Sorry it has been so long sine I have updated this story. I have been going through some life changing things. It actually is a bit like this story. Any way I wont go into details. I will just say it was painful to write this story, but I did it. I hope you like it. ^o^
Chapter 4
The Truth
"What do you mean your John Randall Hennigan?" Jess asked the superstar in confusion.
"I mean as thats my birth name, but theres no way I have a kid. I'm 35, and what are you sixteen? Sixteen years ago I joined the WWE at 19. I only had one girlfriend back then, and she was not pregnant with you. So there is no way that I'm your dad. You must have something wrong." John paused. "Your just some crazy fan trying to prove that I'm your dad in order to get something from me aren't you? Well get your picture, and just go." John yelled walking out the building.
Jess followed the superstar. She was mad at the claims he was making. She wasn't any crazed fan. She was just a girl trying to find her father. Jess dug in her bag and pulled out the photo her mother gave to her.
She ran in front of him to stop him, "Then explain this."
She said handing the picture to John. He stopped and took the photo from Jess. He looked at it. His eyes widen. It was him. He remembered taking the picture with his old girlfriend Kelly. John would always remember when he took this picture.
-Flashback-
John and Kelly were at their local lake in Jacksonville, Florida. They were both sixteen, and so in love with each other. They had spent two years together, and loved every minute of it. Kelly dove into her bag, and took out her camera.
"And what are you going to do with that?" John laughed.
Kelly smiled at him, "I'm going to take your picture."
"Oh really now?" John questioned the blond.
"Yes I am." She tried to take the picture, but John moved, and was now on top of her.
"Hey no fair." Kelly whined. John laughed at her struggle to free herself.
"No pictures with just me." He stated.
"Why?" She continued to whine.
"Because there is no way I could look as good as you by myself." John smirked
"Well we know thats true." Kelly giggled.
"Oh so you think that is funny huh." He began to tickle Kelly.
"Hey stop it. John. Please no." She cried.
"Are you going to take a picture of me?" He asked still tickling her.
"No I wont." She laughed out.
John stopped, "Good."
"Fine." She pouted, and John kissed her before getting off her.
It was some time later, and it was sunset. Kelly packed everything up as John was coming back from the bathroom. He smiled at her, and they grabbed their stuff. Kelly took her camera out on last time in an attempt to get her desired photo. She turned it on, and looked at John.
"Johnny." Kelly called out. John smiled he loved when she called him that. Still smiling he looked up at her. Before he knew it Kelly snapped a picture.
"Hey I thought I said no pictures of just me?" John looked at Kelly
"I couldn't help myself." She smiled as she ran to the car.
"Oh I'm going to get you." He ran after her.
John caught her, and kissed her passionately. Soon enough it was around nine P.M., and John had just gotten Kelly home. He kissed her good night, and watched her enter her home before leaving. John had just got home himself around nine-thirty. He walked inside and saw his mom and dad were waiting for him. Probably to tell him to break up with Kelly, and how she is no good for him. John always just shook his head them, and told them off.
"John we need to talk to you." His mom spoke
"About what?" John questioned even though he already knew.
"John I've had enough of this shit. You are to break up with your little girlfriend, and start thinking particle. You are no longer going to travel to wrestle and whatever it is you do. You need to grow up!" His dad told him.
"What are you even talking about, and no I wont break up with Kelly. I love her." John shouted. His dad only cussed when he was seriously mad.
"You will listen boy. You need to grow up now!" He yelled
"Grow up? Grow up? I'm following my dream, with the person I love." John screamed back. He had no idea he could get this angry. Maybe he was tired of hearing this from his dad.
"John quiet down." His mom tried to keep things clam.
"No I wont" John continued to yell.
"You will not speak to your mother like that." His dad yelled at him.
"Look who's talking. You yell at mom when your mad. Why can't I?" John fired back.
"You know what John. I've had this on my mind, and I wasn't going to do it until your eighteen, but I can no longer wait. If you want to 'follow your dream' and waste your life with a meaningless girl go ahead, but you will not live under my roof while doing it." He shouted. John's mom looked at his father. She obviously had no clue about this. Everything was quiet for a few moments.
"You know what fine. I don't need this." John said before going upstairs. He packed as much as he could, and left out the door. It was 10:47 at night, and John had no where to go. He was in his car driving when his cell phone went off. He looked at it. It was Kelly. He answered it.
"Hey babe." John said trying to hide how upset he was
"John. Can you pick me up?" Kelly was crying.
"Yeah sure, but why are you crying? Whats going on?" John asked
"I'll tell you when you get here." Kelly said before hanging up.
John was at her place within minutes. Kelly had came running out the house with a few bags of her own. She told John about how her parents kicked her out, and John told her what had happened to him with his own parents. They both slept in his car that night, holding onto each other.
