Silent Secrets
Chapter 1
Neela Callaway
walked down the American Airlines jet way off the plane and stepped into the
Mark Callaway
stood at the American Airlines terminal and watched as the plane carrying his
17 year old daughter. As soon as he saw
her bright smiling face walk around the corner he couldn’t help but realize how
much he’d missed her. As soon as Neela
saw her father standing there, she ran over and jumped in his arms as he lifted
her off the floor and hugged his oldest baby girl. He couldn’t believe how much she’d grown up
since he’d seen her 6 months ago at Christmas…and now she was 17! Damn he felt like an old man.
He placed her
on her feet and hugged her to him and kissed the top of her head as she hugged
him back and tried desperately not to cry.
Ever since her parents divorce she’d not seen a lot of her father. Her mother was half Irish and half Italian so
the combination made for an interesting temper.
And of course her dad was half Irish and Full redneck so that
combination was even more interesting.
When her mom
found out her dad had cheated on her she was pregnant with Neela. She’d decided giving him a second chance was
worth it if it saved their family. But
by the time Neela turned 3, her father had cheated on her mother several times
and the divorce was complete 10 days after Neela’s 3rd
birthday. She was allowed to see her
father every 3 months until she turned 12…Her mother made a career change and a
choice that would move her and Neela away to
Once her
mother had Neela firmly planted in the
Neela had just
graduated high school at 17 and decided before she went to college she was
going to spend the summer on the road with her father…She’d not seen much of
him in the last 5 years and she just wanted to be around the man she talked
with on the phone practically on a daily basis.
God Bless the invention of the cell phone.
Mark stepped
back and said, “Damn little girl…you’re even more beautiful then your mother
was at this age…I missed ya baby.”
Neela’s smile lit up and she said, “I missed you too dad.” Mark said, “You ready for the next 3
months?” Neela said, “Absolutely! I’ve been ready for the last 5 years of my
life.” After retrieving her luggage and
getting in the rental and heading towards the arena Mark and Neela talked about
her going to college at UCLA in
Once they got
to the arena…The unloaded their things in Mark’s dressing room and headed down
to the conference room where the meeting was going to be taking place for the
wrestlers. As they walked in a pair of
Hazel eyes watched as Mark and his daughter sat down across from him.
She was
definitely the spitting image of her father.
The red hair and dear God in Heaven she had the most beautiful Dark
Green eyes he’d ever seen on a woman before.
For the life of him he couldn’t remember how old Mark had told him that
she was…She wouldn’t be any younger then 21…because she was shaped like a 21
year old. Her hips and long legs she’d
definitely inherited those legs from her father…she looked about 5’9” and
somewhere around 125-130 lbs. Her hair
was nearly passed her HOT ass and her lips had a natural red looking color to
them, like she’d never have to wear lipstick ever again.
The hazel eyed
hottie sitting across the table from Neela and her father was giving her the
once over...she could see him out of the corner of her eye…and when she saw his
tongue come out and wet his lips like he was sizing up a steak and lobster
dinner…It was almost her undoing…She had to inhale and exhale deeply to keep
herself from losing control. She looked
at the hottie across from her and thought, ‘You’re a handsome devil…What’s your
name?’
Ask and ye
shall receive!
Mark looked
over at Neela and said, “Neela meet some of the guys that will be on the road
with us…Across from you is Paul Levesque he wrestles as Triple H. That over there is Steve Williams he wrestles
under Stone Cold Steve Austin. Those two
boys down there are Matt and Jeff Hardy, the two across from them is Marc
LaMonica and
Neela smirked at
Paul and turned her attention to the front of the room when Mr. McMahon walked
in to start the meeting.
Chapter 2
The room at
the hotel was 2590…It was nearly
Neela looked
into Paul’s eyes like she had done so many times before that night in the last
2 weeks and couldn’t believe someone as big as him could be so gentle and yet
so ferocious when it came to sex. Her
finger nails dug into his shoulders as he gripped her hips and started slamming
her body down onto his. Paul growled as
he flipped her over onto her back and pushed her knees practically into her
chest as he started literally fucking the shit out of her…She had no
complaints…Who would?
