Personal Narrative: My Hero's Journey

- 559 I knew Rebecca would cause a bit of mischief, but I never would have guess she would inform the media that my daughter and Trever were engaged or soon to be. She knew Aeryn was arriving with her boyfriend and would dare embarrass my daughter with the whole world watching. I did know some of things foolish she had planned, but I must admit I did not see the sneak attack at the car or leaving word at the door coming. I may have no other choice except to take things into my own hands, and not even Aeryn will be able to hold back a smile from blooming on her face when I do. For now, I needed to get things moving forward on my end. Unlike Rebecca, I know how to do things the right way and it was about time for her to receive a refresher.

“I’ll be right back,” said Pena, to Wendell and quickly, forcefully, and definitely as if she was marking her territory (which she was) planted a big wet one on his lips. “And, where do you think you are going,” hissed an angry voice at me. “You have yet to have fellowship with Trever.” “I’m off to the ladies room. He is more than welcome to come along. I had always wondered what else floats, mother.” “Stop behaving like a child or Trever will get the wrong impression that you are not interested in his attention.” “I am in a relationship, have a boyfriend, and his time is being monopolized by father, I can care less about his attention. If he wants someone to keep him company, you should ask someone with low standards. Lila, come along before my mother try to get you to settle for someone like Trever,” I spat as I began to leave the VVIP Room. I stopped, moved up to Josh, and kissed him again. I had hope he wouldn’t be a bad kisser, but I never knew… I kissed him again. Wow!
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Fadden was called away. Things were going to go downhill. I guess seeing his wife pushing people out of her way as she walked towards me was an obvious hint. Well, it wasn't as if I didn't expect to have a run in with the woman. After what she had tried to do with the media and blocking him from entering into the restaurant, he was almost surprised she hadn’t started shooting as of yet. “Are you enjoying your brief moment where you don't belong? I strongly suggest you leave this instant before you are shown the way out by force.” “I doubt I would make it out of the front door with you…” “Someone like you deserves the servants’ door and even that is too good for you. You are nothing but trash and should have never been allowed to walk through the door.” “No problem,” I said, with a smile. “Find someone to show me the way out and you can have a lovely evening. Oh, and please tell your daughter never to speak with me again.” “How dare you!” “I’m not the one who started this,” I snarled. “You don’t know me, and I think it would be best if you never do. Your husband promised me I would be left alone. You being here snapping at my butt and pushing some guy to date your daughter in my face isn't part of the deal. I didn't come here to be abused by you or