A heiress is expected to always be as well-mannered as a princess. They are a reflection of the family and cannot in any mean do anything reckless. They are expected to dress their best without a single strand out of place as they do seemingly the impossible. Then they are expected, as if conjoining kingdoms, to find a nice rich man and marry him. The marriage will a sure they live like kings and queens and have beautiful princes and princesses to continue this tradition. And, any family that went against the norms was treated as unfortunate cases. Cases…as if it were something to cure. And the medicine they prescribed? More money of course!

And, maybe that's why Kaitlyn nearly lived in a house made of the greens. Because no matter how much her parents begged; she just wasn't the cookie cutter heiress. She didn't do the whole shtick that being a heiress comes with. Kaitlyn was into sports, video games and comics. She had two toned hair and a freaking fanny pack. So, with each "mistake" she made her parents preserved their precious name with money.

And what exactly are her parents doing with this money? Besides being walking real life examples of "mo' money mo' problems?" Well…Kaitlyn couldn't be too sure where it was going. And, frankly, she couldn't care less. Because of the wrinkled up dirty bills her parents were never home and when they were they were too busy telling her what she did wrong. Which, in their greedy eyes, is basically everything. In fact, she was sure her whole existence was one huge fuck up. Or a small one; since that's how she felt around them.

The only good thing going for her was the fact that summer was coming soon. Which meant her senior year of high school was coming to an end and maybe she'll be able to get out of here. Maybe…if her parents decided leaving the house was a right thing. Especially since, in Rich Land, all the heiresses are supposed to go to Wellington College. Which conveniently enough is smack in the middle of Money City.

But, that was the last place Kaitlyn wanted to go. Even if it is one of Florida's famous schools and is a highly prestigious school. Kaitlyn didn't really care for anything that had any rich person in it. They were all fake and looked like plastic Barbies and Kens and Kellys. She wanted to be around real people who don't walk around with fake smiles that satisfy nothing but the tacit rules. It was all bullshit that Kaitlyn was completely over.

If she wasn't ignorant enough to believe that maybe one day her parents will change; then she probably would've ran away a long time ago.

"Kaitlyn, dear!" A female voice called out to her. "Come down! Dinner's ready!"

"Alright Mom!" She called back; clicking furiously on her remote. She was knee deep into a heated online match with some guy called ShowOff269. Biting her lip she moved Chun Li around, hitting him with combos after combos.

"Kaitlyn!" Her mother called again.

"I'm coming!" She called back. ShowOff269 was putting up quite a fight with Ryu, but Kaitlyn knew exactly how to maneuver around this. The combos and moves were executed almost effortlessly. Kaitlyn knew this game like the back of her hand.

"Kaitlyn! Are you playing that god awful game again?" Her mother whined; her voice much closer. The hard sound of heels clicking on tiles moved closer and closer to Kaitlyn.

"Hold on, mom!" Chun Li was on a role but Ryu wasn't staying down. What if this asshole has a turbo controller? She thought to herself; oh she'd have to find this guy and kick his ass herself.

"Kaitlyn Bonin!" Her mother's voice boomed through the room. "Turn that off now!" Her heels clacked as she walked closer. Her mother was petite with blonde hair and a sense of style that fit every rich suburban mother.

"Alright mom, I almost got him." She waved with one hand, the small distraction working in his benefit. "Fuck…" She breathed out under her breath.

"How many times do I have to tell you? You aren't to be playing games all the time!" Her mother tut-tut-ted at her. She swiftly took the controller from Kaitlyn's hands.

"Mom!" She nearly yelled; watching as ShowOff269 attacked her character viciously. She watched with pure horror as Ryu hit Chun Li with his special instantly draining out her HP.

"No! You made me lose!" She yelled out as she pointed a hand out towards the screen. "Ugh, you made me lose to some guy called ShowOff269!"

"I told you dinner was ready." Her mother spoke firmly now. "I tell you time and time again that heiresses don't spend their times playing these childish games. They go out with their friends, enrich themselves with knowledge and act like princesses."

Kaitlyn rolled her eyes at that. Of course, the oh-so-familiar shtick that everyone seemed to live by.

"It's not a childish game it's what I like to do." Kaitlyn retorted. "And, has it ever occurred to you that I'm not some 'princess'? We aren't even royal mom!"