Paul was
hammering her pussy so hard he could’ve sworn his dick was going to bust
through her uterus and stab her stomach.
But her whispering ‘Fuck me good.’ In his ear was all the encouragement
he needed. If Mark ever caught wind that
his 17 year old daughter was having sex with one of his co-workers, let alone a
friend...basically a kid he mentored in the business…His head would blow up and
not only take out the state the WWE happened to be in but the entire united
states.
The whole
secret sex sessions started one night when Jeff, Matt, Amy and Trish asked Mark
if it was okay to invite Neela to a small get together in Amy’s room…Because
she was just 17, but was out of school, technically…Mark didn’t mind and told
Neela to have a nice time and didn’t really expect her to be back in her own
room at any particular time…Since she was so grown up he couldn’t possibly
force his own teenage daughter to share a room with him, so he’d been getting
her….her own room either next to his or directly across from his.
Half way through the social
get together Neela said she was going for a walk down the hall for some fresh
air and disappeared out the door. Down
one of the hallways Neela ran into Paul…She shared a few looks and he asked her
a few meaningless questions and then she walked up to him and slowly let her
lips brush against his… He wrapped his
arms around her and pulled her closer, if that was possible…Neela ran the
knuckle of her index finger up Paul’s ever present erection…Paul said, “You do
that again and I’m going to make you take care of him…”
Neela grabbed Paul’s hand
and led him down the hall and pulled out a card key and opened the door to
another hotel room…Paul said, “Yours or Your father’s?” Neela smiled and said, “Actually yours…I just
pulled the key card out of your back pocket…”
Neela showed him the card as he followed her into the room…Paul said,
“You’re lucky I’m being nice…You better get back to the party.”
Paul started to walk away
when Neela grabbed his hand and pushed him over to sit on the bed…She stood
between his legs and said, “No…you’re lucky…because I don’t feel like being
nice right now.” Paul said, “Oh really?” Neela smiled and slowly let her body slide
down his as she went to her knees and pushed Paul back a little as she undid
his jeans and freed his painfully growing erection. Neela took it in her hands and slowly licked
around the tip…
Paul let out a little
groan…Neela smiled up at him and said, “Feel good big man?” Paul said, “God yes…You really think you
should be doing that though?” Neela
said, “Relax…I ain’t done yet.” Neela
ran her tongue up the length of his erection and slowly slid the head in her
mouth…coating it with her warm saliva…She began to slowly slide the rest of him
into her mouth…all she could think was… ‘Thank God I don’t have gag
reflex.’…otherwise she’d be puking all over Paul’s jeans right about now.
As soon as he was all the
way in her mouth she sucked just a little and emitted a deep groan from the
back of Paul’s throat. Neela started
picking up the pace while she sucked and slid him in and out of her mouth…Paul
said, “Jesus Christ, Neela…It feels so good.”
Neela said, “Good…as long as you’re happy.” Paul growled a little and said, “I’m not the
only one whose gonna be happy tonight.”
Neela smirked as she started pumping and sucking Paul harder…
Paul was writhing…he was
trying to hold on to the tingly sensation that was jetting through his
body…Neela could feel Paul’s boys tighten…he was so close to release…to top it
all off…She slowly ran her teeth up the length of him…and it was pretty much
his undoing…Paul said, “Oh God…Neela…you’re gonna make me cum.” Neela said, “So do it.” She plunged him all the way back in her mouth
and felt his seed explode into her VERY willing mouth…Neela swallowed every
drop as Paul fell back against the bed spread out…
Paul sat up, as Neela stood
up…he looked over at her and she smirked as she wiped the corners of her
mouth…Paul couldn’t say a thing but laughed.
He grabbed her and pulled her on top of him as he laid back against the
bed again…He kissed her lips so softly and said, “I think…it’s your turn.” Paul moved down her body and disposed of her
boots, he slid her skirt up…up…up…until it was around her hips. Then he slid her panties down and threw them
over his shoulder…he grabbed her thighs and pulled her down until her ass was
on the edge of the bed…and he hung her legs over his huge shoulders…wow haven’t
found herself in this predicament since the last time she had a boyfriend…which
was about 6 months ago.
