Title: Blurry

Rating: M

Genre: Drama/Romance

Summary: John Cena hung up his wrestling boots, err, sneakers after the death of his wife. Now he's left to raise his mute daughter, while dealing with the controversy and misconception of her situation while trying to heal his broken heart.

Chapter One:

"Are you ready for your first day of school today Ava Marie?" John Cena asked his 5-year-old daughter.

The blue-eyed girl nodded as she ate her Fruit Loops. John couldn't help but think how grown up she looked in her pink corduroy skirt and white long sleeve shirt. He had painstakingly put her long dirty blonde hair into two perfect pigtails which if he said so himself came out pretty good. But he sighed a little to himself sadly, he knew that she would have benefited so much more if she had a female to get her dressed and do her hair every morning. Ava Marie's mother Savannah had passed away a year ago due to a sudden brain aneurysm ever since the little girl hadn't spoken a word.

"Well kiddo lets go" she hopped off of her chair and went to retrieve her coat and backpack.

"Now if you need me for any reason I'll be here all day so just have your teacher give me a call and I will come pick you up" he zipped up her coat. He remained in his crouched position a few seconds longer "I love you baby"

He wasn't sure if he had expected her to reply back to him but even if he had wanted her to she didn't. He had taken her to specialist after specialist and they all determined that she would start to talk again when she was ready and not a moment before that.

He grabbed her hand and walked with her to his car. She got into her booster seat and he buckled her in. Closing her door he once again sighed sadly to himself, Savannah was missing so much. Getting into the car himself he put the car into gear and pulled out of his driveway. He had moved back to Massachusetts 2 months prior and he had to admit it was good being back in the same neighborhood he himself grew up in. His dad lived 4 houses down so if he ever felt like he couldn't cope anymore he could always turn to his dad.

He pulled up to the same red brick building he had attended when he was Ava Marie's age . He was comforted by the fact that some things never changed. Ava Marie grabbed his hand and they walked into the old building. If she was nervous she showed no signs of it but then again she showed no signs of being happy either. Her face was completely neutral but she did seem to be taking everything in . Her blue eyes seemed to be trying to memorize everything at once. He wondered if he wore the same expression on his first day of kindergarten. They made it to her classroom and from the door they could see some other kids all dressed up in their first day of school best. Some parents seemed to linger but most had gone by now. John wished just a little bit that Ava Marie would start to cry so he could take her home instead of leaving her.

"Ok sweetie daddy will be back to pick you up in a few hours" he bent down again to give her a hug and a kiss.

"I love you and remember what I said if you need me just call" she nodded again and he opened the door for her.

She walked past him into the brightly lit room. He watched her from the doorway a little girl wearing a pink sundress walked over to Ava Marie and said hi. His daughter smiled at her before turning back to the door to see if her father was still around. She waved to him before turning her attention back to her new friend.

"Which kid is yours?" John turned around and came face to face with a slender brunette.

She was about 5'7" with short chestnut hair. She had a heart shaped face and these gray-blue eyes that made you feel they were reading your soul. She wore a pair of black slacks and a white button up blouse. She was giving him a knowing smile.

"That obvious huh?" he asked.

"Well I'd hope you were dropping a child off because I don't even want to consider the other alternative" she replied warmly.

"My little girl is the one wearing the pink skirt" he pointed to where Ava Marie was playing dolls with her new friend.

"What about you?" he asked "which one is yours?"

"They are all mine" she said.

"Excuse me?"

"What I meant to say is I'm their teacher" she said "Lea … Lea Van Zandt"

"I'm John Cena"

"I don't mean to pry but you wouldn't happen to be the same John Cena who used to work for the WWE?" she felt foolish asking him but curiosity got the better of her.

"I guess you could say that but I haven't wrestled in over a year" he replied.

"I'm sorry for asking it's just that I have 4 brothers and they were all really big fans of yours"

"That's nice to hear" he replied a little too roughly then he would have wanted but he didn't really feel like strolling down memory lane with this woman.

"I'm sorry to have bothered you" she apologized "I have to be getting in there anyways"

"I'm sorry Ms. Van Zandt I didn't mean to offend you it's just that talking about wrestling brings back very painful memories that I'm not ready to remember" his features had softened.

"I'm sorry for bringing it up"

"Don't be sorry you didn't know" he scratched the back of his head "there is something you should know about Ava Marie"

"What would that be?" she asked.

"She doesn't talk" he closed his eyes and expected to hear some sort of comment about how she didn't belong in school with regular children, he had heard it all before.

"Do you mean she doesn't know how to talk or she doesn't want to?" she was a little confused.

"She knows how to but she just doesn't want to" he answered "she hasn't spoken a word since her mother passed away"

"Oh the poor dear" Lea felt truly sorry for this man and his little girl.

"So could you just keep an eye on her and if you think she is having any trouble please don't hesitate to call me"

"You have my word Mr. Cena your daughter is in very good hands" she assured him "now go enjoy the rest of your day"

"I just worry about how the other kids will treat her" he admitted looking for an excuse to stay for a few more minutes.

"She'll be fine I won't let anything happen to her" she promised him.

He wasn't sure why but he believe the woman. She was a teacher after all and if you couldn't trust a teacher who could you trust. He turned to walk away and was about half way up the hallway when he heard her call his name. He turned around to look at her.

"Don't worry so much" she smiled before entering her classroom.

"If only it were that easy" he mumbled to himself before leaving.

He wasn't sure if he would ever not worry about Ava Marie but he knew it would be a lot easier for him if she would just talk to him.

A/n: This chapter was written by my talented big sis (who wont let me forget the fact), by 4 mins, Sparta. Hope you like it. Next chapter is to be written by me. Thanks for reading! - Persia