Summary: Dear Dad, I'm sorry that I'm not perfect and I can't always do what you want. You may not forgive me with what I am about to say...but, I'm pregnant...with Randy's baby...
Disclaimer: I do not own the WWE or Randy or any other wrestler for that matter. I just own Andrea Castille, the dad, Richard Castille, and some other not-WWE-related characters. If I mention people like (i.e.) Jericho's wife and he doesn't have one, (I dunno if he does, but this is just an example) then I own the character. If he does, and I mention her, then I DO NOT own her. If he does have one, but I changed the name and stuff, it's either I got the name wrong or I simply wanted to create a new spouse...for the FAN FICTION...okei? Ü That's nice Ü You get what I mean, right? Well, it all depends on the disclaimer...Ü
I'm sorry that I'm not perfect and I can't always do what you want. I know you wanted me to continue studying after college, but I'm sorry, that isn't what I wanted. And what's the use of doing something I don't have any interest in? You know that all I want is for you to be happy, but that's what I've been trying to accomplish my whole life. And if you're not satisfied with that, then I think it's best if we both went our separate ways.
Ever since mom died, thing's changed. Sure, i finished my studies, I finished college and everything. But I don't want to go any further because I want to fulfill my dreams too. I want to do something else. I don't want to become a lawyer, or a doctor, or even a psychiatrist. I want travel the world. I want to discover new things and meet new people.
And speaking of new people, I know that you still have not approved Randy. In fact, you haven't approved any of my past boyfriends. But Randy's definitely the one I've been looking for. He's everything a girl could dream for. And he's actually ready to commit himself. To tell you the truth, what he does on television is not at all real. He's just acting. And no, he is not acting around me. In fact, he is very sweet, supportive and probably my backbone. I know you don't want him with me, but I do. It's my decision, daddy, I have to make my own already. Frankly, I've never felt so loved before. It's like I've been blessed. Because he's always been there for me, as an older brother and as a best friend. That's when we decided to take it to a whole new level.
See, all my life, I've grown towards an unfamiliar path. A path that does not have much free will. I mean, I obeyed everything you said, I did everything you told me to and I liked what you wanted me to like. But you know that that won't last forever. Sure, I'll always be your little girl, but I have to grow up sometime. I have to make my own decissions and I have to be independent too. And I think that that time has already come.
It's time for me to make my own decisions and learn from my own mistakes, not those of others. There's so much more I need to learn and life won't give me that much time to learn it. I only have so much time. So please forgive me if I hurt you in anyway during the past until now.
As a father, I hope you will understand what I want in life and what I want to accomplish.
You may not forgive me with what I am about to say...but, I'm pregnant...with Randy's baby...
I love him and he loves me. He won't let anything happen to me, and I hope you understand.
I don't understand. Now I'm asking myself all these questions. Did I raise you properly? Did I do a good job? Am I doing what a father should?
I'm terribly sorry if I pushed you too hard. If I hurt you by not listening to you. And if I didn't act like a real father should.
I should've given you your space. And I agree, you do deserve your own space. And it's also about time that you made your own decisions, without me. I've been a terrible father and I really can't find a way whereas I can repay you. You've been so patient and you've been so understanding and obedient. There's only so much I can do for you.
I forgive you, I really do. Tell Randy that he has my blessing if you both want to take a step further. I am very sorry for not being the dad you could always run to. I know I have always been too overprotective and that you only have so little time left to enjoy life on your own, without me.
Please forgive me, Andrea. I didn't mean to hurt you this way.
As a father, I should've been more understanding and I should've shown you my affection through letting you have your space, not invading it.
If I could just go back in time and undo everything and be a better father, I would. I'm sorry, Andrea.
It's just that when your mother left, I didn't want to let you go. It would be too hard to. But I guess your mother said I have to...sometime...I can't keep you forever. I mean, when your mother left us, it was partially my fault. I let her go out with her friends, which resulted to a horrid and fatal car crash. And that was because I let her go.
I know she's watching over you right now, and guiding you to all the right paths, even though I am not there with you right now, I hope know how I feel about this and I am terribly sorry. Please forgive me.
Three weeks later, Andrea and Randy arrived back home to St. Louis when Randy was finally given the week off.
"Randy, honey, do I look fat?" Andrea asked as she examined herself in the mirror of their bedroom.
"Uh..." Randy trailed off as he came out of the bathroom with his polo fully undone.
"Randy!" Andrea said as she damanded an answer from him
"Alright...fine." he gave up as he knelt down in front of her and put his ear on her stomach and pointed at it, "But it's all her fault." Randy said as
he recieved a pillow to the face from Andrea
"Randy!" Andrea said as she placed her hands on her hips
"What! I was being honest!" Randy stood up as he started caressing Andrea's tummy.
"Well, that's one point for you..." Andrea trailed off as Randy started getting closer as he licked his lips
"Excuse me, ma'am Castille," their house keeper said as she entered the room holding one envelope and a newspaper
"Yes, Irma?" Andrea said as he walked carefully to the house keeper and took the envelope that Irma was holding out for her
"That is from your father. He sent it last, last, last week. He said it is being for you. And that it is being very important." their foreign house
keeper tried to say in perfect English.
"What does it say?" Randy asked as he looked over Andrea's shoulder
After reading the letter, Andrea wanted to jump, but has to restrain herself due to the baby inside her tummy.
"Randy! You have his blessing!" Andrea said excitedly as she hugged him, "Sweetie, don't get too excited, you might forget about the baby."
Andrea said as Randy let go carefully.
"Ma'am, I am afraid that this also followed after that letter your father be giving you." Irma said as she handed the newspaper to Andrea
The article read:
WELL LOVED CHURCH PASTOR DIED IN PLANE CRASH TO ST. LOUIS, MI
The well-known church Pastor, greatly loved by the people in Springfield, Virginia, Rev. Richard Castille, has died in a plane crash to St. Louis,
Missouri last week to visit his daughter, Andrea Castille. In an interview with his fellow church Pastor, Rev. Greggory Miate, he says that Rev.
Castille had to mend his relationship with his daughter, Andrea, who is now living in St. Louis. "He loved Andrea, dearly, and only wanted the
best for her, but had some difficulty when it came to their lack of communication with each other," Rev. Miate stated, "Andrea also loved her
father very much, and had the best intentions for him."
According to Rev. Miate, Rev. Castille was on his way to St. Louis to personally give his blessing to Andrea's boyfriend, WWE Superstar, Randy
Until today, officials are still finding it hard to locate the reverend's body. Since the plain crashed in an open field, but the body must've landed
As Andrea finished reading the article, she fainted into Randy's arms as Irma helped too. If Andrea wasn't caught, then she would've lost more
than just her father.
End of Prologue