It felt weird to be like
that with him…but in the same sense if felt wonderful. Paul pulled her slit open and saw exactly
what kind of effect he was having on her body; he started blowing his warm
breath on her throbbing clit…Neela was not above begging…
Neela said,
“Paul…please…” She did a full body
shiver as Paul’s finger light brushed against her clit and VERY present wet
center. Paul knew it wouldn’t take him long
to get her to cum…and now that he knew that…he couldn’t wait…he dove in tongue
first lapping at her sensitive clit…as he thrusted not 1, not 2, but 3…of his
huge fingers inside of her…to keep her hips from bucking he held her hips down
with his free arm. Neela had her fist
clenched onto the sheets of the bed…and he grabbed her other hand and laced
their fingers together…as he picked up the pace…he was coming at her fast and
furiously…just like the movie…Neela finally couldn’t hold on anymore…She let her
orgasm rip through her body…Paul let his fingers ride her all the way through
her orgasm…
Neela was
yanked from the memory of her and Paul’s first whammy orgasm as a Triple Whammy
Orgasm ripped through her body as she practically screamed out Paul’s name…Paul
growled ferociously as the condom he was wearing suddenly filled with an
obscene amount of cum.
Paul collapsed
on the bed and they were both trying to catch their breath as Neela slowly
started getting dressed so she could make it back to her room before
morning. Paul kissed her lips one more
time as she slipped out the door and was back in her room and sleeping soundly
in her bed before anyone knew what happened.
Chapter 3
Apparently all
good things much some to an end…
Someone forgot
to send Neela a bulletin or some type of memo about it!
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If it weren't for your
maturity
None of this would have
happened
If you weren't so wise beyond your years
I would've been able to
control myself
If it weren't for my attention
You wouldn't have been
successful and
If it weren't for me
You would never have
amounted to very much
Ooh this could be messy
But you don't seem to mind
Ooh don't go telling everybody
And overlook this supposed crime
We'll fast forward to a few years later
And no one knows except the both of us
And I have honored your request for silence
And you've washed your hands clean of this
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As she was
packing up her belongs her dad came into her room through the adjoining door and
said, “Just about read kiddo?” Neela
looked up and nodded sadly…She knew her visits with her father were going to be
few and far between now that she was heading to college. Mark opened his arms and Neela wrapped her
arms around his mid section as he leaned down and kissed the top of his eldest
daughters head, as she hugged her to death…almost. Mark kissed the top of her head one more time
and said, “Finish up and I’ll meet you in the lobby.” Neela nodded again and watched as her dad
walked out.
Neela finished
up packing and rolled her suitcase behind her to the elevator and started for
the lobby to meet her father…When the elevator hit the fifth floor, the doors
opened and Neela couldn’t help but smile when she saw Paul on the other side of
the doors…Paul stepped on the elevator and as soon as the doors closed Paul
pulled the stop button so no one could make it move.
Paul said, “I
thought I was going to miss you…I wasn’t sure what time you were leaving…” Neela said, “I’m on my way down to meet my dad
in the lobby right now.” Paul fished in
his pocket and pulled out a small silver box and handed it to Neela…She looked
down at it and then looked back up at Paul and he smiled a genuine smile and
said, “Don’t ask…Just open it.”
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You're essentially an
employee
And I like you having to
depend on me
You're kind of my protégé
And one day you'll say you
learned all you know from me
I know you depend on me
Like a young thing would to
a guardian
I know you sexualize me
Like a young thing would and
I think I like it
Ooh this could get messy
But you don't seem to mind
Ooh don't go telling everybody
And overlook this supposed crime
We'll fast forward to a few years later
And no one knows except the both of us
I've more than honored your request for silence
And you've washed your hands clean of this
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Neela smiled
as she slowly pulled the lid off and removed one layer of cotton. The shine caught her eye as the silver Celtic
cross sparkled in the light the elevator had above them. Neela’s eyes sparkled with love for the
gift. Neela’s voice cracked as she said,
“It’s so beautiful Paul.” Paul smiled
softly at her as he picked it up by the delicate silver rope chain as he turned
her back towards him and slipped it around her neck…he kissed the side of her
neck softly and said, “Read the back of it.”
