Welcome To My Truth
Chapter 29: From the bottom of her heart
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"You have to admit, this Monday Night Raw, was much better than last week's." I commented, as Tyler and I sat across from each other. We were at a Local Diner, waiting for some lunch.
"Duh, you didn't kiss Cody, like you did two weeks ago," he said, "But, you're dad beat the shit out of me. Not fun."
A chuckle escaped my lips, as he grabbed my hands with his, "Don't forget, he kicked Cody's ass too."
"That's what happens when you mess with Cena's daughter," Tyler pointed out, with a smile.
"Yep," I grinned, "So, excited for Christmas?"
It was the middle of December, and I couldn't help but think about Christmas. Time had gone so fast, no one actually really noticed. With everything going on at Raw, and some of the drama, you can't really tell when time leaves. I didn't, mostly because of the drama between Tyler and I, along with Ashley. She's been distant with my dad, and he seems to notice. He doesn't comprehend, why she's acting the way she is, I don't either. I mean, of course, she's pregnant, but that doesn't mean, move away from thos who love you deeply, especially my dad. Anyway, she told me she would tell him soon, I'm still waiting.
"Yes I am, I have the perfect gift for you."
My eyebrow rose, the perfect gift? "Like?"
He zipped his mouth, shaking his head, "I'm not saying."
"Why not?" I pouted my lips, "Please? How about a hint."
"Nope, it'll ruin the suprise." he spoke, as the Waiter brought us our food. The scent of the grilled cheese and chicken sandwich filled my nostrils, mmm. I took one half, and took a huge bite out of it. Tyler stared at me oddly, and shook his head.
"What?" I said, swallowing the chewed up food. "Do you have a problem with my eating skills?"
A chuckle came out of him, and he continued eating a much healthier lunch than me. A Caesar Salad. I guess he's trying to get healthier, after all, he eats so much junk food. Try sitting in the living room, while five men, Tyler, Randy, John, Jeff, and Chris fight over cheese doodles, Monster Energy Drinks, popcorn, potato chips, and much more. It's disgusting!
"Did you get anything for your dad?" he continued, "I did."
"Uh, no not yet," I replied, "What did you get?"
"I got him this really nice sweatshirt from PacSun, and some new pumps. My dad got him a book."
Of course, clothes. And a book? My dad doesn't have time to read books? Then again, what type of book is it? I can make a safe bet that it's either about cars, or a Playboy "Girl's Next Door." picture book. I hope the book is about cars, and not women in their early twenties exposing their bodies.
"That's interesting."
"Yep."
"Ty," I started, taking a sip of my Iced Tea, "What if I told you I knew something,"
"Like?"
"Pregnancy." I mumbled, causin his eyes to widen. Monster went all over the Caesar Salad, ew! He wiped his mouth, confusely, he rose an eyebrow.
"Are-uh-no! You-can't-can?" he stammered, trying to figure it out, "Are you preg-"
"Hell no!" I exclaimed in an indoor voice.
His expression went from tense, to relieved, "Good."
He took a moment to himself, until realizing I hadn't told him who was pregnant. "Who is?"
My eyes trailed down to the finished plate of food. I think he deserves to know, after all I tell him everything. Except for a few things, which won't be discussed. I took a long breath, and lifted my eyes back to lock them with Tyler's
"Ashley."
"Ashley? Massaro?"
Simply, I nodded, "Mhm."
Tyler smiled brightly, "That's great! You must be happy, another sibling."
Yeah right. I don't even know if the baby is my father's. Let alone my sibling. He should know this informtion too.
"Tyler, she doesn't know if the baby is my dad's."
"What do you mean?" he asked, now puzzled.
"Well, she told Alexa and I, that she had a one night stand with Edge."
"What?!" he angrily yelled, "How could she do that? Slut!"
"Calm down!" I hushed him, "Don't say that word, it was a mistake."
"Hayden, she cheated on her fiancee, you're dad! With Edge!"
"I know. Trust me, I was upset and frustrated when she told me this. But, there is nothing we can do. She needs our support, she feels regret. But, you have to remember that baby could be my dad's."
He nodded, and paid the check. We exited the Diner, and began walking back to the Hotel. He interlaced his hand with my own, and our discussion continued.
"Does John know?"
My head shook, and from his expression, I knew he didn't like what I had told him.
"She told me, she was going to tell him today. I don't know if she will though," I pointed out, "I hope she does. He deserves to know the truth."
