This is an extra long chapter because it's the last. But, have no fear I'm starting the sequel to this story. I'm for you guys to see it.
"Okay so I'm going to take you where I saw my first wrestling show", he was so excited that he squeezed my hand. "Excited much?" I laughed. "Yep. Now let's go", he pulled me along.
"Welcome to HWA" he put up his hands. "Nice place" I looked around in awe I never saw an independent wrestling set up. "This is where I got my start" he sat on the apron. "This was my life, my sanctuary, a place I was happy to call home" I sat beside him and wrapped my arms around his body. "A lot of great memories huh?" I looked up at his face. "Yeah." He nodded. "Hey you interested in sparing for a while" I released my grip on him. "Hell yeah" he shot up and into the ring. I laughed, "Calm down there." We spared for a half hour and we decided to go for a late lunch. Since it wasn't really cold outside we walked around his old neighborhood. "I guess I'll be your tour guide" he didn't seem so thrilled. I caught on, "Um…hey if you don't want to I fully understand."
"No you don't" he said. "What do you mean I don't?" he didn't answer. "Jon please talk to me" I grabbed his hand, but he shook it away. I didn't say anything we just kept walking. A few minuets later I asked him, "Tell me what you meant before", I was curious to what he had to say. He didn't answer me. The next thing I knew I was against the wall, "Jon what's wrong?" a tear fell from my eyes; he never did anything like that before. "If you really want to know I'll tell you" he slammed his hand against the brick wall. "Look at your child hood then remember what I told you about mine. You have a mother and a father who care about you and love you. You go to a perfect little private school; your daddy helped you buy a car. You have grandparents, aunts, uncles, loads of cousins and what did I have. It was when I was 16 that I found something I loved, it wasn't a person it was a career." I looked down to the floor I couldn't stand to see him like this. "Oh, I'm not done. I could have died multiple times. I did all kinds of drugs, you name it I probably did it. I even had to sell drugs to people just so I could eat. This neighborhood right here was dangerous, who was selling drugs, who was getting into fights. You know, I got my ass whipped almost on a daily basis and did anyone care, NO. My mom was to busy consumed into herself she forgot she even had a son. I had to provide for myself, do you know how hard that was? I was only a kid, I was only a kid", tears fell from his eyes. He didn't try and hide it which made me happy that he trusts me. I wrapped my arms around him as tight as I could it took a while for him to hug back. He was crying on my shoulder, this was the kind of things I wanted him to let out. "That's the past Jon; it's all in the past. You're alive, you have an amazing career and you have me." I cried too. "Don't leave me, don't ever let me go. Just don't." He cried. "I'm not going anywhere. I love you too much. I won't leave you alone; you'll always have me." I said in between tears. "Promise", his voice evened out. "I promise. I love you Jon" I cried out while we released our grips on each other. "I love you too", I wiped away whatever tears were left on his face. I pulled him in for a kiss, "You are a big part of my life" I said against his lips. "I appreciate you; it takes a special person for me to dump all this on." He put his forehead against mine, "I'm here for you Jon."
"Let's go eat I'm starving" he smiled and held my hand. "Me too. Now it's dinner" I looked at my watch.
Jon POV
I feel so much better once I got all that out. We walked to get dinner, I looked down at her and smiled, but she didn't see me. She is the reason I feel better. If I never had met her last summer I still would have had some pent up anger building. She gave me comfort like no one else has I can't believe how lucky I am to have a girl like Chris. I wasn't lying; I didn't want to let her go. She looked up at me and smiled so I returned a smile. "Where are we actually going?" she asked. I totally forgot, "Sorry, I'm so dumb, make a left here then go down the block and we'll make another left." She giggled the cute little giggle she did when I was being awkward. "Don't worry about it wherever we end up we'll end up. As long as I get to stand beside you." I smiled. "Wow that was cheesy", she laughed. "Just a little, but I am enjoying walking with you" I was looking in front of me.
"We are here" I opened the door for her. "Thank you" she bowed and walked in. This place only sold pizza, it wasn't that nice in here but, it'll do. We sat at a booth in the middle of the tiny pizzeria. "I thought if I just said things about my past all at once, that I'd be embarrassed; but I'm not" I looked down at the table. "You know that I don't judge you. You didn't judge me when I said I was in a depression for nearly a year and thought about killing myself." The one waitress that worked there came to our table. "Hello what kind of pizza do you two want", she said it very nasty and bored. "Two plain round slices" I tried to be nice even though she wasn't. "Drinks" she put her pen to the paper. "I'll have a bud." "I'll have water" Chris answered. "Ice or no ice" the waitress asked getting restless. "Ice please" Chris said through clinched teeth. "I'll be back", the woman yawned. "Well that was rude", Chris turned as she said it to me. "I know, she's been working here since I was younger and she is the only one serving since this place only has 7 tables" I said. "I couldn't deal with customers" I added.