Neela picked it up and read the back which said ‘One Hell of a Summer!’ Neela couldn’t help but laugh.
Paul walked
closer to her and softly kissed her lips with his and then reached over and
pushed the button for the elevator to move again…Once they reached the lobby
everything looked normal between them as the elevator doors opened and her
father was standing there waiting for her.
Once all the
good-byes had been said at the hotel and airport…Neela was on the plane towards
home…Towards college life…Going towards her new future and hopefully it was all
going to surpass and be even more exciting then the summer she spent with her
father…but then again…in some ways…she hoped not.
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what part of our histories
reinvented and under rug swept?
what part of your memory is selective and tends to forget?
what with this distance it seems so obvious?
Just make sure you don't tell on me
Especially to members of
your family
We best keep this to ourselves
And not tell any members of
our inner posse
I wish I could tell the world cuz you're such a pretty thing
When you're done up properly
I might want to marry you one day
If you watch that weight and
keep your firm body
Ooh this could be messy and
Ooh I don't seem to mind
Ooh don't go telling everybody
And overlook this supposed crime
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At that point
nothing was more amazing then the time she got to spend with her father…and of
course with Paul. They weren’t in
love…but they did love each other…And they definitely had a few stories to tell
the grandkids when they got MUCH older.
About the one HOT summer they spent with this secret person…and how it
would amazingly remain in their memory forever.
Chapter 4
A sleek black
She went through
security and into the building, going through the halls to find the person she
was looking for…She stopped at a certain door marked ‘Undertaker’ as she
brought her hand up and knocked…A few minutes later a large red-headed man came
to the door…he had a little grey in his go-tee and his hair was VERY
short…but…he was still her father. Her
dark green eyes which matched his perfectly shined with love and agony for
missing him so much for the last 8 years…She smiled and softly said, “Hi
daddy.”
Mark could
almost feel himself get teary eyes…8 years ago he’d sent his little girl to
college and here she was 8 years later a grown woman. He couldn’t believe how much she’d grown up
as he pulled her into a huge hug. Neela
laughed and said, “Dad…You can let go now…I can’t breathe.” Mark finally let her go and pulled her into
the room.
As they took a
seat on the couch together Mark said, “How’s my baby girl doing? How’s Maggie?” Neela laughed and said, “Growing like a
weed. Missing her papa. She’s 5 already.” Neela pulled a picture out and handed it to
Mark. Mark said, “God, I can’t believe
how big she’s getting.” Neela laughed
and said, “I swear sometimes she’s 5 going on 30.” Mark looked at the picture and couldn’t
believe how much his granddaughter looked like her momma.
The little
girl staring back at him from the picture had auburn hair with streaks of
blonde through it and of course the dark green eyes that ran so heavily through
the Callaway family bloodline.
Mark said, “So
when do I get to see my baby girl so I can spoil her some more?” Neela said, “In a couple of days…I have a
meeting with Vince…He called a few days ago and said he wanted to discuss
making the law firm I work for his primary legal representation.” Mark said, “That’s good.” Neela said, “Yes it is…Especially when he
wants me to be his on call representative legal aid that’s on the tour with him
24/7.” Mark said, “So apparently well be
seeing each other more…I bet your mother just loves the thought of that.” Neela couldn’t help but laugh.
After four
years at UCLA, Neela opted to go to law School at
Mark said, “So
how are you and John doing?” Neela
smiled and said, “Pretty good…We’ve been together for 3 years now and nothing
is getting old or stale…He treats Maggie like she’s his own child…He spends
hours playing with her when he’s not on the road with you guys.” Mark said, “How did you two meet
anyways?” Neela said, “A baby sitter was
watching Maggie and I went to Venice beach for the day with a friend as a day
to relax after mid-terms and John was there…He was a body builder and we
accidentally ran into each other…We went on one date and when he told me about
wanting to become a pro-wrestler…I of course had to tell him about you…And we
just sort of hit it off from there.”
