Disclaimer: I only own Nero Anthony Hardy, Jessica Danvers, Courtney, Misty, and Melinda. WWE is owned by Vince McMahon.

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Chapter Six:

It was almost a month later and Jessica couldn't help but to be an emotional wreck. All she did was lock herself up in her room, coming out only when Nero was home. He couldn't see her like this. Honestly she was depressed. She then, lying in her bed on a Thursday afternoon (Nero at school), she wrote into her red velvet poem book:

Escape,

Take me from this hell.

Give me my revenge.

On who did this…

Made me, left.

Gone without words.

Escape.

Lock everything that keeps me sane up in a cell.

Let the craziness come out and avenge.

Hurt the one who left with, with one final kiss.

Hear my plea, come back, set me free.

Leaving me to pick up the pieces.

She'd been writing poems about Jeff lately. She was mad at him, yet, there were even a few love poems she wrote about they time they spent together in North Carolina. Her cell phone rang. She groaned and leaned over to the night stand to pick it up. Not looking at the caller ID she answered.

"Hello?"

"Mrs. Hardy?"

"Who the hell is this? It's Ms. Danvers."

"Sorry," replied the lady, scared at Jessica's outburst. "I was looking for Nero's mother."

"I should be sorry, I'm Nero's mom."

"He is being caught disturbing the class and talking rudely to other kids. He's talking back to teachers." She was about to continue when Jessica cut her off.

"It's funny being a mom, you see all the bad, yet I see all the good. Listen here, lady! My son is really well behaved at him, okay?" Jessica screamed. "What the hell is your name?"

"Headmistress Landon." She answered sharply. Nero went to private school for going on two years now.

"Well, sweetie. You need to check yourself okay." Jessica quickly regretted her words.

"Excuse me? I am the Headmistress of this school. I will not be spoken to in this manor."

"Funny, you just were! Look, you want to be a stuck up bitch? Well then be one, I'm taking my son out of your fucking school." Before the principal can respond Jessica hung up the phone. Sighing she got up and walked over to her dresser, grabbing her clothes and changed quickly. She was in her PJs and it was only around 11 O'clock. After changing she grabbed her car keys and began to go to Nero's private school.

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Once she got there about 30minutes later she stepped out her car. Parking right in front of the school in the 'No Parking Zone' she got out angrily.

"Miss, you can't park here!" said a valet of the school. Jessica couldn't help it, she wished that she hadn't sent her child to Private School.

"Sue me!" was all she replied, stepping on his foot with her knee high black boots.

"Ow!" he replied.

"Sorry!" she called, lying completely, as she walked into the school entrance. They buzzed her in and she walked to the office. Once she was at the desk she screamed. "I want my son out of this horrid school!"

The lady looked up, "wha…what?"

"You heard me. Do the paperwork and get my son out of this school! His name is Nero Hardy."

The secretary looked up. "But, I, do you want to talk to the Headmistress?"

"I have nothing to say to her. I'm really annoyed right now," her voice started to rise. "My son's father doesn't even know he exists! MY FEELINGS CAME RUSHING BACK! I TURNED DOWN A LIFE TIME FUCKING OPERTUNITY. I HAVEN'T BEEN FEELING WELL AND IT'S THAT TIME OF THE MONTH! Withdraw my son from this school or there will be hell to pay!" her voice sounded like it was dripping with venom. Everyone in the office stared at her.

"Right away, maim." They lady answered. The headmistress came out of her office, along side Nero.

"Mom!" Nero replied, running to him mom.

"Baby, are you okay?" she gave him a hug, he pointed to the Headmistress. "That lady is off her rocker!"

"I know baby, some people are hard to fix." Jessica whispered into her ear. "She's always been broken."

"Ms. Danvers, may I please speak to you in private?"

"A private conversation at a private school!" Nero said, "That's so cool!" he replied sarcastically, walking over to a chair and sitting down.

Jessica followed her. Once in her office Headmistress Landon asked her to sit down.

"Someone on my teaching staff told me about your little outburst. Honesty," she began to say. "I think Nero needs a stable home."

Jessica blinked. Was this lady serious? "Wow."

"Is that all you can say…wow? I think maybe, you aren't fit to be a parent."