"Hell yeah, he does. You're dad is so in love with her, it'll crush him to know she cheated, and possibly pregnant with the Rated R Superstar's baby."
"All I know is, if she doesn't say anything, I will. Now, I'll race you to that Ice Cream shop!"
"Deal!"
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Third POV..
At Randy's hotelroom.
"Randy and Mickie sitting in a tree f-u-c-" John sang, only to be interrupted by the "Legend Killer" himself.
"Shut the hell up, dude."
John rolled his eyes, skimming through the latest WWE magazine, specifically reading the Divas Section. "She does look good here,"
"Who? Mickie?" Randy burst out, as he slipped on a beige shirt.
"No, Ash." he said, his eyes glued on the page, "Micks does too."
Randy stood silent, taking a seat on the couch, grabbing a can of Coke. He was thinking about the brunette, she was always on his mind. He didn't understand why, he never saw anything in her several years ago. Then again, he was fixed on the Boise Belle, Torrie. Now, all that Blonde was for him, is a skank. Conversely, Mickie is an educated, talented, polite WWE Diva. He had been falling for her, and he wondered if she felt the same way. They did spend some time together, hanging out, sharing laughs.
"Are you listening to me?" John's voice doze into Randy's mind.
"What?" he questioned, turning to his best friend, "Repeat what you were saying please?"
"Mickie is coming over."
Randy's face brightened, and he stood up immediatly, "Really? When? Now? Later?"
"Stop asking so many questions you love sick puppy," John shot at him, "She's coming with Ash, in about five minutes."
Randy rolled his eyes at the previous comment, and nodded, acting natural, "Cool."
"You can act all happy if you want, jumping off the walls. It's okay with me, I like watching you, act all googly for her. "
"You're not funny Cena,"
John expressed a dimple showing smile, "I believe I am, thank you very much."
"Psh, and people say I'm cocky?" Randy continued, flicking through the television channels.
"That's because you are," he retorted, as he got up from his seat, once he heard a knock on the door. Randy straightened himself out, concentrating on the television, when in reality he was impatiently waiting to see Mickie enter the room.
"Hey Ash," John kissed her cheek, and went over to Mickie, side hugging her, "Hey Micks. Randy, Mickie's here, you've been waiting oh-so impatiently to see her."
Randy felt heat rise up from his neck, to his face, turning it a deep red. He stood up, and stared down at her, "Hi Mickie."
"Hey Rands," she gave him a grin, and arched her right eyebrow, "I've seen you've missed me?"
He forced his eyes to roll, "John's full of shit."
"So you haven't missed me?" she pouted her lips, weakening the former WWE Champion. He wrapped an arm around her shoulder, and nodded.
"Let's just hangout ok?" he changed the subject, and took a seat on the couch with her, "So, how was your day?"
"Great, Ash and I went shopping for Christmas presents, and stuff."
"That's cool." he felt an uncomfortable silence try to slip through the cracks, however, Ashley started talking.
"So, I was thinking, why don't we all have like a Christmas party?" she began, "It'd be great spending it all together?"
"Yeah, totally! Oh, and have someone dress up like Santa Clause!" Mickie excitedly stated, to recieve some strange looks. "What? It's Christmas, and although we're too old for Santa, why can't we act young again?"
"Uh, Micks, where will we find a Santa?" Ashley asked, until, she turned to The Dr. Of Thuganomics. He immediately shook his head at her, only to get all of them to nod.
"No, I will not be Santa Clause."
"Why not? C'mon it'll be loads of fun!" persuaded the Dirty Diva, with an ecstatic grin.
"Yeah, John, being Santa would be fun." Randy mocked, with a smirk.
"Then you be Santa, Orton." John commented, picking him to be the Jolly Ole' Man.
"Nah, I'm good." he said in full relaxion, "I'd rather be myself, and not a fat old guy." Mickie gasped, slapping Randy on the head, "OWW!"
"Don't say that about Santa, he's such a nice man."
"Mickie, he isn't rea-"
"Shut up!"
He shut his mouth, staring at the diva, who burst into laughter a few seconds later. There she goes again, with her spunky smile, making him fall head over heels for her. He kept his gaze on her, until she noticed him staring at her. She locked his eyes with her, and both kept their trance on each other.
"Hello, earth to the two lovebirds?" Ashley snapped her fingers, and broke their trance.
"Oh sorry, what happened?" Randy shook of the feeling, and gave the blonde diva his full attention.