Mark said, “So
are you ever going to tell me who Maggie’s father is…you know…So I can kill the
little bastard?” Neela laughed and said,
“Dad, you maybe be able to pull off that creepy Undertaker bullshit with fans
and opponents…But you should know already that it won’t work on me.” Mark chuckled and said, “You can’t blame me
for trying.”
Mark said, “You
do know John is here right?” Mark
watched as Neela perked up and said, “Really?”
Mark laughed and said, “Damn…I just lost my father/daughter time…Didn’t
I?” Neela stood up and said, “Only for a
little while.” Mark watched as his
daughter waited for him to tell her where her boyfriend John ‘The body builder
turned pro-wrestler’ Cena was. Mark
finally relinquished the information and watched as his daughter leaned over
and kissed his cheek and was out the door in seconds.
Chapter 5
Neela made her
way down the hallway till she reached the gorilla pit and pushed through the
curtains and stepped into the entertainment viewing portion of the arena and
watched as the 6 men in the ring shoved and pushed each other around with ease.
Neela got
closer to the ring and she saw her Uncle Glenn…He really wasn’t her uncle, but
he was best friends with her dad and they played brothers on TV in the
wrestling world, she’d known him as Uncle Glenn her whole life. Her uncle looked up and winked at her as he
sis, “Did anyone call for a lawyer?”
John stopped pushing Adam Copeland (edge) around the ring and looked up.
When John
realized who she was he couldn’t have stopped himself even if he tried…He
slipped through the ropes and off the ring as he jogged up the ramp and meet
Neela half way…He wrapped his around her as he lifted her off the floor and
spun her around in circles…She held on tight and laughed hard against his chest
as he stopped and planted her on her feel in front of him…He capture her lips
in such an amazing kiss…as I missed you kiss…Missed you more then you could
possibly know kiss.
The only thing
that put the breaks on the romantic kissing moment was the whistles, hoots and
hollers that was coming from behind them and the 5 other men in the ring who were
making a fuss over the cute kiss. Neela
and John separated and John rested his forehead against hers and said, “See you
later?” Neela smiled softly and said,
“Yea.” John said, “I love you…” Neela glowed even more radiant and said, “I
love you too.” As Neela walked back up
the ramp she could hear the 5 other guys in the ring heckling John when he got
back in.
Neela was
headed back to her father’s dressing room, when she rounded the corner and ran
into Paul Levesque and Stephanie McMahon, who’d recently been married. Stephanie recognized Neela right away because
they used to play together when they were little…Stephanie said, “Oh my God
Neela Callaway.” Neela smiled big as
Stephanie attacked her with a hug.”
Neela said, “Good lord Steph.”
Steph pulled back and said, “How was college? Dad said he has a meeting with you later.”
Neela said,
“Yea…Your dad decided his legal aids were not doing anything for him except
costing him money…so he called the firm I work for and specifically asked for
me.” Paul said, “You are definitely not
the same scrawny kid that Callaway sent out of here for a college education 8
years ago…” Neela smirked and said,
“Nice to see you again Mr. Cerebral Assassin.”
Stephanie couldn’t help but laugh as Paul smiled and said, “Same old
smart ass I see.”
Neela laughed
ad said, “Of course…But I hear you’ve grown up too since your DX days and that
congratulations are in order on your marriage to the lovely Ms. McMahon.” Stephanie smiled as she struck a pose and
said, “McMahon-Levesque…Hook, line and sinker.”
Paul said, “Thanks…It took some time convincing the old man…But we
eventually broke through that icy exterior.”
Stephanie
said, “So how’s Maggie doing?” Neela
cringed on the inside at the mention of her daughter…But with out missing a
beat Neela pulled the same photo out she’s shown her father and handed it to
Stephanie and said, “She’s great…getting bigger every day…I can hardly believe
she just turned 5.” Paul’s eyes shot
open as he saw the picture of the little girl.
He didn’t even know Neela had, had a baby and let alone 5 years
ago…which only mean one possible thing…He was the father.
Paul watched
as Neela chewed her bottom lip…she did that when she was nervous or scared and
he’d venture to guess she was both at that moment…She was getting fidgety and
got worse when Stephanie said, “What happened to the loser who helped you
create that angel?”
