CHAPTER ONE |

( you are not my daughter anymore ! )

I rubbed my neck in pain, still feeling the effects of last nights match against Natalya.
I was a hard fought match. I respect Natalya but sadly all her respect for me, was lost ever since my father started helping me win my matches.

Oh the infamous Ric Flair, the dirtiest player in the book, is now expecting the same for me.
For I to turn out exactly like him.

I don't want to be nothing like him.

For awhile now I have been wanting to be on my own. Fight my own battles without my father holding onto Sasha Banks leg or something to help me win a title.
I don't want live another legacy,
I want to live my own.

This title is probably the most important thing to me, besides my little brother. I dreamt about being the WWE woman's champion, ever since I was a little girl. My story doesn't really touch other's like Sasha since I'm a heel.

There's perks about being born into this business, but being Ric Flair's daughter sucked. Don't get me wromg, I love my father. I really do. I just don't like to be told how to act. Having someone cheat for me. Having someone kiss the feet that a McMahon walks on just for me to have a match.

Last night I wanted to prove something to other's. My mission is to prove to everyone that I can put on incredible matches and I can be on top. That mission
fails every time my father is in that ring with me.

I put all my hair to the side and take a deep breath. I have been thinking this over alot. What I'm gonna do could be a mistake. Or it can not. There is no telling how this is going to be played out.

There was a knock on the door. I got up and opened the door, reveling my father.

"Charlotte honey! How are you?" He asked touching my shoulders.

I smile at the proud man. Sometimes my father could be really caring towards me. "I'm good dad, how are you?" But that caring man dissappear right as soon as you see him.

"Well I will be over joyed as soon as we show the WWE universe just how great we are." My smile fades.

"Right."

"Now Char, put you're pretty little smile on you're face and let's go out to the ring." He laces his arm with mine and we walk towards the gorilla.

I have always been able to fake my emotions. I was quite good at it. It was simple as putting on a mask. I was faking not being nervous and scared. I wanted so desperately to pee my pants,run off and hide.

I am strong. But when it comes to my father, I am weak. My walls of confidence just get knocked down by him.

"Make way for the queen of wwe!" My father exclaimed cheerfully at every superstar that we past. They would give me annoyed looks or they would just roll their eyes.

Everyone thinks I'm stuck up and don't care about anyone about myself. I hear them talk bad about my father and I. I usually leave before I freak out on them. That will all change.

"Hurry up and play my daughter's music boys." The nature boy says demanding at the tech guys.

I stroke the red and white title that is on my waist. It was a habit of mine. I stroke my championship whenever I'm unsure of things.

Finally my music rings through out the arena. I take a deep breath and walk out with my usual confident smile. The crowd boos at us, but my father doesn't seem to care. I politely hold the ropes open for him.

My father hands me a mic. "Show them who exactly runs this division."

You can always back out.

No way. I need to do this. I can't keep living like this.

I'm just saying you can always back out. It's not too late.

We'll see.

My father takes the mic softly out of my hands. "I just need to say this honey; I am so proud of what we hand accomplish this year. We have been on top of the mountain. You Charlotte are the true definition of woman empowerment. You have manage to keep my legacy alive, and I couldn't thank you enough."

I have made up my mind.

He puts the mic back into my hands. I stay looking down at my black boots. I was tired. I didn't want to keep alive his legacy anymore.

"Dad." I said. I paused not really knowing what to say. "You have always been my biggest inspiration. You have taught me so much." Well here goes nothing. "Christmases, Brithdays, so many important things in my life that you were never here for. Mom would always tell me that daddy was always in my heart. But she was wrong. Dad, you have never been with me. You never stood by me and support me. Ever since you joined me on the main roster, you just bought trouble. Here's the thing, you're legacy died along time ago. I am tired of this person you made me become. I am not this person. I don't want to be this person anymore. So I am asking you as you're daughter, it's time for you to stand aside and let me have my own legacy."

My father stand there emotionless. My father was never emotionless. He always had something to say or some look on his face, but any moment i knew he would brust oug in tears.The crowd was chanting Yes! Yes! Yes! For once they were on my side.

It seemed like I was wrong about him bursting out into tear, because instead he let out a harsh laugh. He grabbed the mic out of my hand."So this is the way you are gonna repay me."

"What do you mean?"

"Charlotte don't you get it? You would be nothing without me. If you think you're really a good wrestler, you are wrong honey. I had to beg to get you a match. The only reason you ever won championships is because of me. You are no one without me."

"Yes I am!" I exclaimed at him.

"You are a weak person. No one tunes into to raw for you, they tune in for me. No one likes you Charlotte. If you say every superstar in that locker room doesn't like you because of me, you are surely mistaken. You are nothing! Do you hear me?"

Tears sting my eyes. I promised myself earlier that I wouldn't cry. I hated crying in front of people.

Unexpectedly, a superstars music cuts through the arena. I look at the ramp confused on why a certain man is walking our way. I was one of the tallest woman here but I stood nothing compared to him. His presence brought some type of mood. Like I was safe.

He brought a mic to his lips, "Ric I understand where you are coming from. I have a own daughter of my own. I get it. But it is not Charlotte's fault for the way she feels. So with all due respect, I think you should obey her wishes."

"I don't know who the hell you are thinking you can barge into this, but leave this alone or else I'll ruin you Roman Regins. As for you Charlotte, you are not my daughter anymore. From here on out I am going to make you're career a living hell. Watch out. You will crash and burn." Ric drops the mic and walks out of the ring leaving me with Roman.

Roman tries to tell me something but I turn around and exit the ring with a single tear falling out of my eye.

From here on out, I have no father anymore.