Welcome to My Truth
chapter 9 : Autograph frenzy.
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The covers wrapped around my buddy like a mummy. I could barely breath, it was as if I were suffocating. I rubbed my eyes, and look around the room. John was over in the living room, tying his sneakers. I got up, and entered the room.
" Good Morning." I barely said in a groggy voice. He looked up at me, and smiled.
" Hey baby girl what's up?" he asked me. weird, he's not mad at me?
" Nothing ,where are you going?" I asked in a prying matter.
He put on his black hat and leaned back on the couch. " About to go to my autograph signing."
I nodded and gulped hardly. Hmm, I wonder how it is in those autograph signings. maybe, he'll let me go with him.
" Can I come, I mean I don't want to stay here alone." I asked and bit my bottom lip hopefully.
He smiled showing the same dimples I had. " That would be awsome."
I jumped happily " Yay, thank you, I'll be ready in twenty minutes."
" Take your time, its in an hour." he told me.
I ran back into the other room, and ran into the bathroom. I brushed my teeth, and turned on the shower. As I finished up brushing my teeth, I entered the shower, and washed my hair and body. It felt so relaxing as the hotness hit my body.
I wrapped the towel around my body, and closed the door of the main room. I picked out some tight light denim jeans, and a white tshirt with the words " I didn't ask to be a princess, but hey if the crown fits." in bold black letters, and scattered crowns all over. I wrapped a black studded belt around my waist, and slipped on my white air forces. I looked at my reflection, and scrunched my hair. I kept my bangs down since they fit in with the wet curly hair. I put on some concealer and a touch of lipgloss.
As I finished getting ready, I grabbed my cellphone and shoved it my back pocket, I did the same with my green ipod, except it was in the other pocket. I left the room, and went back to the living room. John looked up at me and shut the telivision off.
" Lets get ready for the fan frenzy." he mumbled as we left the hotel.
I sat in the front this time, and luckily was able to control the radio. I flickered through the channels and stopped on 105.1 " Im So Hood" by DJ Khaled was playing. I absouloutly love this song. I guess John did too, since he was rapping the words. I began to laugh at the most random time and he looked over at me.
" Are you making fun of my rapping?"
I shook my head, then just said the truth. " You sound so weird rapping."
" You know, my character about two years ago, was a ghetto white guy."
Wow, he probably seemed like a poser, but when he told me all about it. It sounded as if he was the start of a new style or something. I found that so interesting about him. I was happy we were on good terms, even though the little fresh mouth I had last night.
" So did you break up with that boyfriend?" he asked with an arched eyebrow.
" No, I never had one." I confessed, clearing my throat.
" So you lied?" he said while looking for a parking spot.
" Mhm, I wanted to see your reaction and the others." I began to laugh again.
" Yeah, you almost killed me!" he said. " I choked on the shrimp."
" I know, that was mad funny." I confirmed. " Sorry about last night."
" Its fine, last night was alot of fun." he chuckled taking the keys out of the egnition.
We exited the car, and walked through the private way. Everyone shook my father's hand, and two bodyguards came with us. I looked at them awkardly, and they gave me dirty looks. As we appeared in the public scene, I sat behind him, trying not to draw attention. The fans were crazy literally. I couldn't believe how they treated John! Some cried, some were shocked, some rambled, and others just didn't speak at all. I held my laughter in for those girls who talked about how hot he was and how they worship him. How? Why? I guess its one of thoe Johnny Depp kind of obsessions they have. People came in with posters, lifesize cardboard cutouts of him, bras, pants, they were such random things. John continued with his million dollar pearly white smile, and not once did it leave. That's what I admired the most. He cared for those fans so much, and never ever ignored them. He's such a great role model for kids, maybe that's why he was nominated for the Kids Choice Award in Australia. He definiatly deserves it, I mean look at him no matter what age he treats them great. After a while, it began to get boring. I took out my cellphone and surfed the internet. I was distracted by an irritated girl voice, who just so happened to have so many things of John's. His shirt, dvd,games,wristbands,posters, the list goes on and on. I looked up , and she gave me an odd look.
