Mr. Kennedy Meets Love

Chapter 3 "A Secret Perhaps?"

Ken waltzed down the hallway tying to locate Candice. He turned the corner and luckily saw her talking to Torrie. He walked up to them and you could easily read the very nervous smile across his face. Torrie just said hello and then walked away and Candice looked up at Ken.

"Hey Ken, what's up?"
"Um, I wanted to ask you something."
"Sure, go ahead."
"Well, I wanted to invite you to go to the club with Charmel, Booker and I."
"Yeah, I'd love that. It would be so much fun."
"But, there's someone else I want to invite and I kind of don't know how."
"Who is it?…oh wait, let me guess. It's Hannah isn't it?"
"…Maybe?"
"You like her don't you Ken?"
"…Maybe?"
"Just go ask her, I'm sure she'll say yes."
"Candice, you don't understand. It's not that easy. I just can't help but get this certain way around her. I look like a complete dork. You don't even know."
"Well, actually I do. Randy was telling a lot of people about the whole snorting thing."
"Oh great, that fucker."
"Look Ken, you got to understand something. Women think that it's sweet to see a guy who's a little shy it shows a softer side. But woman don't really like a guy who doesn't have confidence and can't do some things himself."
"So I just go ask her right?"
"Yes, I think that's what you should do."

"Oh geez, how the hell do I do it?"
"Um…you ask her."
"Alright, I'm going. There is no turning back. I'm going to do this."
"Go get her Ken."
"Thanks Candice!"
"Don't forget not to snort!" Candice yelled out to him.

Ken ran around in the halls searching for Hannah's locker room and finally found it after five minutes. He stopped and looked totally out of breath. He stood in front of her door and took one big deep breath and raised his hand to knock on the door. Knock Knock Knock! He was thinking oh shit once he had already knocked. There was really no turning back this time. His heart nearly stopped when he saw the door was about to open. But just before he saw the door come to full swing, his heart was smiling ready to see her beautiful smile. She stood there in tight blue jeans and a light blue tank top showing the perfect amount of mid-drift. He just couldn't take it anymore. This woman was going to be the result of his heart stopping.

"H-hey Hannah."
"Hi Ken, are you okay?"
"Huh? Oh yeah, I'm fine. Just a little out of breath at the moment."
"Well what happened?"
"I was just trying to find your room before you ended up leaving.
"Oh, well what did you need?"
"I wad wondering something."
"Okay…"
"Will you join, Candice, Booker, Charmel, and myself to go the club down the street?"
"Tonight?"
"Yeah, we all just kind of wanted to take you to the local town and show you what we usually do after shows around here. It's what a lot of the wrestler's do. I'll bet there'll be half the roster there."
"Well, I guess I could go. But I really can't be too long. I have other stuff I need to take care of."
"That's totally fine, but save me a dance okay?"
"…Okay, where are we all meeting?"
"Um, I'm not sure. Do you know how much longer you'll be in here?"
"Fifteen minutes?"
"Okay, do you want to just ride with me? I'll come get you here when you're done?"
"Alright, sounds great. See you then."
"Okay, bye Hannah."
"Bye Ken."

They both smiled at each other and she shut the door to continue getting her stuff together to go. Meanwhile Ken was scampering down the halls doing a ridiculously retarded happy dance. But in the back of his mind, he couldn't help but wonder what it was that needed her to be back so early. But he just shrugged it off and went to grab Candice, Charmel, and Booker.

After twenty minutes or so, they were all gathered together and getting in their cars to drive to the club. Hannah got in Ken's rented truck and they cruised down the street. The club was about ten miles away. The good club anyways. Ken was so nervous that he couldn't think of a single thing to say. Hannah couldn't help but be nervous too because he was making her so nervous. But then he wanted to try and find that confidence. So he swallowed a little bit and tried talking.