Jessica stood up quickly knocking her chair to the floor. "Listen lady! You don't know me or shit I've been through! Don't tell me I'm not stable because I am! I give my son a good home, care, love clothes on his back, food on the table every morning, noon and night, and so much more! I'm entitled to have one bad day and when you called me you're not making it any better!"

"Stable!" she also stood, "he doesn't even know his father."

"It's not my fault he doesn't know his father!"

"Yes it is, does he even have his father, or were you some whore on the street corner?" the Headmistress of the top-notch private school gasped, shocked by what came out of her mouth. She was ready to apologies when she was met with a fist to her nose. She held her nose as warm red liquid flowed out of it.

"I gave up a lot for Nero. I love my son, the only thing I regret was not having Jeff in his life. That wasn't under my control. You don't understand me or anything about me and what I act as I do. You and this school can go to hell because you're doing nothing that can help my son. Plus, you piss me off." With that said Jessica left the room, as she walked back into the office she noticed Nero laying on the floor, like a dead person would be in a casket. He looked up. It was nothing new to Jessica, even though she didn't approve oh him doing that, he didn't like sitting in chairs.

"Nero, babe. Get up."

"But mom…" he wined.

"Nero." She replied firmly. He then obeyed his mom.

"Do you have the papers?" Jessica asked, going over to the desk. The lady nodded and handed them to Jessica. "Thanks and sorry about being a bitch earlier. I was really upset."

The lady nodded again, "you are forgiven. Never forgotten though. I've been working here for three years and nobody's ever withdrew their kids from here."

"I'm different. Nero's different."

"I've noticed." She chuckled. "Good luck for the future."

"You're a sweet lady."

"Thanks."

Jessica signed the papers. "Come on Nero, time to leave this school."

"Forever?" Nero asked following her mom.

"Forever."

"Thank Garfield." Was Nero's reply. Jessica giggled, they made their way out of the building and near Jessica's car.

"Your lucky." Replied the valet leaning on the car.

"Oh am I?" Jessica looked at Nero and nodded. Nero got into the backseat of the car. When his mother nodded at him it was her 'mommy's handling something' look. "Get off my car."

The valet got off the car. "I was about to have it towed."

Jessica rolled her eyes and got into the car. "Baby, are you hungry?" she knew Nero's school lunch wasn't until 12 and he didn't eat breakfast.

"Yeah, can we go to Bagel Jays?" Jessica nodded starting her car.

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Since Jeff seen Jessica is was all he thought about. He loved her, well he used to love her. He remembered how when he first met her she would be nervous around him because she used to get teased until it went too far when she lived in New York. Her family then moved to Cameron to get away from it. He was glad they did it was there that het met the love of his life.

"Jeff!" a knock came from his hotel door. He was in deep thought and didn't notice the time go by. Looking at the clock he noticed that it was 12 O'clock and a number of RAW, ECW and Smackdown superstars and divas had a signing at 2.

"Coming!" Jeff stood, he stood and walked over to the door answering it.

"Hey, man! Sup?"

"Not much. I'm about to take a shower." Was Jeff's reply. His friend nodded.

"I'll wait."

A few minutes later Jeff stepped into the shower. His friend got bored and tired of waiting. He couldn't help but to notice Jeff's cell phone. He grabbed it, flipping though Jeff's contacts. He couldn't help but notice this contact that stood out: Misty. He never met her, hmm should he or shouldn't he? It didn't matter because he already pressed the talk button. John Cena was one nosey man. He after three rings was about to hang up with a sexy voice answered.

"Hello?"

"Hey, is this Misty?"

"No," the voice sarcastically replied, "it's Baby Bop."

"Well Baby Bop tell Barney I said hi."

"Will do…if I knew who you are. Who is this?" Misty wondered.

John thought, he didn't want to tell her he was John Cena. Then again he wondered if she knew he was a wrestler, then again she knew Jeff. "I'm Marc." He said only thinking of his cousin's name.

"Okay, how'd you get my number?"

"I…" he trailed off. "Took it out of my friend's phone."

"Who is your friend?"

"A person?"

"No freakin' duh!" John smiled. "Is this conversation going any where, Marc?"

"If you want it to." He heard silence on the other line.

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Misty thought to herself, 'did she want to talk to him? Marc, like that was his name. She didn't buy it for one second.'

"Sure, we can talk."

"That's what I like to hear." She could tell he was about to laugh.

"Well you're going to be hearing tone in a minute."

"Tone?" he questioned.