"I was wondering, if you two can.. take a walk or something?" she offered the idea, "I have to speak with John alone."
"Yeah, sure." the Former Women's Champion stated, grabbing Randy's hand, "Let's go."
The both of them exited the hotel room, leaving John and Ashley alone. He sighed, sliding his arm around her waist, pulling her down on his lap. She could feel her heart palpitating rapidly, as John planted kisses down her neck. Though it felt nice, she grabbed his head, forcing him to look at her.
"So, what do we need to talk about?"
She bit her bottom lip, and gulped. "Well- I-uh.."
"Just tell me, Ash." he said, as he stroked her loose locks, "What is it?"
Tears welled up in her piercing blue eyes, and she sniffled, holding back the tears. John seemed to notice her random reaction, and peered at her with worried eyes.
"What's going on, Ash? You're scaring me, baby, what's wrong?"
"John, you know that week, when you were gone," she slowly began, as he nodded, "Well, I went out with the girls. And, things got a little crazy,"
"How crazy?"
"I slept with Edge, while we were drunk." she confessed, as his jaw dropped to the floor. Those blue eyes of his didn't stare at her with love, instead with anger and pain.
"What?" he got off the seat, practically knocking her on the floor, but she kept her composure. "No..You're kidding me right?"
"I'm sorry John," she cried, and the tears fell from her cheeks.
He chuckled disabelieved, banging his fist against the table, "How could you do this Ash! We're fucking engaged! I can't believe this."
She stood there silent, only soft sobs escaping her lips, "There's more."
He widened his eyes, tilting his head, "More?"
"I'm pregnant."
He stood there, shaking his head, and began pacing up and down the room. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. His fiancee slept with Edge, and is pregant?
"Is he the father?"
Shrugging her shoulders, she stepped closer to him, "I don't know. It could be yours too."
"That's great! There's a fifty-fifty chance, we possibly may have a baby!" he sarcastically acted as if he were excited. "I can't believe you Ash."
"Look, I know I made a mistake! If I could, I would go back and erase what I did, but I can't. I love you to death and you know that."
"I don't know anymore," he sighed, running a hand through his army cut hair, "I think you should go."
"What? John, please, can't we talk about this." she pleaded, and he only shook his head,
"No, I need to be alone." he calmely told her, and she nodded.
"I'm sorry. I really am," she said, reaching for the doorknob, "I want this to be your baby."
"Me too."
With that, the former Playboy Cover girl left the hotel room. John took a moment, and let out a loud, frustratin yell, banging his fists on the table once more.
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Hayden's POV.
"Daddy?" I started, coming through the door, with Tyler. When I walked in, there was my dad, slamming his fists continuously on the table. What the hell is going on? Why is he slamming his fists?
"John, stop it!" Tyler said, grabbing my father's fists, only to be pushed away.
"Calm down!" I exclaimed, as he took a few deep breathes. There, I noticed his eyes were a bit swollen, and the pain in them. Oh no. I think I know what's going on.
"What happened?" I asked with a convincing quizzical stare.
"She cheated on me Hayden." he explained, "She's pregnant too."
Oh god, she told him, and his reaction is worse than I thought.
"Oh dad, I'm so sorry." I hugged him, and he returned it.
"I thought she cared for me," he mumbled, "I can't believe it."
"She does care for you, daddy."
"No, she doesn't."
"Yes she does!" I argued, and he took a seat next to Tyler. Good, Ty, keep your mouth shut. I was afraid he would blurt out "Oh, I already knew that!" or something.
"I feel betrayed."
"Not as worse as she does. Ashley feels heartbroken, regret, and horrible, all at the same time. She regets it, who knows, that baby may be yours."
My dad nodded, hugging me once more, "I hope so, but I don't think I can forgive her, yet."
"I understand that." I told him, as he got up again, "I think I'm heading out for a walk, get some fresh air."
"Ok."
He left the room, his head hanging low. I feel so bad for him right now, he has to take in so much. I'm just happy Ashley told him already, after making him wait so long. I hope she's alright too. This must be one of those rough patches couples go through. Knowing them, they can get through it. I hope.
I felt an arm wrap around my shoulder, pulling me closer. A smile came across my face, as I leaned into Tyler.
"I feel bad for him," I said, "And Ash too."
"Same here, it'll be okay though." Tyler adviced, kissing my lips lightly.
"I know." I said, resting my head on his shoulder.
Everything will be okay, they just have to believe. I have faith in it, I always have.
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