So, this is the re-make of Fallen Superstar. I hope you guys like it! And remember, all credit goes to Lynnie Vicious for her story His Baby. Check it out!
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own WWE or any of the Superstars & Divas. But man, do I wish I owned Johnny-Boy... I only own Mackenzi Anne, but not Cena...
Chapter 1: The Falling
I groaned as my best friend Randy poked me in the arm. "John, John, John," he kept repeating my name.
"What the hell do you want?" I grumbled into the cushion of the couch I was sitting on.
"What the hell do you want? We're at McDonald's, whatta ya want to eat?" Randy asked me.
"What do I always have?" I inquired, looking up at my younger friend.
"A quarter pounder and fries," Randy replied.
"There ya go," I threw my head back down on the cushion and watched as the girls across the bus looked at me wonderingly.
"Is there something wrong?" Melina asked me, her best guy friend.
I shook my head, "I don't know. I just haven't been sleeping that much, lately."
Torrie looked at me curiously, "Well, there's got to be a reason. Did you get any messages lately?"
I took out my cell phone and played a message back. "John, it's Amanda Klein. I'm coming to the next Raw in Las Vegas, I need to talk to you, I'll be backstage waiting for you after the show, see you then." The line went dead and I put my phone in my pocket.
The girls stared at me in shock, we hadn't heard from Amanda for over three years and now she was calling out of nowhere.
"100 bucks says she's got John's kid," JoMo joked.
My eyes widened and I looked up at "sexy beast" as he called himself.
"It was only a joke," he held of his hands.
"No, no, you're probably right," I panicked.
"John, I'm not right," JoMo stated and walked out of the bus to go and order his and Melina's food.
"I bet you any money he's right," Torrie challenged Melina.
"Oh, you're so on!" Melina shook Torrie's hand and they both turned to me.
"You two aren't making this any better," I groaned and let my head fall back down on the cushion.
"Ok guys, we're getting ready to drive to Vegas, is there anyone missing?" Vince asked while stepping onto the bus.
"Us, us, wait, don't leave!" We heard Randy's, Paul's and Shawn's voice from outside the bus.
The three piled in and plopped themselves in the nearest chairs. They all sighed in unison, relieved for catching the bus in time.
"I would rather have you guys outside the bus while we drive off," Torrie mumbled while standing up and walking to the kitchen part of the bus.
I smiled as Randy threw me my bag of food. I fished out my burger and started eating it slowly.
"J-Man, you ok?" Paul asked me.
I shook my head, "Not one little bit," I whispered.
"What happened?" Shawn inquired.
I shook my head again, a trance-like state coming over me.
I started to think of the possibilities of why she could be coming. There was the reason that I hadn't signed the divorce papers yet, although I never got them, but that wasn't my problem.
There was always the possibility of her forgetting something or me forgetting something with her, which I silently hoped and prayed for.
Lemme see, there could be a child, and I really hope that isn't the case, because if it is, I'll probably faint.
There could be the chance of her coming to slap Jeff for throwing a water balloon at her when she had told me she wanted a divorce, I was actually kind of praying for that one too.
"John!" Torrie's voice snapped me back to reality.
"What?" I looked up at her.
"We've been calling your name for the past 5 minutes," she sat beside me. "Where were you?"
"Just thinking of what Amanda wanted to see me for, I was secretly hoping she'd come to smack Jeff," I looked over at Jeff who was flipping through the channel's looking for something good to watch.
Torrie smiled at me and placed a hand on my shoulder. "John, whatever happens we're all here for you," she spoke softly.
I placed my head on her shoulder and closed my eyes. "I don't know, Tor, I don't think I'm going to be able to handle Amanda at that show."
"We'll be there for you, Randy will catch you when you fall and I'll get that water," Torrie told me with a smile.
I smiled too and opened my eyes. "I don't know what I'd do without you, Tor."
Torrie kissed my cheek and stood up, walking over to her bunk bed and lying down on it. I stretched out on the couch, making myself comfortable.
I felt a cloth being placed on my head and I looked up to see Ashley looking down at me.
"Hello," I said.
"Hey," she sat on my stomach. "What's up?"
"Nothing much, girly," I pulled her down to lie beside me. "So, how's life?"
Ashley shrugged underneath my arm. "Alright, I guess, Leah and Emily are finally asleep," she sighed, looking at the TV that Jeff was still flipping channels on.
I nodded, "I love those girls to death, but they are seriously starting to get on my nerves."
Ashley smiled lightly, "Now you see how I feel."
"Coming back to the WWE was the worst thing you've ever done to me," I mumbled.
"Why, is it because they want to spend time with their uncle?" Ashley asked with a laugh.
"Ash, I didn't mean it like that, I meant-"
"That they annoy you?" Ashley finished in question.
"Ashley, I've never… been good with kids, you know that," I sat up with her still in my arms.