-End of flashback-
After a few moments of looking at the photo he looked at Jess. "This could be anyone." He pointed out, "This picture was taken a long time ago." John handed the picture back to Jess. He tried to convince himself that it wasn't real. That in that picture it was someone else. It had to be. Kelly was never pregnant. Jess simply shook her head.
"You know what I don't need your help to find my father, and I hope you aren't him, because having you as a father would ruin my life. You are a sad person, and I feel sorry for you, that you can't see past your self." Jess sneered at the man in front of her. The words deeply attacked John. He looked down at the ground.
Jess walked off in a huff leaving the Monday Night Delight in pure shock and confusion. She was pissed and didn't care what she did. She needed to do something. All this anger was held in her chest, and she needed to relieve it fast.
"Jess...Jess" Someone was calling. She looked behind her and saw John running after her. Too bad he didn't know she was a her high school's fast runner, and that she placed 1st at state. Jess broke into a sprint to get away from John. She was mad and she ran faster. John was amazed at the speed of the sixteen year old girl. He tried to keep up and managed.
"Jess look out!" John called seeing she was about to run in front of a truck. Jess stop dead in her tracks.
CRASH
John ran quickly to the sight. Jess was laying there in a pool of her own blood. He couldn't tell were the injuries were. People began to crowd around the ugly scene.
"People back up! Call 911!" John screamed.
"I just did." A women called out.
John couldn't help, but feel guilty. Jess was running from him. He was why she got hit by the truck. John picked up Jess's bag, when the ambulance got there. The medics loaded Jess carefully in.
"Are you related to the victim?" The medic asked
"She was staying with me. She doesn't know anyone else." John explained and the medic allowed him in.
"Her name?" he asked on the way to the hospital.
"Jess. I'm not sure about her last name though." The medic looked at John with confusion as he turned his attention to Jess. She was barely breathing.
After twenty minutes they arrived, and Jess was in ICU within seconds.
John had to wait in the waiting room. He got a call from his girlfriend, Melina.
"Hello?" He answered
"Where are you at John? Vince wanted to know why you aren't here?" Melina told him.
"Just tell him I'm in an emergency, and I wont make it." John thought
"Whats going on Johnny?" Melina asked her boyfriend.
"Don't worry about it. I have to go. Love you." John finally said
"Ok, but I want to know later. Love you too bye." She hung up. John shut his phone and put it into his pocket.
He picked up Jess's bag, and looked through it for any information. There was a poetry book, something John enjoyed writing, and a Kung Fu movie, Johns favorite type of movie. He shook his head and grabbed her wallet. It was simply black. He opened it up to find her drivers incense. He looked at the picture. It looked like any other normal sixteen year old. His eyes then traveled to the name. His eyes read it over and over again. It read, Jessica Marie Blank.
John only knew one person with the last name, Blank. He just couldn't believe it. Even if he wanted to. There was just no way. He dropped her wallet, and a picture flew out. He picked them both up. He looked at the picture. It was Jess, and her mother. John could recognize that face from anywhere. It was his love. It was the only real person he found, and wanted to live his life with. She was the love of his life. It was John Morrison's ex. It was Kelly Blank.
John sat down from all the pain attacking his chest. He hadn't seen that face in sixteen almost seventeen years. He hadn't see her since the day she ripped his heart out, and broke him down. John sighed and put the picture back into the wallet.
John got up from his seat, and walked to the reception desk.
"Yes, how may I help you?" The nurse asked
"You have a patient here under the name Jess." John sorta asked her.
"Just a moment please." She checked her computer for the name, "Ahh yes we do, but we do not have much information on her."
"I have some. Her last name is Blank." John slowly said as the nurse typed. Her eyes looked over the screen.
"We have her here on record. What is your relation to her?" The nurse required.
"I'm her father." He spoke quietly.
"Thats strange. There is no listing of the father on her birth certificate. I can't release any information to you sorry. We will be contacting her mother." The nurse smiled, and picked up the phone. John walked back to the waiting area.
A few hours later.
I was five o'clock. It had been seven hours, and John felt so mixed up. For the past seven hours he tried to keep himself entertained, so he didn't have to think of the past. He tried to sleep, play with his phone, walk the halls of the hospital, he even talked to his fans there.
He didn't want to leave, he wanted to meet her Jess's mother. He wanted to see the women that left him long ago. 'There was no way I have a daughter.' He kept thinking. Sixteen years ago he had his heart ripped out by the only girl he loved, Kelly. There would be no way that Kelly would keep something this big, as a child, from him. Painful memories from the past flooded back into John's mind. Those same memories he has tried so hard to keep locked up, and away from everyone. It took John years to forget them, and only seconds for them to coming running back.