"So what are we going to do?" Chris put her hands on the table and held up her head. "I'll pass by my old apartment and then we could hang out at the hotel." I positioned myself the same way she did. A few minutes later the waitress came with our pizza and drinks. We ate in silence for about 20 minutes then left.
"Can you carry me?" she pouted. "Sure. Why not? Get on my back." I said and her face lit up. "Thanks" she said as she hopped on my back. "This is fun we should do this more often" she kissed the back of my head. "This is good weight lifting", I commented. "You calling me a dumbbell" she said in a fake southern accent. "No never" I said in a southern accent also. "Don't drop me now", she said still in the accent. I pretended to drop her down. "Hey sassy pants" she said in her regular voice. "We're almost there" I announced. I took her off my back and carried her bridal style; she let out a yelp of surprise. "Hello" I said looking at her face now. "Hi" she said casually and waved. I couldn't help but laugh. She put her arms around my neck and snuggled her head into my shoulder. We had to walk for another 2 minutes. I noticed Chris' breath get even, I turned my head a little to see that she was still sleeping. I smiled and decided to just walk back to the hotel instead. The doors were automatic so I carried her in. I didn't want to wake her up especially since she looked so pretty. I went to the elevator and tried to press the button. I saw her eyes flutter open, "sorry, I'll get down." "No, just press the buttons for me" I said. "Okay" she was still half asleep.
We finally got into the room she was standing next to me at this point. When I pushed the door open I picked her up again and set her on the bed. "You're tired go to sleep. I'm going to shower quickly and I'll be right out" I walked to my luggage and got my pajamas.
10 minutes later I emerged from the bathroom only to see Chris sound asleep. I crawled into the bed as quietly and smoothly as I could. I distanced myself from her so she didn't wake up. I couldn't sleep for a while so I stared at her; she had a slight smile on her face her lips looked fuller. She was really exhausted all the time, but she still managed to look calm. I quickly drifted into sleep, "thank you" I whispered to Chris as she slept.
It was still dark, so I went on the patio for a smoke. I checked the clock on the TV before walking out; it was 6:30 on a Sunday morning. I looked over and could see practically all of Cincinnati. Even though I have a lot of bad memories, I still find myself to like it here.
Chris POV
I woke up and my watch read 6:45 I was still in my clothes from last night. I managed to get the sleepiness out of my eyes; I looked around Jon wasn't next to me. I panned my head to right and saw him smoking on the patio. I decided to take a shower and not interrupt him. I looked at myself in the mirror "boy do I look run down"; I said to myself and washed my face. I had makeup on, but that didn't hide the tiredness I felt inside. I saw a shower cap in a box and put that on; I just wanted to be finished. I still took about 15 minutes; after I washed I stood there and thought about things. I got dressed, took off the shower cap, and got dressed. I decided to not put on makeup and go on the patio with Jon. "Hey" I walked outside and sat next to Jon. "Hi, get enough sleep?" he folded his hands. "Yes I did. I had fun this weekend." "Me too", we were in silence wrapped up in our own thoughts. "You still look tired", he reached and took a strand of hair out of my eyes. "I always do. I don't know what's wrong with me." I put on a fake smile. "You should get checked out. Go get blood work or something." His hand roamed down my arm to my hand. "I will" I said and intertwined our fingers. "Promise, I want you to be healthy." I smiled, "You're the best." We walked inside to pack.
"I have my car, where do you want me to take you?" I tossed his soap bottle to him. "Take me to the airport I have to leave for Kansas. It's in Jersey so you don't need to drive alone in unfamiliar territories." He zipped up his luggage and I zipped up my duffel bag. "Ready?" he asked walking to the door. "Yep let's go."
We walked to the car and put our stuff in. He started driving; I was going to take over at the airport. "We never really talked about Friday night" Jon brought it up. "What do you want to talk about?" He smirked and I knew something was up, "Would you recommend me?" he asked. "Yes and no" I blushed a little. "Why no?" he smirked again never taking his eyes off the road. "Because you're all mine", I grinned. "That's the answer I wanted" he laughed. We sat in silence listening and occasionally singing to the radio. After 2 hours on the road we got to the airport. He drove where everyone picks up passengers, "okay, I'll see you sometime" He came over to me and kissed me softly. "I love you and I'll call when I land in Kansas." "I love you too", I kissed him this time. "Okay I have to go my flight leaves in 30 minutes." He put on the beats that I bought him last year for Christmas. "Bye" I waved and got in the drivers seat. I rolled down the window when Jon closed the trunk. "Bye", he waved back. Once he got inside I left for New York.