"Yeah, I know, you babysat me till I was eleven, I should," Ashley looked up at me.
"You know, if our ages were reversed, you would have been babysitting me," I looked down at her.
Ashley shrugged, "I'm kind of glad I'm younger, you were always there to catch me when I fell," she whispered.
"And I still am, catching you when you fall is what I do, Ash, if I didn't, I wouldn't be much of a big brother, now would I?" I asked her.
Ashley smiled and sunk back into my arms.
I kissed her forehead as she began to fall asleep. I looked up at the TV and saw that Jeff had settled on old paperview.
"You couldn't find anything better?" I asked him.
Jeff shrugged and tossed me the remote. I went to the guide and saw the Family Guy on and everyone knew I was obsessed with the show. I instantly pressed the button and Family Guy appeared on the TV.
I tossed the remote back to Jeff and relaxed on the couch.
Later that night, I was sitting in my locker room, getting prepared for the show. I did my regular stretches and push-ups; now all that was left to do was fight.
I decided to listen to some music while waiting for Raw to start, so I grabbed my iPod and put in my headphones.
The last song that I was listening to filled my ears and I sighed happily as the rap music of Eminem echoed in my brain.
Lose Yourself in the music, the moment, you own it, you better never let it go. Oh honey, you bet your sweet ass I won't.
As the song came to an end, another started up, this was again, Eminem.
And I am whatever you say I am. If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news, every day I am. Radio won't even play my jam. Cause I am, whatever you say I am. If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news every day I am, I don't know it's just The Way I Am.
Eminem was an all-time favourite artist of mine, I listened to him day and night, I just loved the man.
A knock on the door made me take out my headphones and walk to the door. I opened the door to see Ashley standing in front of me with a sleeping Emily in her arms and Leah holding her other hand on the ground.
I bent down and scooped Leah up in my arms and looked at Ashley. Her face was tear-streaked and her eyes were red.
I ushered her inside quickly and sat her on the couch. I put Leah on the chair beside a sleeping Emily and turned on a kids television show. I sat beside Ashley and wiped the tears from her face.
"What happened? What's wrong?" I asked her.
"D-dad d-d-died," Ashley sobbed.
My eyes widened and I felt tears coming to my eyes. I was a huge daddy's boy! I always had been, always would be, until now! I was forced onto the mommy side.
"W-what do you mean?" I asked her.
"He died in a car accident…" she mumbled and put her head on my shoulder. "We're both being demoted to mommy's children!"
"I was just thinking the same thing," I put my head on top of hers. "Dad would be disappointed in us right now."
"Because we're crying, yeah, probably," Ashley sniffled.
"I am not crying, I am sweating through my eyes, and dad said sweating through your eyes is a sign of weakness," I wiped my hand over my face, drying my 'sweat'.
Ashley looked up at me and smiled, placing her hands on my cheeks. She wiped away the left over tears and kissed my cheek. "I love you, Johnny," she wrapped her arms around my waist.
"I love you, too, Ash," I kissed her forehead and wrapped my arms around her.
I was getting ready to go out, but something kept reminding me of my father. I hadn't told anyone and for all I knew, neither had Ashley. This was just beginning of a horrible night and we both knew it.
My song began to play and I walked out, a frown on my face. Tonight I was supposed to be happy, but a smile would appear on my face, making the audience die down as I walked down to the ring.
The music had been cut and everyone was wondering what was happening, honestly, so was I.
I got into the ring and I felt my knees go weak. I tried to walk, but I couldn't do it. I fell down and landed on my ass. I let my tears run freely, leaving everyone wonder what was wrong.
Randy, Melina and Ashley ran down quickly, all of them concerned for me.
Ashley slid on her knees beside me and embraced me, her own tears mixing with mine on my purple shirt.
"I'm sorry I told you, dude, this is all my fault," Ashley sobbed.
I shook my head, "It was in no way you're fault, Ash, you didn't do anything but what you were supposed to," I mumbled.
Randy rubbed my back and leaned down so he could whisper, "Man, what happened?"
I shook my head again, "Get me backstage," I told everyone.
Randy nodded and helped me stand up. Melina got on my other side and pulled my arm around her shoulders. Ashley whispered, "Why am I such a fucking idiot?"
I looked over at her and took my arms from Melina and Randy. I walked over to her and bent down to look her in the eye. "I swear to God, if you ever say this was your fault again and I find out, I'll personally put you in the hospital."
Ashley smiled and jumped into my arms. I wrapped my arms around her small body and kissed her blonde hair. I swear, this girl was the light to my life.
I smiled and set Ashley on the ground, "It's crazy how you make me happy."
Ashley smiled back through her tears and pounded her fist against mine. "Always have, always will."
I looked at Melina and Randy. "Thanks for coming out here guys, it means a lot to me," I hugged both of them and they all got out of the ring.
