Welcome To My Truth
Chapter 41: Kylie Nicole Cena.
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I hate hospitals. The smell of them, the poor sick people surrounding, and the fact that the Doctors don't say shit to you. I've been sitting here for about an hour, and none of the Doctors have said anything to us. That makes me even more concerned about the situation. I haven't spoken to my father nor Adam. He didn't answer his phone when I called him, I did leave him a message though. He should get here, I gave him the directions and everything. I know he really cares for Ashley, as a friend, nothing else. At least I don't think so. He knows that she's crazy in love with my father, and that she just wants to be good friends with him.
Randy was trying to figure out the updates on Ashley. He had to go down the hall in order to see the receptionist, leaving Tyler and myself alone in the waiting room. He was currently playing some game on his phone, and me, well, I'm here worrying.
"Baby," I began glancing at him, and he looked up at me.
"Yeah?" he paused his game, giving me his full attention.
"I'm scared," I confessed, "What if something bad happened, what if..."
"Don't say the negative Hayden," he took my hand with his, "just think of the positive okay? Everything is going to be fine."
"How do you know?"
"Because I have a feeling," he took a strand of my hair, tucking it behind my ear, "everything is going to be okay."
I always could count on Tyler to make me feel better. He was good at that sort of thing. He always knew what to say when I'm down. It's been like that ever since we were fourteen. I remember the first time we met, it was pretty funny. Partly because he left once he asked who I was. After that, all he did was be a flirt machine. Everytime I think of those old times, all I could do is laugh. We were best friends, wait, we still are best friends. And that's what makes me think of the positive.
Randy appeared from the other side of the hall, a serious look on his face. He sighed, and took a seat in front of us.
"She's..."
"She's what?" I nibbled on my bottom lip staring at him with intense eyes.
Just as he was about to speak, Alexa, Mickie, and Mike appeared from the entrance. They rushed to us, and the first to speak: Mickie.
"Where is she? What happened? Someone answer me please," she rambled, and Randy pulled her down next to him.
"She was complaining of sharp pains in her stomach, then fainted..." I explained, "So, my dad rushed her to the hospital. And they haven't said anything about it."
"How could they not say anything about it?!" Alexa exclaimed in an in-door voice, "That's not right."
"I know," I agreed, as they took seats near us, "What happened in the match?"
Alexa and Mickie gave me cold looks, and shook their heads. I knew what was coming.
"You didn't prepare us for a hellacious match Hayden," Mickie began, "Then, a beat down from Nattie?"
I stared at the floor, and back at them; "Sorry."
"That's all?" Alexa laughed in a sarcastic voice, "Sorry? You could have warned us."
"No," I shook my head, "I couldn't. Wrestlemania is this Sunday, Alexa. It's important to me, and I needed a good strategy..."
"and that was getting us beaten by two powerful monster women?" the Former Women's Champion interrupted.
"Vince and I talked about it, he offered up the idea. I accepted."
Alexa inhaled a breath, and released it. She lifted her bag up, and took out the Women's Belt. It was shiny, and it was calling my name.
"This is important to me too," she said in a serious tone, "I'm Women's Champion, on top of all the other divas.. even you. I understand where your coming from. You're trying to weaken me. Nice try Hayden. But, it takes a lot more to weaken me. You're my best friend, out of the ring. Inside that ring, you're just another competitor I'm going to take down."
Those are some strong words, but she's right. We are best friends outside that four sided ring, but inside, we are tough competitors. I'm against her, she's against me. She's the Women's Champion, I'm the number one contender.
"I agree with you," I nodded as everyone else was silent, "You're the Women's Champion Alexa. You have to stay strong, I get it. What you don't get is, you don't intimidate me one bit. I've worked hard to become number one contender. I've tried winning that belt against Maria, and lost. Since then, I've become stronger and more focused than ever. You see me in that ring every Monday night, fighting harder than I do the previous Monday. Expect the Unexpected from me Alexa. I may not be able to weaken you quickly, but you sure as hell won't take me down."
She gave me a look, obviously impressed. She stuck her hand out, "May the better woman win."
I gladly shook her hand; "Yes, may the better woman win."
After a short silence, Tyler yelled "Score!", causing everyone in the waiting room to stare at us. How embarrassing is that? His face turned a light pink, and he released a couple of laughs. I told him to be quiet, and he just stuck his tongue out at me. Meanwhile, I took a glance at Randy. He was talking with Mickie, you can so tell that she likes him a lot. Alexa and Mike were talking quietly to each other, I think about the Wedding. And, myself? I'm here thinking about everything. That's what I do, think.
"Randy," I took him out of the conversation he was in, "What's going on with Ashley?"
"Oh yeah," he said, as he grabbed all of our attention, "She's has to go through emergency labor."
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Third POV.
She lay back on the bed, breathing heavy. Sweat fell from her face, tears to match. She was in deep pain, and the Doctors had just told her she was in need for Emergency Labor. John was right beside her, no one else. He had his hand attached to hers, while he just stared at the wall. He was scared, and worried about the situation.
The Doctor entered the Hospital room, a bunch of nurses behind him. He took a seat in front of her. She sat up, and tried to wipe the sweat from her face. She felt too weak.
