Chapter 7:
They saw me and ran right up to me. "What happened?" Amy asked.
"Do ya want me to go kill him for ya?" Matt offered.
"No. I just want to go home." I managed to choke out.
"Ok then let's go." They drove me home, and I sent them away. I needed to call mom and to think.
As soon as I walked in there was a message on the machine saying Jessica, John, and y mother were driving down to bring my car and should be here within the next day or two.
I decided to just go to bed. I tossed and turned the whole night and never fell into a deep sleep. About 6:30 the next morning I gave up on trying to sleep and I got up, took a shower, ate, and headed to the hospital. When I walked in Jeff's room he was awake and Gilbert was gone. Jeff still had the tube down his throat. "Baby I'm glad ya awake. Don't try to speak. Just shake ya head, do ya feel any better?" I asked hugging him. He motioned for pen and paper. I handed him some.
"Are you still mad at me?" He wrote. I read it.
"No baby. I'm sorry. I over reacted. All that matters now is that ya better. Are ya?"
"I feel better when you are beside me." He wrote back.
"I love you."
"I love you too." He wrote back. "You look tired."
"I am. I've had a rough 48 hours. But today's starting to look better just because ya are feeling better."
"Sit down and relax." He wrote. I pulled a chair up to the bed. We held hands and i put my head down on the arm of the bed and dosed off for about an hour. Jeff woke me up when the nurse came in to do vitals and to remove some of the tubes. When the nurse was through, Jeff was able to talk again.
"Do ya want to talk aobut why everything's been so horrible?" He asked.
"I don't want to burden ya."
"It won't be a burden. Please explain." I told him everything that Jerry had said. I started cryign again. He hugged me and kissed my forehead. "Jen... I probably should have told ya before... when we first started going out I overheard a conversation between ya mother and Vince McMahon... And well..."
"Wait, so ya telling me that my father is Vince McMahon?"
"They saw me and then made me promise not to tell ya. I'm not positive about this but I think that maybe why Vince allowed ya to debut."
"Are ya serious? The only reason that I'm a WWE superstar is because Vince is my biological father and neither him nor my motehr decided to tell me this."
"Relax, honey, calm down."
"Jeff, my whole life as I know it has changed. Everything I've believed for 23 years is now unbelievable. My mom lied to me. Jerry lied to me and beat the crap out of me and has now almost killed ya all because she lied. I don't think I can trust her again."
Matt and Amy walked in then. "Hey Jefferoo, ya up great. How ya feeling?" Matt asked after everyone said their hello's.
"Slightly better."
"Hey, I'm gonna run and call Vince and let him know none of us are doing house shows this weekend," I said getting up.
"Maybe ya should have Matt or Amy call him," Jeff suggested.
" I'm a big girl who is perfectly capable of calling into work sick." I stormed out and since cell phones aren't allowed in the hospital I drove home to call. As soon as I walked into the house I called him.
"Hello, McMahon residence."
"Vince, this is Jennifer. Jeff has been shot."
"What?" I explained the situation to him. "You guys take as much time as you need. How is Jeff doing?"
"He's getting better slowly. I think Matt, Amy and I will be there on Monday. If Jeff's doing well enough."
"Ok, like I said if you guys need to take more time that's ok. How are you holding up, Jen?"
"Dad, I'm horrible. The man who I love is laying in a hospital bed with a bullet wound because the man who I thought was my father shot him. Then I found out that ya my biological father. Now ya ask how I am doing. I'll tell ya the truth, I'm stressed out and very confused."
"Did your mother tell you?"
"No, Jerry did. Are ya gonna be man enough to admit it or are ya leaving it at we know and that's that?"
"Jen, I'm perfectly willing to admit you are my daughter."
"Why didn't ya tell me before?"
"Your mother and I talked about it prior to your birth. Since she was married we decided to allow Jerry to believe he was your father. Somehow he found out. When you were about 12, your mother contacted me and told me about Jerry's abusiveness. I went and talked to Jerry. I told him that if he abused you one more time I would kill him. Shortly after that he filed for divorce and split. Your mother and I thought telling you would just confuse you more."
"Thank ya for being so darn considerate. And ya were perfectly right. It would have caused some confusion, but it still would have been a much better time to tell me. I have lived my whole life as a lie."
"I'm sorry Jen. We thought it was the best thing for you. We may have been wrong. We're not perfect and I'm sorry. I need to get going. I will call you later this evening to find out anything else and to talk to you some more. Have a good day."
Suddenly I realized I was exhausted. If I hadn't told Jeff I'd be back, I would have stayed to sleep. But I couldn't. I grabbed a quick snack and went back to the hospital.
When I got back there was a large group of people there. Shane Helms, Nora, Amy, Matt, Gilbert, and a lot of Jeff's friends who I had not yet met. When I walked in, Jeff introduced me around to everyone. I wasn't really in the mood for new people, but Jeff seemed happy to have company so I just sat in the back of the room talking to Nora.
By midafternoon everyone else had left and it was just Jeff and I. He was doing much better. "Boy its great to see all the guys again. Oh yeah, how'd ya make out with the phone call?"
"I was only calling in sick. I wasnt calling for anything else."
"But ya told him ya know didn't ya?"
"Am I really that predictable?"
"Yes. What did he say?"
"He admited to it." We talked for a while. At about 2:30 my pager went off. The number was Jessica's cell phone. I used the hospital phone to call her cell.
"Hello," She answered.
"Jess, ya paged me. Where are ya guys?"
"The only place we know in Carolina. Your house. But you're not here."
"I'm sorry. I'm at the hospital with Jeff. I'll be there in 15 minutes." I hung up and turned to Jeff. "I need to leave. Jess, John, and my mom are at the house. I'll be back a little later. I love ya. If ya want me to bring anything into ya call me at home."
"Ok. I love ya too. Bye baby." I left.
I got to my house 10 minutes later. John, Jess, and mom were sitting in the car waiting for me. "Hey guys," I said as we all got out of our respective cars and headed towards the front door of Jeff and my two story white house.
"Hey Jenny, how's Jeff?" Jessica and John both asked.
"He's doing better. Are ya'll hungry?" I continued ignoring my mother's prescence.
"I've got a better idea. You look exahusted Jen. Why don't we go out to a resturant? My treat." My mother offered.
"NO! I'm perfectly capable of cooking. I'm also skilled at it. Just like I"m capable of handling change. So why'd ya try to hide it from me mom?" I started cooking left over chicken and potatoe.
"What are you talking about Jennifer?" My mom asked.
"I have spoken to both Jerry and Vince and they both told me the truth. I can't believe ya lied to me for 23 years." I was yelling. Mom just stood there quietly. She looked like she was going to cry.
"Jen, calmly tell us what you found out,"John attempted.
"Jerry isn't my father, Vince is. And for 23 years I thought the man beating me was my dad, but he wasn't."
"Jen, I'm sorry I lied. I thought it was for the best."
"How was it for the best when Jerry kept hitting me?"
"I told you, I'm sorry. Please forgive me."
"Whatever! The food's ready. HERE!" I dished it out and we sat at the table eating.
"So Jess, What's new?" I finally asked.
"Well, we're engaged." She answered showing off her beautiful ring.
"Congratulations. When's the wedding?"
"April 10th this year."
"That's exactly 8 weeks away."
"Yeah. And that's why I'm telling you. I want you and Jeff there."
"Sure no prob."
"Speaking of Jeff, let's go see him," John suggested.
My mom, Jessica, and John stayed until Sunday afternoon and then flew back.

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