Ch 3

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I was going down to Vince's office to tell him that I needed time off. I made sure to ask Stephanie to be there, because I figured with her recent announcement, she could help Vince be a little more sympathetic and understanding. Or so I hoped. This is Vincent Kennedy McMahon that we are talking about here. And for some reason, John insisted on coming with me. At least I wouldn't have to do this alone.

"Are you ready to do this?" John asked me with a faint smile as we stood outside of Vince's office.

"As ready as I'll be." I responded as I opened the door to the office. Vince and Stephanie were sitting there talking. Steph was farther along than I was, and she was visibly pregnant.

"Well, Miss Keibler, please take a seat. And John, I wasn't expecting to see you here, but take a seat as well." Vince said as John and I both sat on a leather couch in the room. Stephanie smiled at us as she rested a hand atop her growing stomach.

"So what did you need to talk to us about?" Stephanie asked with a smile.

"Well, I'll just get to the point. I need some time off. A lot of time off actually. I'm...I'm having a baby." I said as I looked down and then over at John. Maybe this isn't so bad after all.

"So what does John have to do with this?" Vince asked as he took the glasses that he was wearing off and glared at me.

"I'm the father." John said as he took my hand and smiled at me.

"Congratulations! I'm so happy for you two! Oh Stacy, this is going to be so amazing! Our kids are going to be friends and grow up together!" Stephanie squealed with delight. Give it to Stephanie to turn things into a positive.

"Well congratulations, but I'm afraid we can't afford to give you the time off. I'm sorry to say that we are going to have to cut you." Vince said. Crap I knew this was going to happen, I should just get out of here before I break down.

"DAD!" Stephanie yelled before I could get up off the couch.

"If you cut her, than I'm gone too." John said defiantly as he glared at Vince.

"Oh, and do what, go on some VH1 show like Jericho did. That's the way to go." Vince responded sarcastically.

"There are other places to go. How do you think it would sound if it comes out that you cut a pregnant woman and the WWE Champion quit because of it?" John said.

"John, don't do this." I pleaded with him. I can't be responsible for him leaving the company. The company that he worked so hard to be in. He can't do this.

"Dad, please reconsider, think of the business, we can't afford to lose John and you know it!" Stephanie yelled. I hope people in the hallway can't hear this.

"He's nothing to this company. We made him and we can break him." Vince said nonchalantly.

"That's it, you know what, I'm gone. I'll have my match tomorrow night but that's the last thing I'm doing. Go ahead take the title off me, I'll just go make an impact somewhere else." John said as he got up from the couch. "Come on Stacy, let's go."

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What the fuck was I doing? I just quit the one company that I worked my whole life to get into.

"John, you shouldn't have done that." Stacy said to me as we were heading back to the hotel.

"No, Stace, I had to do it. They had no right to get rid of you." I responded with a snort. What exactly was Vince thinking? Not to toot my own horn or anything, but I am the WWE Champion. And Stacy has a lot of value in the company too.

"What's gunna happen to us?" She asked as she looked out the car window.

"We'll be fine, it's not like we are jobbers or anything. We'll be able to find work. And if worse comes to worse, I have my music, and movies. And you always wanted to act. This could be a really good thing for both of us." I said. After the 90 day no compete clause, I'm a free man, and I can do what I want.

"You're right. Is that your phone ringing?" She asked me as we got out of the car and walked into the hotel.

"Oh yeah, it is. Hold on one minute." I said as I fumbled around in my pocket and pulled out my phone. "Hello?"

"John, I just heard about what happened. That's such a piece of shit man! I can't believe Vince would even think about letting you guys go!" Randy said angrily through the phone. I could picture him fuming right now.

"Don't worry about it, things will work themselves out." I told him with a bit of a chuckle as me and Stacy entered the hotel.

"So, why was he canning Stacy?" He asked.

"Well...uh...that's a funny question. I don't really want to have to tell you this but it's better you hear it from me than someone else I guess. We're um...having a baby." I responded as me and Stacy got into the elevator to go to our hotel rooms.

"Wow man! I never would have guessed! Congrats! Well I gotta get going since we're having a meeting and everything because I Vince wants to go over the changes for tomorrow night. I'll call you when it's over." He said.

"Alright, I'll talk to you then." I said as I hung up the phone. Well, he didn't take that so hard.

"Who was that?" Stacy asked me as we stepped off the elevator and started to walk down the hallway to our rooms.

"That was Randy. I guess we should start to expect a lot of calls soon." I said with a sigh as we got to Stacy's room.

"Yeah, well I'll call you later tonight." She told me as I reached down and hugged her "Thanks for everything." With that I kissed her on the forehead and she went into her room.

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Wrestlemania was over. Vince decided it would be best if Randy won the title in a serve and move back over to Raw. Everyone at the show was really nice to both me and John. Damn, it was gunna be weird not seeing these people that have become my family every week. I was back at home, and I thought it was time to make the trek over to my parents house and let them know what was going on.

"So, Mom, Dad, I have something to tell you." I said nervously as I sat in the living room the I grew up in. I love my parents to death, but they can be a bit harsh at times. They never imagined their little girl growing up to be a wrestler, and I bet they never imagined their little girl growing up and getting pregnant without marrying the guy first.

"What is it honey? You can tell us?" My Mom said as she and my Dad sat in a couch directly across from me.

"Well...I'm pregnant..." I said as I rested my hand on my stomach.

"You're what?" My Dad screamed. I knew this was going to happen.

"Do you know who the father is?" My Mother asked me with an icy glare on her face.

"Yeah, I do Mom. I'm not some slut." I responded coldly.

"Who is it?" My Dad asked me with a vengeance in his voice.

"John Cena." I said defiantly.

"Are you going to get married to that thug?" My Mom questioned me.

"No, we're just friends. And he is not a thug." I responded as I looked between my Mom and my Dad. I knew they wouldn't be too happy about this, but I didn't think that they would care this much.

"So my daughter is just some slut. You know what, I don't want you in my house. Leave." My Dad demanded. Did he really just say that? What the heck am I supposed to do? I live not even 5 minutes from them. Am I supposed to avoid them every time I see them at the grocery store or something?

"You know what? I'm glad I'm leaving. And I'm not going to let you see my baby at all. Even if you didn't agree with my decision, you could at least support me. But apparently that's too much for you to handle. Bye Mom, Bye Dad." I said coldly as I walked out the door and got in my car. I started the drive back to my house. As soon as I walked in I broke down. How could they do this to me?