Neela said,
“Oh…He just didn’t have time to have a baby…Which is why I decided to raise her
on my own…My father still wants to kill ‘the bastard’ as he puts it…But since I
won’t divulge who her father is…He just gets to grumble about it…Just kind of
saves everyone around…you know…My father a murder charge and a prison term and
the guy a very permanent address at some random cemetery and a death
certificate.”
The truth
was…Paul was Maggie’s father…He didn’t know because Neela was ashamed at
first…After they’d parted the first time 8 years prior, after their illicit
secret sex sessions…Neela found out she was pregnant than…But she’s just
started college and knew she wasn’t ready…so against all her personal morals
and against better judgment she had an abortion…She’s hated herself ever since
and vowed to NEVER have another…And 5 years ago when she got pregnant with
Maggie…Needless to say it was one promise she kept to herself.
The WWE had
been in town for some PPV at the LA staples center, Mark had invited Neela to
come and of course she accepted…She hadn’t seen any of them for nearly 3
years…she was actually half way through her junior year at UCLA. She ended up running into Paul and one thing
lead to another and one hour of sex at the arena turned into a weekend of love
making in her dorm room. Which was short
lived and over too soon…She hadn’t even told him he had a daughter. Let alone him missing the last 5 years of her
life. Her dad wasn’t pleased and
extremely pissed off at how irresponsible his daughter was being…They fought a
lot during her pregnancy, but once Maggie was born he couldn’t help but NOT be
mad with Neela anymore…He spoiled his daughter and grandbaby as often as
possible and as rotten as he wanted.
Neela was
snapped out of her thoughts as Stephanie hugged her again and was going on
about a board meeting her and Paul had to get to.
Later that
night after finalizing the paper work with Vince, Neela was sitting in her
hotel room relaxing; when someone knocked on her door…She opened it and came
face to face with an extremely serious looking Paul.
Chapter 6
Neela smiled
nervously and said, “Hey Paul.” Paul
crossed his huge arms over his chest and said, “You ain’t got anything else to
day to me?” Neela smiled nervously again
and said, “Lovely day isn’t it?” Paul
said, “I suggest you invite me in.”
Neela slumped her shoulders as she looked totally defeated and said,
“Fine…C’mon in.” Paul walked past her
and into her hotel room as she closed and locked the door.
Paul said, “I
know you have some explaining to do so you better get started.” Neela cleared her throat and said, “I don’t
know what you’re talking about.” Paul
said, “Don’t play with me Neela. You
know exactly why I’m here…Which is why you’re chewing on your bottom lip right
now.” Paul stopped in front of her and
his hand touched her cheek as he tugged her bottom lip out from between her
teeth with his thumb.
Neela shook
her head as she turned away from Paul and walked over to the sliding glass door
that went out to the balcony and she said, “I was such a complete mess when I
first left 8 years ago…I was nervous about starting college and missing my dad…then
of course factor in you and I was really screwed.” Paul furrowed his brow and said, “Why were
you factoring in me?” Neela said,
“Because even though we never really had a relationship…I loved you…I’m not
saying I was in love with you…But I did love you…and when I left, I left you
behind and was missing you something crazy.”
Paul said,
“How do you think I felt…I fell for one of my friend’s 17 year old daughter and
had sex for 3 months solid. Then she
just left.” Neela said, “Well…Now you
know how I felt…but what you don’t know is when I left 8 years ago I found out
I was pregnant…I was so ashamed, I didn’t know what to do. I wasn’t ready for a baby and all the
responsibility that came along with it…so I very reluctantly had an abortion.”
Paul’s eyes
flew open and all he saw was RED. Paul
wiped around and said, “You did what?!?!?”
Neela turned and faced him and said, “What did you expect me to do? I was 17…I was stupid and young and so
ashamed I never told anyone. Not
friends, not family shit I didn’t even fuckin put it in a journal or diary; I
kept it to myself all these years. How
do you think it made me feel?” Paul
said, “Hell if I know…You was the one who got to make the decision.”