"Okay, Ashley, we need you to push," he instructed, "I know this is going to be difficult. So, I'm going to count to three, and that's when I want you to start pushing."
"John," she could feel herself become more nervous, "Help me please."
"Just squeeze my hand Ash, I'm right here by your side," he told her kissing her forehead, "I love you."
She grinned slightly, and felt a pain rush through her body.
"Ashley, 1...2...3... Push!"
She squeezed onto John's hand, and pushed as hard as she could. It felt so painful, tears began falling from her eyes as she screamed. The Doctor along with John continued to motivate her as she pushed.
"One more Push Ashley!" The Doctor said, "Push!"
"C'mon Baby, you can do it." John told her, his hand was numb.
She pushed harder than she did before, "AAHHHH!!"
And then, the Doctor stopped, and the Dirty Diva could feel a sudden relief. However, the one sound she was waiting for didn't appear. It was silent, with the exception of her heavy breathing, and the Doctor talking to the Nurses. There were no infant cries. He held the baby in his hand, and took it over to the baby table. they placed the oxygen on the small mouth.
"What's her name?" John asked, "Did you pick?"
Ashley nodded; "Kylie Nicole Cena."
John smiled; "I love it."
She formed a smile on her face, and his lips fell onto hers. The Doctor took off his mask, and looked over at the engaged couple. His face was full of regret.
"Ms. Massaro..." he started, "I'm sorry."
"Sorry?" she looked at him confused, "Sorry for what?"
"It was a still-birth," he announced, "I'm so sorry. You're daughter didn't come out alive."
Ashley could feel her heart shatter to pieces. John couldn't believe it either, his face was blank with shock.
"No." she shook her, "Doctor.. no!"
"I'm so sorry Ms. Massaro, Mr. Cena."
Her tears flew down her face, and more sobs escaped from her lips; "No, this can't..."
The Doctor explained to them the procedure, and how this still-birth could have occurred. Ashley couldn't listen no longer. After eight months of moodswings, baby kicks, which proved her baby was alive, and great times picking out clothes and names.
Her daughter; Kylie Nicole Cena, died before she entered the world.
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Hayden POV.
"Why aren't we allowed to see her?" I said in an annoyed tone at the receptionist. She wasn't a nice woman.
"Because, you aren't allowed Ms. Cena." She repeated through gritted teeth, "I'll let you know when you can see her."
Rolling my eyes, I turned on my heel, and walked back to the waiting room. I hate receptionists. Some of them are so mean. Especially at the hotels, they don't like the WWE too much. Probably because we switch our rooms a lot.
I entered the Waiting Room, and I saw Mickie and Alexa in tears. Randy, Tyler, and Mike had their heads down. Okay? What's going on? My dad was standing in front of them.
"Daddy?" I walked toward him, and he turned to face me. He had pain showing in his eyes, and I could tell something was wrong.
"Hayden..." he began, his voice cracked, "Ashley had a still-birth."
"What?" I didn't understand what he was saying.
"The baby wasn't born alive." Mickie explained through her sobs.
My eyes widened, and I could feel the tears burn behind my eyes. This can't be true! Ashley couldn't have had a still-birth. She was so happy.. the baby was healthy, I don't get this.
"No," I shook my head, and tears began to fall, "Daddy, no. The baby was healthy."
"I know," he put his head down, and I began to cry a bit harder. Then, Tyler stood up, and pulled me into a hug. I knew something bad was going to happen. My gut informed me this before-hand. I didn't think it was this bad.
We stood in silence, and I tried to let the thought sink into my mind.
"I got here as soon as Hayden called me," Adam rushed through the halls, and his face turned serious once he saw all of us, "What's going on?"
My dad stared at him, this time with a soft look; "Ashley had a still-birth."
And, he just looked at us; "What? How? I thought the baby was healthy?"
"We all thought that," I cried, "I'm so sorry Adam."
He ran a hand through his dirty blonde hair.
"Can I see Ashley?" he asked, his voice also cracked. I knew he cared about the baby too.
"Go ahead, it's room 113, " my dad allowed him, "Talk to her, she's...shocked and won't say anything."
Adam didn't say anything, instead, he ran down the hall, looking for the room. My dad sighed, and took a seat. His hands covered his face, I knew this was hard. The hardest part of this?
The baby was part of all of lives. We helped Ashley through everything. Each of us took part, we were excited for her to come. All of us didn't expect for this to happen.
"Dad," I cleared my throat, "What did she name the baby?"
"Kylie Nicole Cena."
Kylie Nicole Cena. A beautiful name. It must have taken Ashley forever to pick out a name. That was one of her favorite parts of being pregnant. Picking out a baby name and clothes. She was ecstatic to become a mother, and now, it's like her dreams have been crushed.
And to make matters worse; We still don't know who Kylie's real father is.
I guess it wasn't meant to be known. I don't think it would have mattered. Adam and my dad would have taken care of Kylie as their own daughter.
I thought I was going to have a baby sister. I was waiting for another Cena to come.
Kylie Nicole Cena is still my sister, she has been since the day I found out Ashley was pregnant. And to know that I won't be able to do her hair, play Barbies, talk about boys, or have those sister talks, is just horrible feeling.
I never want to feel this way again. I don't think any of us do, especially Ashley.
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