed something about that body. He stepped over by the people and tried to examine it at a closer view.
It was her.
The mother.
The one that was with her child, terrified and scared.
But where was the child?
Adam looked shocked and felt numb. Just a few seconds ago, she was alive and standing in his sight. He stood there in fear, his stomach curdled up and turned over. He felt sick. If he had just ended up helping her in the first place, may be she would still be alice and safe.
He had to get away. Adam left the scene. He sped-walked back to his car. Adam got in the front, started up the car and drove out of the parking lot. When he got to the main road, he only focused on getting Amy and going away .
Multiple thoughts zipped through the Superstar's mind. He just saw someone dead. One that he could've prevented from being that way. Guilt built fasly up in Adam's heart. He repeated to himself in his head that if helped her, she would've been alice. He felt ashamed. It felt like he had just killed that woman. Adam had never experianced something like that before in his life.
He made a sharp, right turn.
"Hey! Don't go so fast!" said a tiny, feminine voice.
He looked in the backseat. "What the hell?"
There she was.
The little girl.
"Wha-how'd you-"
Adam was cut off when he heard a deep, loud horn beeped. The blonde looked back at the road.
"Shit!!" he exclaimed.
He was a hair close to taking a semi-truck head on. But Adam managed to get out in time and swerved to the side. He escaped the traffic to the parking lot of a chinese resturant.
Adam took a breaht of relief as his car was stopped and he was all right. The he looked back again. Those big blue eyes stared back at him. She looked just like her mother.
"How'd you get in here?" he asked her.
"Mommy told me to run fast away." she said.
He put the pieces together. Someone was coming after her mother, so she sacrificed herself for her daughter.
"Where's your daddy? Do you have one?" he questioned her, lightly.
"Yes." she said, simply.
"Do you know where he is?"
The girl shrugged, unknowing and innocent. "I don't know."
Adam sighed, running his fingers through his long hair. He didn't know what to do. But may be Amy did.
"Hold on, okay?" he said to her. "I'm gonna fix this."
The rental car pulled up to the McDonalds. The red-head stood there by the curb. He drove the car near her so she could get in.
She saw him in the driver's seat and started approaching the car. She walked around and got into the passanger's seat.
"Hey." she greeted him. "What took ya?"
"There was a murder near WalMart..." he said.
Amy's happy expression quickly disappeared. "Holy shit, what happened?"
"I don't know, exactly. But I saw the chic in the store before it happened." Adam explained. "I felt like I could have avoided it. I saw her looked frightened and troubled and wanted to help, but I didn't. I feel horrible for it."
"Babe, don't beat yourself up for it. It's not your fault." she said.
"Yeah, but we got another issue." he replied.
"What?"
"The woman had a daughter and the kid managed to escape..." Adam told her. He pointed backwards. "...She hid in our car."
Amy turned her head to the back. She saw the little girl. "Oh my gosh... are you serious?"
"Yeah, what do we do?" he asked her.
"I don't know, what's her name?" Amy asked.
Adam shifted himself to her. "No clue (He looked at the younger female) What's your name, sweetie?"
"Kayla Jade."
"Should we take her to a group home, or something?" the red-head suggested.
"No way, we won't know where she'll end up. I don't wanna see her with some sick fuck." Adam refused. "And it's not like I can take care of her."
"Well, why not? If we're not going to give her to social services, what other choice is there?" Amy pointed out.
Adam sighed again. He had not idea what to do. He sighed a couple more times. All of this was so much pressure on him. He had to make a decision.
Amy put a comforting hand on his. "Adam, we can do this. We can take care of her, together. And if not, we'll try and find her a good home, that we think is right."
The male looked at his girlfriend. He knew it was the best way to go. "Okay... let's do it..."