Kaitlyn's mom placed the controller on the TV stand as if it were something poisonous. "That can be fixed, sweetie. You just need more exposure to this way of life; deep down you're as princess-y as all the other girls."

There she went again. Speaking to Kaitlyn as if her personality was something that just wasn't 'fixed' yet. That her flaws were merely because she didn't know how things work when in fact she knew damn well. She knew how much friends she made that were exactly like they said they were and the ones who didn't. There were plenty of the ladder but, there were very few people who were actually her friends. Which she supposed was a good thing; the last thing she needed was more snobby rich kids to hang with. She had enough of that in her neighborhood.

"I'm too real for them, mom." Kaitlyn muttered as she walked behind her mother.

The ladies of the Bonin household walked into the dining room. It was long with a gorgeous table that could sit a huge family if they squeezed in together. Kaitlyn just saw it as a waste of space. There was barely ever any family in here anyways. But, she did have to admire the gold lining around the glass of the table.

"I found your daughter playing those…games again." Mrs. Bonin spoke; almost hissing the word out.

Mr. Bonin, a big man in a tight suit with his hair swept professionally to the side, smiled over at the pair. It was a smile of a business man talking to potential clients; not one of a father.

"I suppose buying her those games weren't a good idea, huh?" His booming voice filled the empty room.

"Can we not start this again?" Kaitlyn whined, sitting down at the table. "I would like to not point out my problems all the time, thanks."

"Who's pointing out problems, honey? Why must you be so pessimistic?" Mrs. Bonin sat next to her husband delicately, as if one move would shatter her.

"How was your day, dad?" Kaitlyn diverted her mother.

"Wonderful darling! Mr. McMahon spoke greatly of my work…" And with that started another boring dinner of her parents speaking of work. That's all they cared about. After all, work meant money and apparently to them and every other greedy person in this god awful town, money was much more important than family. After 30 minutes of meaningless conversation Kaitlyn placed her fork on the table.

"I'm done." Kaitlyn declared as she ate her last piece of chicken. If she was lucky ShowOff269 was still on and she could get a rematch.

"Done already? Don't you now eating that quickly can cause you to gain more weight?" Her mother complained. "You don't need anymore, Kaitie."

Kaitlyn looked at her mom with her mouth a gaped. "Mother!"

"What darling? I'm just saying you've been gaining a few…" Her mother looked her up and down.

"I'm leaving." Kaitlyn spoke, turning on her heels and stomping her way out of the dining room. These were the people that were supposed to love her? They don't know how to love their child. Not when she isn't the perfect vision.

"Sorry for being me…" Kaitlyn whispered to herself as she entered her room. She had lost her want to play any video games.

The girl crawled onto her bed and balled herself up. She desperately wanted to be gone; to be with a family that loved her for her and didn't expect such impossible standards for her. She wondered how it would be like. How it feels to have a family dinner full of laughter and ridiculous stories. To have one of those cheesy game nights or just talk to your parents about everything and know that they love you for you.

Do families like that go out together and actually do things they enjoy? She's seen some stuff like that before when she was out. They all looked so happy; so close and familiar. Maybe,in another life, if stuff like that existed, Kaitlyn and her parents were happy. They had Christmas full of family and mischief, dinners with little food fights and nights filled with heated games of monopoly.

She was honestly jealous of alternate universe her. She was lucky…but in this universe she was out of luck.

"Please God…" Kaitlyn muttered; occasionally turning to the lord when she really couldn't find a way. "Please just make this money disappear and let me have a family. That's all I want…a family."

A/N: I'm back with a-vengeance, homes! haha. No, but I couldn't wait to write another long fanfic which is a bad thing but this was an award to finishing my essays! haha. I really like the idea with this one and I had some help from QueenChelsieAmbrose coming up with this (which, fyi you should check out her work! She has a new fic that I felt inspired by.) I know exactly what I'm doing with this one and I hope you guys enjoy this!

Just to clarify this one is indeed Kaitlyn/Dean Ambrose. I wanted to do something different; and this one is different. This one might be longer then SHFMF but I'm not too sure; after all I can't tell the future, ya know? Anyways, this A/N is getting nowhere! haha. Just, please review? ^.^

PS: if I owe you a fanfic through request, don't worry I'll get those done!