*2 weeks later*
"Mom, I need to go to the doctor" I walked barely in a straight line. "Are you okay?" my mom panicked. "I can't see straight." "What happened?" my dad came in. Good thing he came in when he did because I passed out in his arms.
I woke up in a hospital bed with machines attached to me. My eyes were blurry, but that quickly went away. I saw my parents talking to a doctor, "mom and dad", I called out. They came rushing over to me, "honey are you alright?" my mom lightly hugged me. "I'm fine just annoyed at these wires sticking to me" I pointed to where they were on my chest. The doctor came over to us and handed me water. "Why did she pass out Dr. Long?" my dad asked; he always asks the doctor questions. "She went into a shock. Did you experience any pain before you passed out?" she asked me. "Yeah over here I felt burning inside." I pointed to where the ovaries are located. "Uh-huh" Dr. Long wrote it down. "Okay I know what we have to do. We ran some tests when we woke you up, I'm sorry but you need surgery to take out your ovaries. I'm sorry but that means in the future you won't be able to birth a child. I'm sorry, but unless you want to develop cancer down the road we have to do the procedure." Dr. Long walked out of the room. I looked at my parents, "I'm doing the surgery" I said. "I don't want you to get really sick", my dad paced in front of the bed a little. Dr. Long came in to get me, "Okay are you ready?" "Yes", I answered nervously. "One more question" my dad said, "How long is she staying in the hospital?" "Well its Saturday so she can go home on Wednesday." A couple of nurses rolled me in the gurney into the surgical room. I was put on the operating table; I was knocked out with the anesthesia and quickly fell asleep.
I woke up about 3 hours after the surgery. I looked down the hospital gown and saw a scar on my lower stomach; I took a deep breath. My parents walked in and so did Deana. "Hi guys" I said weakly. "Hi how are you?" Deana held my hand. "Down in the dumps" I replied. "You'll feel better once the anesthesia wears off" she let go of my hand. "Hi honey. You're going to feel so much better now" my mom walked over to me. "Rest a little. Someone else wants to see you", my dad said not so thrilled. Right away I knew who he meant. "Hi Chris" Jon came in the recovery room and my parents left. He had a small teddy bear with a balloon that said get well. "How are you?" he asked and sat at the chair beside the bed. "I've felt better all the time", he lightly laughed. "Thank you" I said almost whispering. "Why? You told me the blood work came out good." "You made me realize that I couldn't ignore how I felt. And thanks for the bear", I gave a small smile.
"Your welcome. I named him Dean after my ring name if that's okay with you?" he laughed. "It's okay with me" I smiled.
Dr. Long came in to see me, "We'll take you to your room", and she and 2 other nurses rolled me to the room. Jon was standing next to the nurse on the right of me. I saw my parents in the room; my mom was sitting and my dad was on the phone. "I have to go home I have work in the morning", my dad got off the phone. My mom had to leave too because of my brother and sister. Jon spoke up, "I'll stay with her tonight." Deana chimed in, "And I'll hang with her Monday and Tuesday night. I have no classes, its winter break. "Thank you guys", my mom said. My parents came and kissed me on the head and left. "Jon are you sure you don't have to leave tonight" Deana asked. "No I have to tomorrow at noon." "Okay I'll come in, in the morning", Deana hugged me and left. It was getting late and I had a long day. "You want the TV on?" Jon asked while he sat in the chair beside me. "No I'm tired it was a long day" I answered. "Okay" he put the remote on the small table. A nurse came in to give Jon a portable bed they gave people who stayed over night. "Thanks" he said and laid down. "Goodnight, I love you." "Love you too" I smiled and fell asleep.
Jon POV
I watched her sleep for about an hour. "Jon are you still there?" she weakly called me. "Yeah I'm here" I walked to the bed. "What's wrong?"
"Can you get the doctor, these pain meds wore off?" she asked. I put my hand on her head and moved my thumb across her forehead.
"Okay" I walked through the halls to find a nurse.
"Excuse me my girlfriend she's in room 202 and she needs more pain meds."
"No problem, what happened? I need to get the right meds."
"Yeah she had her ovaries removed, I don't know what it's called" I scratched the top of my head.
"Okay I'll be there in a bit" she walked down the hall into a room.
I walked back to the room; "She's going to get them" I went by her again. "Thanks" she held my hand.
"Are you feeling okay?" I rubbed her arm.
"Yeah it's just that I'm kind of sad that I won't be able to have a child one day. I always said I never wanted one, but it's kind of sad." She started to cry and sat up to hug me. "I know, I know. You're still young right now to be worrying about long term effects. I love you no matter what." I whispered into her hair. "Thanks" she pulled away from me.
The nurse came in, "Okay Christina here you go."
"Go back to sleep" I grabbed her hand.
"I'll try" she half smiled and I let go.