Neela couldn’t
help but let her Callaway temper FLARE as she yelled, “THAT’S RIGHT, IT WAS MY
FUCKIN BODY IT WAS MY FUCKING RIGHT…YOU’RE NOT THE ONE WHO HAD TO SIT ON THAT
STERILE TABLE WHILE SOME WHACKO FUCKIN DOCTOR HACKED INTO YOUR WOMB TO RIP OUT
YOUR UNBORN CHILD…NO BUT I DID…AND I’VE HAD TO LIVE WITH THAT MEMORY FOR THE
LAST 8 YEARS! NOT YOU! YOU’VE BEEN SITTING
Paul calmed
and said, “I didn’t mean to imply anything…I just…I guess it was a shock…I’m
sorry I didn’t mean to lose my temper.”
Neela calmed down as well and said, “Well what really fucked me up when
seeing you 5 years ago at that stupid PPV…Dad had said you wouldn’t be there
because of your injury and whatever and then you fuckin showed up…and you were
dating Stephanie at the time…I took one look at you and immediately needed
you…I need to feel your lips on my skin and your tongue rubbing against mine
just one more time…And everything that came with it…Except it wasn’t just a one
time thing…you ended up staying in my dorm the whole weekend. And yes I got pregnant again…Only this time…I
couldn’t bring myself to do it…I made the appointment for the abortion…and I
sat in that office and waited for them to call my name…But I couldn’t.”
Paul said,
“Why not?” Neela said, “I was sitting
there and this 15 year old girl was wheeled out in a wheelchair…her parents
following the nurse who was pushing their daughter…They called my name I went
back and was sitting in the office and I spoke with the nurse she said the
girls parents had forced her to get the abortion, but something had gone wrong
and she started bleeding uncontrollably…she freaked out and they had to sedate
her to take her to the emergency room…the nurse said chances are she would
never be able to have children. The
doctor wasn’t board certified…he didn’t know what he was doing and really
fucked up. I figured it was a sign from
God…He didn’t fuck on me the first time so I shouldn’t give him a second chance
to fuck up on me. I walked out. I called my father when I got home and
cried. We fought during most of my pregnancy
about how irresponsible I was, but in the end…he was really there for me.”
Neela was
quiet for a few minutes and said, “The end result was a daughter. Margaret Marie Callaway…or Maggie for
short. Father on the birth
certificate…Unknown. Because if my
father ever found out it was you…You would cease to exist. You would’ve been dead 5 years ago…You
wouldn’t of had to worry about making a come back from your quad injury, cause
my father would’ve killed you dead…and you and I both know….there ain’t no
coming back from that….and we both know….my father wouldn’t have done anything
less then that.”
Paul walked
over and enveloped Neela into his arms and held her to him…He kissed the top of
her head and said, “I wish you would’ve told me.” Neela said, “I couldn’t…I was protecting
you. I was going to tell you…Maybe not
until she graduated college…but I would’ve told you eventually.” Paul chuckled a little…she could still
joke…which meant everything was going to be okay…eventually.
Chapter 7
A few weeks
later and the raven haired Neela was heading down the hallway of yet another
arena. The clicking of her heels gave her
away before she got to catering where she found her dad and Maggie sitting at a
table alone laughing it up.
Neela walked
up to the table and said, ‘Gee, if I knew you two were going to have this much
fun without me, I would’ve skipped my meeting and stayed with you.”
Maggie stood
on her seat as she got excited and said, “Guess what Mommy guess what?” Neela smiled and said, “What baby?” Maggie giggled harder and said, “Papa shot
milk out of his nose.” Neela cracked a
smirk as she heard her father growl under his breath. Neela said, “Dad…Something you want to tell
me?”
Mark stood up
and walked around the table as he grabbed Maggie and turned her upside down and
said, “No…Cause it was supposed to be a secret…but it seems someone is a tattle
tail.” As he proceeded to shake and
tickle the 5 year old so much that her squeal laugh could be heard down the
hall…as well as her begging for her papa to stop.
Neela couldn’t
help but laugh at the two of them…Her dad may have been a tough redneck but he
turned into a big old softy when it came to Maggie. Neela stood there and talked with her dad a
few minutes as Maggie was hanging upside down under Mark’s left arm.
