Prologue
A/N: This is a new story of mine that is finished. It got good reviews elsewhere so I thought I'd try it on here. Sorry to those who liked my other stories but I probably won't be updating them anymore I've lost my passion for them.
Jessica Lynn McKenzie was lying in a cold chair in the hospital when her life came crashing down upon her. A doctor came over to her and said "I'm sorry Jessica, she didn't make it". The she he was referring to was Jessica's mother. They had been in an accident a few hours before, a drunk driver had ran a red light and hit their car. Jessie had came out of it without a scratch on her but her mom had obviously died. The doctors did all they could but the injuries were too severe. Jessie sat there a few moments and digested the information. After it passed through her brain she broke down. The doctor had left her alone to grieve. She sat there for what seemed like hours crying. After she was done the doctor came back over to her and told her a social worker would be coming to pick her up and take her to a foster home until they figured out what to do with her.
About half an hour later a beautiful older black woman came and introduced herself to Jessie. "Hi my name is Carol Sweetnam. I'm the social worker assigned to your case. I'm very sorry to hear about your loss. Why don't we go to your house and pack up what you want to keep. I brought boxes and bags for you to use". Jessie nodded her head and followed Carol out of the hospital. They walked over to a blue Toyota Sunchaser and Jessie got in the passenger side seat while Carol got in the drivers. Jessie put her seatbelt on tightly and made sure Carol had hers on as well. She didn't want to take any chances.
They drove to Jessie's house and pulled up into the drive. Carol got out first and grudgingly Jessie got out. She followed Carol up to the front door. Jessie opened it with the key she always had with her and walked inside with Carol right behind her. Jessie looked to Carol for confirmation on what to do. "Well" Carol said noticing Jessie's look "I think you should just bring all of what you want to take with you in here and you and I will put all of it in the boxes and bags I brought". With that Jessie went to go gather while Carol brought in the boxes and bags from the car.
Jessie went upstairs to start in her room. She opened the door and walked in, wondering if she'd take everything or not. She started in the closet with her clothes. She brought out all of her clothes (a total of 7 outfits) and put them on the bed. She got her other pair of shoes and her 3 pairs of socks and put them on top of the clothes. She stood back and looked at the contents of her wardrobe that were now stacked neatly on her bed.
After she had everything she wanted in her room she picked up the pile and proceded to her mother's room. She put the pile on the bed and stood there a minute thinking of what she wanted to take out of here. She added her mothers jewelry box full of jewelry to the pile along with her mother's journal and a few small pieces of her mother's clothing. She was opening up a drawer in her mother's dresser when she saw her birth certificate. She had never saw it before so she decided to take a look. She unfolded the slightly yellowed piece of paper. It was normal information she already knew. Jessica Lynn McKenzie. February 25, 1991. Ceder Senate Hospital. Home town Boston, Massachusetts. Mother Susan Alison McKenzie father...ok so it wasn't normal information she already knew. There was a name in the space for father, her mother had always told her her father wasn't known because she was raped. Apparently it was a lie. She stared at the name, it was a name she knew very well, she looked at the paper shocked. John Cena was her father.
After Jessie had gathered all she wanted she took the pile downstairs to where Carol was sitting on the sofa. The woman looked up from the book she was reading and smiled at Jessie. She placed a book mark in to keep her place and stood up. "Is that all you want to take" she said gesturing to the pile Jessie was carrying. Jessie nodded and put the pile on the floor. She picked up the birth certificate from the top and handed it to Carol.
Carol took it with a questioning look and glanced it over. She looked up at Jessie when she was finished and said "is this man listed as your father alive". Jessie nodded and Carol said "do you know him". Jessie started to nod but decided to explain.
"No, I mean, I know of him but I don't know him. See he's a professional athlete and on tv and I watch him. I didn't know he was my dad though" when Jessie said this it felt like a weight had been put on her shoulders.
Now that Carol knew she would probably get in touch with John, and if he didn't want her then it would be as if Jessie was rejected or unwanted. She would be passed on from foster home to foster home until maybe she was adopted, if not then she would be passed around until she was 18 then she would get a dead end job at some fast food joint saying 'do you want fries with that'. Jessie was brought out of her thoughts by Carol saying something.
"...get his address when we get back to my office. I'll stop by a drive through and get you some food on the way I know you must be hungry" after she was finished she helped Jessie pack up her stuff. Once they were finished they made their way with the boxes out to Carol's car. Jessie briefly wondered what would happen to the rest of the stuff in the house and the house itself but she pushed the thoughts from her mind knowing that it would just send her further into a sad state. She was already in pretty deep and didn't need to be pushed any further. Jessie spent most of the ride deep in her thoughts. She wondered about John, her dad, and how he would react to knowing that he had a child. What if's were running through her head a mile a minute. She was brought out of her thoughts again by Carol pulling up to the Burger King drive thru.
"What do you want honey?" Carol asked turning to face Jessie.
"An 8 piece chicken tender meal, medium fry and medium chocolate shake" Jessie said realizing how hungry she was. She hadn't eaten since the bagels and cream cheese she'd had that morning and now she was starving. Carol ordered the food then pulled to the window to give the person the money and get the food. She handed the bag and drink to Jessie and drove off from the restaurant. Jessie ate on the way. She almost moaned when the food touched her lips. It wasn't gourmet cuisine but it was fantastic to her empty stomach.
A short time later they pulled up to Carol's office, it was more like a home. A modest two story brick house with a row of bushes all outside the front. It reminded Jessie of one of those old southern movies like Steel Magnolias. Jessie followed Carol up to the front door where she took a small key out of her pocket and opened the door. When Jessie walked in she felt like she was in a museum. There were lots of old antique furniture and nick nacks all around. Everything had a place and looked untouched. Carol smiled at Jessie's look of wonderment and lead the girl upstairs.
It was like a whole other house upstairs. This one was more homey. It had a worn couch, recliner and love seat. A small coffee table was sitting in the middle and it had assorted magazines all over it. In one corner an armoir was sat and Jessie guessed that that was where the tv was. Carol told her to make herself at home while she made some calls to get John's address. Jessie sat down on the couch and picked up one of the magazines. It was dated in the late 1980's but she found some of the articles interesting. She got engrossed in the magazines and time passed quickly. Carol soon came back with a sheet of paper in her hands. She walked over and sat beside Jessie. Jessie put the magazine on the table and looked over at Carol.
"Well I found his address, his number was unlisted but an address is better than nothing. There's a bus leaving tomorrow for where he lives which is a place called West Newbury. Its here in Massachusetts. About an hours drive from here. Bus leaves at 8 am. Unfortunately I can't go with you but I will write a note that you can give to him explaining things. I know its not the best situation but it's the best I can do." Carol looked over and saw Jessie's flabbergasted expression and patted her hand "it'll be ok. He'll love you" these words did little to quell Jessie's nerves. Tomorrow morning she would be meeting John Cena for the first time, she would be meeting her dad. Carol then showed her to her room. It was midnight and if she was gonna make a bus that Carol had told her left at 8 am she would need the sleep. She changed and got into bed where she fell into a deep slumber.