" John may I ask you something." she politly began.
" Anything sweetie." he answered, and continued to sign her things.
" Who is that girl sitting behind you?" she asked. That brought my attention. I stared at her, while she stared back. John didn't answer her.
" John?" she repeated. " Are you going to answer my question."
I listened intently, waiting for the answer of a proud father.
" Oh, that's Hayden, she just travels with us wrestlers." he explained.
Wait, What !
" Oh that's cool, nice to meet you. You're so lucky you can travel with these wrestlers." she introduced herself. " I'm Lexa."
" Nice to meet you Lexa." time for freshness." But, its not that fun. all these bulky assholes, have no lives and aren't proud of they're own flesh and blood."
She was taken back by my words.John glanced at me, and shook his head.
" Hayden Don-" he was interuppted by me.
" Shut up John!" I screamed. " how dare you lie, espicially about something like this!"
" What is he lying about Hayden?" Lexa continued with her ditzy tone.
" You want to know my full name!" I told her. " I'm Hayden Moore Cena!"
The whole Best Buy became silent at my confession.John put his head down on the table embarrased I suppose. Everyone looked at me with wide eyes, and I could tell they were very shocked.
" Wow, I would have never thought that." Lexa mumbled staring down at John. " I still love you John."
" Thanks..." he murmured as he lifted his head back up. Before he could notice, I left from the sight, and walked around the Best Buy.
I needed my alone time after this stupid tantrum. How the hell could John do that to me? Seriously, was he ashamed about telling the WWE fans about having a daughter at age seventeen. And that she was living with him now, traveling the US and world with him? I think its up most ridiculous. He acted so immature and mean, I actually thought he cared for me. I thought he was happy he had a daughter, and wanted to share it with everyone. He did at Raw, by the time the show started ,everyone knew who I was. This was something I didn't expect. My leg began to feel the pain, after walking circles in the store. I went to the last place John would probably think of, the washing machine section. I climbed up on the machine, and spread out my legs. I looked down, and felt horrible. Not because of my leg, but how messed up John acted. He definiatly lost some points with me. I was actually thinking he was an OK guy.
" Excuse me Ms. can you get off the machines?" a worker informed me.
" No, I can't I'm sorry." I snapped at him. "get away!"
" Sorry! Oh yeah, your Cena's daughter."
" Shut the hell up, that's not something to be proud of." I said in a scratchy voice.
" I would love to be Cena's son anyday."
" Oh Really? Lets switch places bro."
" I wish..." he trailed off, and got back to working.
I think those who think it would be amazing to be related to John, have no idea whats o ever how it is. Espicially for me. I'm a thirteen year old, who just met her father after ten years. A father who said he missed me and was sorry for everything. Pathetic right? I was starting to warm up to the guy. Its so hard, living on the road, and living with a man who I thought was OK, but now he's just an asshole. Yepp, I was right an asshole. Since the begginning of time, since I was three, since he left my mother. I guess he never changed, only the fact he's more mature.
I took out my ipod, and put my earphones on. It was the only time, I felt in peace,and relaxed. I blasted " Hot." by Avril Lavigne. I sat back and closed my eyes. I tried to picture my beautiful mother in my mind. There she was picture perfect, with a beaming smile no one could take off. I miss her alot, now I just wanted to buy a plane ticket and go back with her. Forget this ever happened, erase my father from my life, and not think of him anymore. I just want to imagine, he was never in my life. But that's just my imagination, it will never happen. I'm here with him for good, or at least till my mother can afford me. This sucks, a lot. My life was burning into a living hell. The only good part of it were the people besides John.
I felt a light tap on my shoulder. I ignored it, only to be annoyed with the same tap five times.
" What!" I snapped at them.
" We really need to talk." John started ,sitting on the machine next to me. He had on a hoodie, and the hood was over his head.