I got a microphone from Jerry, who asked me if I was alright.
I nodded and thanked him before going to the middle of the ring. I brought the mic to my lips and looked around at the once in a life-time, completely silent WWE Universe.
"Yo, guys, I'm sorry for what just happened… My father died today and I guess I'm still pretty shook up about it. I know you all saw me out here with Ashley Massaro and you're probably wondering what's going on there, am I right?" I asked.
The arena echoed with cheers and screams.
I smiled, "Yeah, well I can assure you, we are not dating, that'd be… disgusting!"
I earned a lot of boos from that comment.
I laughed a little, "Ok, ok, I'll admit, Ashley is one of the hottest girls around," a whole bunch of males cheered and I rolled my eyes, "But since we're like, half-blood related, I don't think it'd be cool if I dated her."
I looked at the faces of the fans and realized they were all confused. "We have the same dad, different mom," I said shortly.
A lot of people's faces went back to normal as the realized what was going on.
I nodded, "So, who's ready to see John Cena go one-on-one with Wade Barrett?" I asked.
The entire arena cheered and I pointed to the ramp as Wade's music hit and he walked down the ramp, laughing and shaking his head at me.
I shrugged and called to him, "What can ya do!"
As I rushed backstage after the match, I was happy and carefree, even if I had lost the match. It was scripted, whatever. I had the hugest smile on my face, not remembering Amanda was coming.
I burst into my locker room to see everyone with huge smiles on their faces.
"When you lost, your smile was priceless!" Randy exclaimed.
"Wasn't it, though?" I plopped myself between Ashley and Paulie (Big Show) and pulled Leah into my lap.
"So, what'd you think about my little speech, Ash?" I asked her.
Ashley smiled, "As long as the confusion is gone, I'm good."
"Confusion?" I asked.
"Well, we've had a lot of storylines together, right? Well, lots of people told me, date John, you two are perfect for each other!" Ashley exclaimed in a high-pitched voice.
I rolled my eyes and leaned my head on her shoulder. Even though I was older, I was more of the baby.
A knock came at the door and I groaned. "Hey Shawn, can you get that, please?" I asked, since Shawn was standing nearer to the door than anyone.
Shawn nodded and opened the door. "Amanda?" He asked.
"Amanda!" I repeated.
"Amanda?" Ashley looked at me.
"Can I speak to John," she shot me a look since I had almost the entire roster in my room, "Alone."
I set Leah on Paulie's lap and stood up. Wade rushed past Amanda to join the party in my locker room.
I grinned at him, remembering what just happened. "Apparently my face was priceless when I lost?" I asked him.
"Oh man, it was," Wade grinned back and sat on the chair Emily and Leah were on earlier.
I walked out of the room and closed the door as Vince walked by.
"John, nice face," he smiled at me.
I laughed a little, "I hear that!" I called as he walked down the hall.
I looked at Amanda. "Sorry about that," I said to her.
Amanda waved it off with her hand and dropped a bag at my feet. "Ok, let's get straight to it-" She stopped talking when we heard,
"John! John!" JoMo ran down the hall with Mike and they were both laughing their asses off. "Be prepared for the raid of a life-time!"
"You're mom's the raid of a life-time. And I'd rather be nuked by a 12 year-old nuke-boosting hacker then join a fucking gild!" I mumbled and pushed them aside. "I get it, now go away."
JoMo gave me a look and walked into the locker room. Mike laughed, "Ah, he's a noob."
I raised my eyebrows, "Ok, leave."
He walked into the room as well and I gave a sigh. "Sorry about that…"
"Ok, anyway, you are going to take her forever. Her name is Mackenzi Anne, she is your daughter, she's three years old and everything else you need to know is in that bag," she pushed a little girl forward.
"Umm, excuse me?" I asked.
"She doesn't talk much, she just whines and complains, I'm tired of her, she's your responsibility, I don't wanna see her again," Amanda sighed, putting her hands in her back pockets.
John bent down to pick up the little girl. "So, you're just gonna leave her with me?"
"Yes, you left her with me; it's your turn to take care of her. Luckily for you, I went through all the crying, now you got her for the rest of her life," Amanda gave me a look.
"And the teen years are better than the baby years?" I asked her.
Amanda shot me a glare and started walking away.
"You're not even gonna say goodbye?" I asked in astonishment.
Amanda sighed loudly and turned around. "Bye Kenzi!"
Mackenzi raised her hand and waved.
As soon as Amanda was out of sight, I turned and walked back into the locker room.
As soon as I got in, everyone shut up and turned to look at me.
"I was right!" JoMo exclaimed after a few minutes of silent.
"Fuck, I owe Torrie money," Melina groaned.
"Ahaha!" Torrie laughed then her smile faltered as she saw the look on my face.
So, what'd you think? I think this story is going to be way better than what I first started with on the first one. I hope you guys liked it! Please review!