"The dial tone, Marc…if that is your real name, which I know it isn't."

"Fine it's not Marc."

"I know…" was her reply.

"What do you do for a living?"

"I'm a Pre-K teacher."

"Shouldn't you be in school?"

"No, I called off today."

"Really, why?"

"I don't really like kids. I know it's stupid but me and kids never seem to connect."

"Then why'd you teach kids?" Misty hated that question.

"I'd…" she paused. "When I got my degree I wanted to teach high school English. Though, I thought me taking the Pre-K job would help me reconnect with my inner child. I grew up fast and I hate that."

"Really, how'd you grow up fast? Oh, how old are you? I'm 29."

Misty paused. "Who are you? I don't want to tell my business to a stranger!"

"I'm…" Misty couldn't help but to realize his voice was very sexy, almost better than Kyle, her boyfriend.

"John."

"Cool." Was Misty's reply. "But just because I know your name doesn't mean I know you."

"I know, Misty. I would never be like a psycho killer or anything."

"You could be."

"But I'm not."

"I'm sure psycho killers just don't go admitting they are psycho killers."

"Cena! What are you doing on my phone?" Misty heard a voice yell. Suddenly she heard a beep, knowing she had a call waiting.

"John, I have to go. Oh, and I'm 26 by the way." Misty clicked over before he had time to reply.

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Jessica was at home when she took out her cell and called Misty, she knew she needed a major favor from her friend. Of course she was going to make it worth Misty's while.

"Hello?" Misty answered.

"Mist, you know I love you right?"

"What do you want?" was Misty's instant reply.

"I took Nero out of Private School."

"About damn time! I told you Nero wouldn't fit in with those rich kids!"

Jessica laughed, "You did."

"Are you out of you depressive state? Because I would like to come over and chill some time. Without seeing you act so blah!"

"I can't help it. I didn't plan on seeing him again!"

"Some guy named John called my phone and I don't even know who the hell he is! His friend called him Cena though."

"Um, Mist?"

"Yeah?"

"John Cena…"

"It did sound like him but how would John Cena get my number?"

"True." Was Jessica's reply.

"You never did tell me what you want."

"Oh, well…I was wondering if you'd home school Nero."

"What!"

"You're certified."

"I know, but…wow. No way!"

"It's better than those Pre-K kids."

"Hey, they put food on the table and pay my bills."

"You know damn well that you wouldn't have had to be a teacher if you just would of…" she was cut off.

"Don't bring that up!"

"Sorry, please?"

"No."

"I'll pay you…"

"How much?" If Jessica knew Misty like she think she knew her than Misty was raising her eyebrow as curious as a cat.

"Umm, 700 a week." Jessica knew she was good for the money.

"I'll take it…when do I start?" Misty's job didn't pay her as much a week and she'd only be teaching one student who happened to be her God Son.

"Tomorrow. Misty, if you want to earn extra cash…"

"Doing what?"

"Babysitting for like two days."

"TWO DAYS!"

"With Melinda, she'll be there too! Stay here and babysit Nero together."

"With…Melinda?"

"Yeah."

"And she's really going to help?"

"Yes." Misty paused.

"Where are you going, anyways?"

"Connecticut." Jessica answered simply as if it was an everyday thing.

"Your going to beg for a job aren't you?"

"Possibly."

"Mom! Mom!"

"Hey, Mist. I got to go."

"Alright, what time tomorrow?"

"We'll I still need to get the ticket!"

"I'm talking about for school."

"I'll call you tonight with that."

"Alright, bye chica." Jessica and Misty hung up there phones.

Jessica glanced at Nero eating his plain bagel with cream cheese on it. "Yes, baby?"

"I named this bagel, Jay!"

"Really?" was Jessica's reply, she rolled her eyes, Nero always named his food.

"Yeah." Nero took a huge bite. With food in his mouth he replied. "I killed Jay! I killed Jay!" Food that was in his mouth flew out, almost landing on his mother.

Jessica looked at her son with a smile. "Chew with your mouth closed."

"But I need my teeth to chew." He swallowed.

"And I need my son to grow up with good manors."

"What are manors?" Jessica frowned. "Kidding, mom!"

"When I'm done can I go outside and skateboard?" he took a sip of his Sprite.

"Yes, but be in the house in an hour. I'm going to take a bath. Take your keys."

Nero nodded as he continued to eat 'Jay'.