" No thanks." I mumbled looking away.
" Hayden, I didn't mean to say what I did." he said in an apologetic voice.
Like I should believe that.
" Yeah right..." I barely laughed.
" I didn't wan't to expose that I had a daughter yet."
" Mhm.. so you lied about me to every fan out there."
" That's not fair."
" Its not fair that I had to come live with a horrible father like you!" I could feel the tears run down my cheek for the first time in forever.
He put his head down in shame and shook his head. " Please Hayden, you don't understand."
" I understand completely.You are still the the same guy you were when you left my mom and I!" I shouted with tears spilling from my eyes.
John came closer to me and tried to pull me into a hug. I got out of his grip, and fell on my leg. Ouch!
" Ahh." I yelped in horrid pain. He came down from the machine, and tried to help me up.
" I can do it myself!" I said using the machine for leverage. I got on my crutches and began to walk away.
" Where do you think you're going." I heard him say.
" Far from you..." I managed to say, as I continued to walk away.
Stepping out of the store, his footsteps weren't behind me. I guess he didn't bother to come after me. I walked to the bustop near, and got on. I sat down, and looked through the window. The day was so beautiful yet my day was eerie and disgusting. I just wanted to get away, and feel happy again. Like yesterday, it was so much fun hanging out with everyone. Now, that was the past ,and today was one of the worst days I could have ever had here. As we passed more stores, I waited for them to stop near the Hotel. For the past fifteen minutes, my butt was on the smelly bus seat.
" Next stop, Cooper Street!" The bus driver announced through the speakers. I stood up, with my crutches and waited for the bus to fully stop. He opened the door, and I paid my ride. I walked through the streets, thinking about the whole scenario. I entered the five star hotel, and entered the elevator. Who's place should I go to? Of course, the one and only place I know. I stopped on the seventh floor, and marched down to the end of the hall. I stopped at the room 7-16.
Knock, Knock.
" Hayden? What are you doing here?" Randy asked, unsure.
I sighed deeply, and could feel the tears burn behind my eyes. The emotions I had couldn't be kept inside anymore.
" Can I just come in please?" I managed to ask without bursting into sobs.
" Of course!" he accepted leading me into the room. He closed the door, and had a concerned look on his face.
" What's wrong?" he said, before sitting on the couch alongside of me.
I shook my head, and buried my face into my hands. Soft sobs escaped my lips, and tears from my eyes.
" What happened!" he exclaimed in a worried tone.
I lifted my head up, and wiped my tears away quickly.
" Does the world know you have a son?" I asked clearing my throat.
" Of course they do, they've known for seven years." he replied with a nod.
Great, at least Randy told the world he had a son. He wasn't embarrased or ashamed about it. Why couldn't John be like him?
" At least you are proud to have a kid." I commented with a sarcastic chuckle.
Randy shook his head confused because of my questions.
" Where's your dad?" he asked.
" Whose he?" I said with an unsure look.
" You got in an argument with him didn't you." Randy figured stroking his short brunnette hair.
" Ok, I went with him to his autograph signing right? So I was sitting in the back, and everything was going fine." I explained. " Then, this crazed fan by the name Lexa, was all like who is that girl? And John was like quiet, and she was like Are you going to answer the question? And then, he was like Oh she is someone that comes with us, she travels with us wrestlers! I got pissed off ,and flipped out in front of everyone, and told them I was John's daughter. I went and sat on a waching machine, and started crying because of the whole thing. and he came by and tried to explain, but he made it worse! So, I just left and took a bus for fifteen minutes .And the only place I thought of was here, and since this is the only hotel room I know, besides John's."
He listened to the whole story. I was impressed, not a lot of people would just sit there and listen to you're problems. Randy was so nice, to do that. All of a sudden, an enraged Tyler burst into the room.
" John should put a bag over his head and breathe!" he yelled. " He's such an ass!"