"So, are you a pretty busy person for the most part?"
"…Yeah, I guess you could say that."
"Well, what makes you so busy?"
"Ken, it's so complicated. It's really hard for most people to understand. So many people I've met in my life just don't seem to understand."
"Hannah, what's the matter?"
"I really don't want to talk about it anymore if that's okay."
"…Okay, hey I'm really sorry for prying. You just kind of got me concerned. I really hope that you are okay."
"I'm really okay Ken. I'm fine; my life is just a little rough sometimes. But I'm really going to be okay."
"Okay, but if you ever need someone to talk to. Just let me know okay?"
"…I will, thank you Ken."

The silence was deafening as they finally pulled up to the club. There were even a few wrestlers already standing at the door. They got out and walked right in. the club was luckily not so packed considering it was only a Monday night. They saw Charmel, Candice, and Booker all sitting at a table. Ken followed closely behind Hannah as they approached the table. Everyone saying hello with smiles on their faces. Booker got up and grabbed Charmel's hand.

"Let's go do some dancing baby."
"You got it my King."

They enjoyed themselves walking out onto the dance floor leaving Hannah, Ken, and Candice to figure out what to do next. But it didn't take long before Candice was asked to dance by some hot guy. So she was gone. Ken wanted to badly to ask Hannah to dance. But once again he was really nervous and felt kind of bad for what he said on the ride over. He wishes he didn't pry her so much. She must think he's weird now. But his mind was taken away from its thoughts when he felt Hannah grabbing his wrist pulling him onto the dance floor. The song playing was getting everyone going. Hannah had to admit that for the first time in a long time, she was truly smiling. As for Ken, he was hoping he didn't have two left feet. But they continued dancing having a great time when Hannah had to go to the ladies room. Ken just went to the bar to order them some drinks.

Hannah was making her way to the bathroom and was just about to open the door when she heard a familiar voice call her name from close behind her. She stopped dead in her tracks and really didn't want to turn around. But she couldn't avoid him. No matter how much she hated him, she couldn't ignore him, not this man. The man who had haunted her life for five years. She then turned around only to be continuously heartbroken that the voice matched the face. She couldn't even force a smile as she took a breath.

"What do you want Charlie?"
"What are you doing here Hannah?"
"Trying to avoid you? Guess that didn't work out. Please just leave me alone Charlie. I seriously want you out of my life."
"Oh sweetheart, I'm never going to be out of your life."
"I really wish you wouldn't say that."
"Well, it's the truth. So why aren't you with Sammie right now?"
"You leave him out of this. No matter what, Sammie will never want anything to do with you."
"Oh, such a crying shame. Do tell him I said hello."
"Go fuck off you asshole!"

She was so angry that she blew off having to go to the bathroom and stormed passed the bar but not without Ken seeing he first. He wondered what was wrong and followed her. She was about ready to bust loose and cry out all the tears she had left in her. Ken ran up to her and looked into her wet brown eyes.

"Hey, what's the matter? Are you okay?"
"No Ken, I'm not okay. I really don't think I ever am. I just can't do this anymore. Listen, you're a nice guy. But I don't need that in my life right now. I just need to be alone. Listen, thanks for taking me out. It was great, but I really need to get back to my hotel room right now."
"Please let me give you a ride."
"Okay, but only to the building."
"I promise, come on let's go."

They got in his truck and they drove towards the hotel. She was trying to hard not to cry the whole ride there. She didn't want him to see her cry. She just wanted to curl up into a little ball and forget about so much that couldn't be forgotten. The Hotel was in sight and they pulled into the drive-thru. Ken looked over at Hannah with much concern.

"Hannah, are you really alright?"
"Ken please, I just need to go to my room. I'm really sorry that you had to see me like this. I'm really sorry."

She started to cry as she ran out of the truck and into the hotel soon entering her room. She shut the door and fell to the floor bottom down and cried in her hands. She had managed not to cry for a whole two weeks until she had to see Charlie again. The man who had brought so much pain and hurt into her life leaving her with only one good thing…

(Well, I think I'm going to stop it there. I really hope you liked this chapter. I was just getting more and more amped as I was writing it. It got pretty emotional. But I wanted to add a little spice to my story. I really hoped you fellow readers and writers enjoyed it though. I will be having the next chapter posted in hopefully two days. Keep it real, please R&R. I'd really like to know if I'm doing alright here. Thanks so much everyone. Loves yah!)