I'm Back (Phil/Lucky)

"I wouldn't have done anything but you were disrespecting my friend and I'm trying to get you to grow the fuck up." Macy said. "But whatever, you're done."

"Stop it, okay? I may not be happy, but I'm alive. Stop being mad at me, I make a few mistakes and the world turns on me. You can't blame for not wanting to be in such a hostile place."

"But you don't want to be right? You believe no one wants you alive right?" Macy asked.

"Well you sure as hell don't. My parents could care less because they've shunned me. Wade pretends that I never meant anything to him."

"Do you know what it's like be disowned at the age of 15? I live on the damn streets girl! My parents want NOTHING to do with my kids! You are not the only one who suffers! Do you have to take medication? Did you go to jail? Are you on damn parole?"

"Don't yell at me because I suffered less. Heath used to beat me up, I couldn't do anything about it, I was 17 when I was pregnant with his baby but I miscarried because he was hitting me. I couldn't speak any English until I was 10, and couldn't read until I was almost 16. I hated America so much, I just wanted to go back to Europe." Lucky said

"I'm Columbian bitch! Didn't come here until I was 9 either. I had to sell my body to survive on the streets of the ghettos of Norrh Carolina. I still have my damn accent chick! You think you've got it tough? Scars, lost my virginity at 12, lost in this world at a young age! At least you could get out, I couldn't!"

"I obviously still can't get out." Lucky said, "At least you see your kids more than once a month. At least mike is still willing to he a part of your life. So stop yelling, because I'm not, it's pointless."

Macy shook her head. "I got everything out, when I get back in the ring I'll se you."

"Whatever." She walked into the hallway and sat on a crate.

Lula stared at Macy. "I should have stayed with Matt."

Lucky stared at a wall, contemplating, until some walked through her path of vision.

"...What are you doing?" Kaitlyn asked.

"Thinking." she muttered

"Oh...that's cool. I guess?"

Lucky rolled her eyes, "What were you doing with Wade?" she asked softly

"AJ and I help him with the kids. He can't go everyday with those kids."

"If he can't handle them, he should give them to me."

"He's worried about them, believe it or not."

"Why would he worry about them?" Lucky asked

"He told me that he wasn't sure what you would do with your lifestyle."

Lucky sighed, "What did he think I'd do?"

"Well you're young, you drink a lot, you sleep around, you have erm...issues at the moment."

"Yet he trusted me with them when we were together. I don't understand that man."

"I don't know everything, he likes to keep to himself."