" Watch the language!" Randy warned his son.
" Sorry but Dad, come on. How could John just say something like that!" complained Tyler.
Tyler came up to me, and pulled me into a huge hug. I hugged back awkwardly and rose an eyebrow.
" Thanks?" I thanked with a questionable tone.
" No problem, I'm going to give John a piece of my mind later!" Tyler pounded his fist against his opposite hand.
" Its ok, sorry for pouring my problems on you. I didn't mean too." I told them with a smile.
" Its ok Hayden, I'm glad you trust us enough." The " Legend Killer " responded.
" thank you so much!" I thanked him with a huge hug.
" No problem..." Randy said with a bright smile.
We sat down and watched some television. About a half hour has passed , and my mind just forgot about the whole incident. Until, there was a knock on the door, a huge knock I might add. I looked over at the door, and my cheeks puffed, and I let out a huge breath.
Tyler answered the door and began to speak. " You are the meanest man in the world! I'm so shocked. You're a disgrace.!"
I held in the laughter, that wanted to leave my lips. Through the door, and into the room I was in, came John. He seemed pretty upset, his face concerned and relieved.
" Thank god you're here!" he let out a sigh and adjusted his cap.
" Sure." I mumbled rolling my eyes.
" Hayden, we really do need to talk." John said to me.
" Nope, I don't wanna listen to your lame excuses." I shot at him hardly.
" Ok, just go back to the hotel room now!" he demanded with a louder tone.
I stood up and grabbed the things I had broughten.
" Thank you guys." I smiled before leaving the room, and back to John's and mine.
This was not going to be fun at all. I didn't want to talk, or listen to his stupid words. They don't mean crap to me!
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Third P.O.V.
Randy's room.
The two men stood in the doorway outside of the hotel room. Randy looked at his best friend with disapointment.
" Dude, how could you do that?" he asked shaking his head.
" I wasn't thinking okay?" John told him. " and, I didn't want to get a big thing of publicity."
" So who cares about the publicity, I didn't care about it!"
" Randy you love the attention, and all. Who knows what rumors and storyline ideas are going to happen!"
" Does it fucking matter? John, she's your daughter. You haven't seen her for 10 years." Randy said. " She's hurt dude, very."
" i know, I tried to explain but she wouldn't listen to me."
" Teenagers are like that, but you're daughter is mad smart." he commented. " She cried John, As strong as I've seen her, this is the first time she broke down and let all those feelings out."
" Yeah.. I fucked up didn't I?"
" Big time!!" Tyler shouted listening from the inside.
" Tyler!!" Randy yelled with an angry tone.
" Sorry Pops!" he shouted back.
" Anyway, let her cool off, and do something special for her. Find out what she likes,trust me she'll warm up to you."
" Alright, thanks Rands, I owe you bro." John smiled giving his friend a manly hug.
" No problem, just go back to Hayden." he said.
" See yah!" he called out as he walked back to his own room.
Entering the room, he heard his daughter speaking to herself.
" Why, what the hell is going on. My mom disowned me, I live on the road, and my father doesn't care for me like he says!" she grumbled.
John felt hurt at those words, he really did care for her. It was just a stupid ass mistake he did. He was acting selfish and forgot about her feelings. Even though he tried to explain, it made it worse. Now, it was his second chance to apoligize. Just not right now.
" Hey Hayden.." John mumbled dropping his car keys on the table.
" Leave me alone." she said in a bored tone.
He stayed quiet, and the whole day, was silence between the two. The pain was hard for both of them, and they wanted to relieve it. Medicine couldn't cure it, only the apologies and reasons would. Hayden didn't know when that would happen, and she didn't want to know anything about her father. Better yet, she laid on the queen sized bed, and laid there for the rest of the day. No food, her hunger wasn't there. The only sound you heard was coming from two different Ipods. The lime green one, and the blue one. One playing sad songs, and the other playing the same genre. little did these two family members know, both had so many things in common, internally and externally.
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