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Foretold Future	By : Redneckgirl Category: WWF/WWE > Het - Male/Female Views: 1639 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the celebrities of WWE/WWF. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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PROLOGUE

When I was five years old I remember my parents taking me, my brother Alex and my sister Sam to a carnival just outside of Whispering Pines. It was such a great day, ill never forget it. Alex carried me up on his shoulders because I was the smallest and couldn’t see anything from the ground, and when daddy took Sam to the shooting range game they had set up there to win her a teddy I remember mamma wanting to go to see the fortune teller over the other side of the main arena where clowns were soaking each other with sponges and hoses.

It must have been something about all that water, because mamma needed to go pee so we waited outside this little purple tent for her while she went to go find one of those portable toilets with the stinky blue chemicals. Ewww. Anyways, as we waited Alex said he’d go buy some cotton candy from the next stall down and just as he joined the back of the line the tent opened and this really old lady stood smiling at me.

‘You’re not lost are you honey?’ she said kindly to me.

‘No ma’am, my big brother is right there and my mom will be back soon, she wants you to tell her fortune’ I replied, shifting from one foot to another in that slightly awkward shy way kids do.

‘Well until she comes back how about I tell your fortune? We can leave the tent flap open so your brother can see where you are too’ she said in her comforting sounding voice, soft and whispery yet a little gravelly at the same time.

‘But I don’t have any money and the sign says ten dollars’ I replied, pointing at the blue and white sign outside of the tent on a stake in the ground.

‘This one’s on me little one, in you come’ she said, holding her heavily jewelled hand out for me to take and then gently lifting me onto the stool as she sat opposite me at a little table, lined with a purple cloth to match the tent, a crystal ball between us.

‘So Nadine, is there anything you’d like to ask me before we start?’ said the old lady.

‘How did you know my name?’ I said, amazed.

‘I know a lot of things sugarplum’ she said with a soft chuckle, her emerald eyes casting down and looking into the sphere on the table.

‘You’re going to make lots of people laugh one day, bring them joy with your jokes’ she started, making me smile. I always liked telling jokes, and whenever he saw one daddy always brought me a new joke book and sat and laughed at each one I told him, even though I think he pretended sometimes.

‘And there will be a time in your life when you need to be rescued. And a man with blonde hair and tattoos will come and save you, and love you more than anything you could ever know’ she then said.

‘How will I know if it’s him? And why will I need to be rescued?’ I asked curiously.

‘I can’t tell you why, but you will know who the man is. He has an Irish name, and eyes bluer than the sky’ she said to me. I always remembered that, and I always remember that afterwards when I stood with daddy and told him about what the woman said to me.

‘Well I don’t know what you’ll ever need to be rescued from sweetie! You know daddy will always look after you’ he had said to me when he scooped me up in his arms and tickled me, handing me the other teddy bear he had stayed back to win for me. And as I was held in the safety of my fathers arms I never would have guessed back then that the very thing I would need saving from would be him. When he began raping me at sixteen years old.

I knew he was doing it to my sister before me, but I didn’t let on. I saw him holding the same snub nose revolver to her head as he raped her as the one that would press into my temple when he started on me two years later. I don’t know what happened to him, he used to be a kind man and a good father but after he lost his job and we lost our home he just changed. Not for the rest of the world to see of course, just towards me and Sam. Outside he kept up the facade that he was a good husband and father, and in the dead of night when not a soul stirred he’d creep into my bed, hold the gun at my head and rape me before disappearing again like nothing had ever happened.

He moved onto me when Sam got sick. She had always been a fragile kinda girl but the abuse just got so bad it sent her soft minded; she was like a child again and mamma or the doctors never found out why she’d lost her mind. But I knew, I knew why she was too afraid to tell, the gun he held at her head, the threats he made to cut her throat in her sleep if she ever spoke a word; the same threats I would hear over time as I got abused over and over again.

And for as long as he has me here to use, he’ll leave off of her. She doesn’t understand any more and she thinks it’s normal, that what he does to her is right. And so I stay so it isn’t so bad on her, and because any relationship I’ve ever had, any extra excuse to leave the trailer park we had to move into when we lost the house, he’s made me end. He put the pressure on and raped me more, told me he’d do it less if I finished with the guy, that no other man should be allowed to touch me like he does, that he’s jealous and just wants me for himself.

I steeled myself against it years ago, chose a hobby I love to forget about what happens, try to carry on with my life as best I can but sometimes I do break down and cry, and I do wonder if what the old woman at the carnival said to me years ago was true. Will someone save me? Will it be a man with blonde hair, blue eyes and tattoos? And one night, as I stood on a stage doing my hobby, I wasn’t aware that a few hours later I would find out.......
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