*_* A/N: it was completely hard to write this chapter
because the day i wrote this was my aunts birthday
she passed away four years ago
and i miss her so much

in a way, i know what JayCee felt and felt like her.

I'm dedicating chapters 25 and 26 (coming soon)
to all those people out there who have lost someone
and know the pain JayCee feels

and i'm also dedicating the chapter to my aunt
i miss you...*_*

Chapter 25: Flat Liners

JayCee's POV:

My legs had a mind of their own, especially the right one. Apparently according to Uncle Mark and Aunt Jessie, it was a trait I had inherited from my mother. Whenever she became nervous or stressed, her leg would bounce up and down at the speed of light. It was her own personal sign of showing she was pissed, and not to fuck with her.

At this moment I was light-years ahead of her with the speed my legs were going.

The hospital waiting room was supposed to be calming, but I found myself scared. The thought of losing someone so close to who I am scared me more than any thought I previously had. I could fight Big Show right now and I wouldn't seem so fuckin' scary. As I shook my leg, at what seemed to be light-speed, John held my hand. I looked up at John and his blue eyes. They were filled with just as much worry as mine.

"You okay fighter?" John asked in a worried voice. I smiled, hearing the nickname he gave me when we first met. "You know everything will be okay right?"

"I really hope so…" I stated. I smiled and opened my mouth to speak. "Uncle Mark, my Aunt Jessie, Jayson and I would watch wrestling, every night it came on. Jayson… Jayson loved Triple H for as long as I could remember. My Uncle Mark, he was more old school; Uncle Mark loved Undertaker. As for me… I liked whoever I thought was cute, which last time I had checked before was Jeff Hardy. Aunt Jessie loved two wrestlers, Batista and… you" I said giggling and fighting back tears.

"Well what can I say? I'm a sexy beast" John minorly joked, making me laugh even more.

"After… after Aunt Jessie died, my world crumbled. We didn't watch wrestling as a family anymore. Uncle Mark stayed in his room for weeks, leaving Jayson and I to fend for ourselves. I had already liked Batista as a wrestler, but for my Aunt Jessie, I decided to give you a chance and really… really pay attention to you. It was then I fell for you…" I admitted. "I held on to you, for my Aunt Jessie, and then didn't let go because I liked you. Who knew my Aunt Jessie had some pretty good taste?" I joked.

John chuckled and held on to me. This was harder than I ever thought this could be…

Room 114, bed 2. Room 114, bed 2. That's all I repeated to myself. I wasn't so sure of whose room it was, but all I know was I had to get there. Slowly I walked in and saw Jayson, sitting up and barely awake from the medicine.

"Jayson…" I whispered. Jayson looked up at me with a pained and heavily sedated smile. Tears flooded my eyes and I ran to hold him in a hug; I felt the need to, fearing that maybe it could be my last time doing so.

"Hey sis. I missed you. You totally kick ass on TV every week. I'm like the envy of…" Jayson started before groaning in pain. I half smiled, knowing he'd be okay. "How'd you know I was here? Hell how did you get here?"

"The hospital called. I'm guessing they got a hold of Mark's and your medical records for 'next of kin' where my name is. They told me how you got into the accident and whatnot. I told Stephanie and she made me take the night off. I hopped on a red-eye fight and got here as quickly as humanly fuckin' possible" I explained.

"Where's John? I need to talk to him about kissing my sister during pay-per-views. I want to tell him that I paid to watch wrestling, not to watch him make out with my older sister" Jayson half joked. "You know I don't trust any guy since that whole…"

"Yeah I know. I saw him two days later. I wanted to fuckin' blow chunks. It was sickening how sweet he was trying to be. John wanted to kill Avery. I wanted to laugh" I started "but all I did was climb into Randy's car and cry"

"You were with fuckin' Randy Orton? Shit life has changed" Jayson stated

"Yeah like you having a fuckin' potty mouth. When did you start cursing like a sailor… or better yet like me?" I asked

"It's the medication. It's made my mind cloudy. Curse words are part of my vocabulary I guess. Anyway, you rode in a car with Randy-"Jayson began when I laughed

"Yes. All the wrestlers aren't as bad as it seems. John and Randy are best friends; I'm friends with Maryse and we actually all get along. Well except for the clan I hang around and Jason" I stated and looked up at Jayson who had a confused look on his face. "You know… Christian?"

"Why didn't you just say Christian? You had to go all technical and use real goddamn names" Jayson replied mid giggle. He was officially stoned from medication. I laughed with Jayson and looked up at him. "So tell me something sis…"

"Anything bro. What's up?" I asked.

"Are you happy? Like… you've kissed John Cena, something you always dreamt about. You're living the dream that you told me you always would. Are you happy?" Jayson asked.

"Well, I'm actually with John now. We're together… like a couple. It's fuckin' cool huh?" I squealed like the kids we used to be. "But I'm living a dream for you Jayson. I'm working… for making money for you to go to college and… major in music engineering and production like you wanted. I can care less about anything else. I vowed I'd take care of you Jayson, and I'm not going back on that promise. Not one bit…"

"You still didn't answer my question. Are you happy with work, with John, with life… are you happy?" Jayson asked once more.

"Yes. Yes I am happy… with everything. Only thing I'm not happy with is not being there to stop the accident" I stated. "How did it happen?"

"Uncle Mark was drunk and called me to pick him up. I took the car and drove down to Lenny's Sports Bar. You know where that is…" Jayson responded and shook his head. "Any-fuckin'-way, he was wasted out of his mind. He tried to convince me he was not that wasted to drive and then he grabbed the steering wheel. I… I swerved and crashed. That's basically all I remember really."

"Well Jayson, get some rest. I'm going to be here for the night. John and I are staying at my place and then leaving for a house show. I'll be here bright and early in the morning with food and laughter and John. Maybe I'll call a diva to come and make you feel better too" I joked.

Jayson nodded and I left the room. Smiling I knew everything would be okay. My brother was fine, and that's all I needed. Walking out of the room, I saw John standing a few feet away, with a somber look on his face.

"What's wrong babe?" I asked. John looked up at me, held my hand and sighed.

"Baby, while you were with Jayson, the doctor came out looking for you. A main artery in Mark's brain ruptured…" John told me. My eyes started to water, and my heart began to break. "He flat lined and they bought him back momentarily…" he stated before swallowing hard. I shook my head in disbelief, hoping he wouldn't say the next line.

"No… please don't say it…" I cried. John held me and kissed my head while holding me close.

"I'm sorry baby girl… your Uncle Mark flat lined" John whispered

At that moment… so did I.

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