After a few
minutes a pair of arms came around Neela’s waist and a soft pair of lips
touched the side of her neck and the squeal of “JOHN!” From Maggie’s mouth gave John’s presence
away. Neela couldn’t help but laugh as
Maggie flipped herself over Mark’s arm and out of his grasp as she ran and
jumped in John’s arms.
John lifted
the bouncing girl into his arms and she squeezed her arms around his thick neck
trying to hug him to her. John laughed
and faked choking as he stumbled around with her in his arms and rolled back
onto the floor as she sat on his chest laughing at his antics. Neela and Mark laughed at the pair as Mark
said, “I gotta get going…I’ll see ya’ll later.”
Neela smiled and said, “Later pop.”
Maggie bounced on John’s chest as she said, “Bye Papa.” Mark winked at the little girl as he walked
out of catering.
Neela squatted
down next to John and said, “C’mon hoodrat, Lemme help you up.” John laughed and said, “Oh so that’s how it
is now huh?” Neela laughed as she stood
up and watched as John maneuvered the little girl around and stood up with her
in his arms. They walked out of catering
and down to John’s locker room.
None of them
noticed the intense hazel eyes watching all the fun.
By the time
they arrived to the dressing room, Maggie was fast asleep in John’s arms so they
laid her on his couch and covered her up and stepped out into the hallway to
talk.
Paul walked
out of catering and couldn’t believe how good it was to hear his own daughters
laugh. Not knowing she existed for 5
years and now having to pretend she doesn’t belong to him…His heart hurt. He was supposed to be this big bad wrestler
with a bad attitude and a nose for getting into trouble on more then one
occasion for things he shouldn’t be doing…He was getting heart broken…that he
could never call his daughter his daughter…she would have to be referred to as
his friends daughter or his co-workers granddaughter but never HIS daughter.
Paul called
Neela’s cell phone and when she didn’t answer he just went ahead and left a
message and then walked off to his locker room.
Neela looked
down when her phone vibrated 3 times signaling she’d missed a call and the
caller left a message. She hit the
button as she watched John getting ready for his match and the voice on her
voice mail took her breath away. “Hey
it’s me…I know you know who this is…We really need to talk…As much as I know
I’m going to regret the chat we need to have…I’m going to just be straight with
you…so please call me back when you get to your hotel room tonight…I need to
speak with you as soon as possible.”
Neela couldn’t
imagine what Paul needed…but it would have to wait until later.
Chapter 8
Paul had
fallen asleep at the hotel waiting for Neela to call him back.
Neela fell
asleep in John’s arms with Paul on her mind.
The next
couple of days were pretty relaxed as Neela and Maggie joined John in West
Newbury his home town for their days off together…While they were there John’s
family got together and decided what everyone needed was a big family BBQ. So Neela watched as John and his brothers
played some kid friendly tackle football, which Maggie was more then happy to
join, she enjoyed being tossed around like the football.
Neela snuck
off to finally make that phone call she was supposed to make a few days
prior. She took a seat on the couch in
the living room as she waited for the other person to pick up the phone. A voice finally answered and said, “It’s
about time.” Neela laughed and said,
“Sorry big man, I’ve been a little busy since the night you left that
message…As it is, I’m at John’s right now and while the rest of his clan are
outside having fun…I’m inside speaking with you.”
Paul said,
“Well…I thank you.” Neela laughed and
said, “Sure nuff…Anytime…So what’s up?
You’re voicemail sounded so serious…I thought you was gonna have a break
down.” Paul said, “Nah…I was having a
moment and just wanted to talk with you about Maggie.” Neela said, “Well what would you like to
know?”
Paul said,
“Anything and every thing…What was she like as a baby?:” Neela smiled as the memories of Maggie
growing up came flooding through her mind and she said, “She was the most
perfect baby…She never cried, she would whimper and fuss a little but never
cry…She took her first steps at 9 months and once she fully started to walk…she
was into every thing. Talk about baby
proofing every thing…I even had to lock my closet, because she would sit in
there and play and I’d got out of my mind looking for her…Just knowing someone
walked into the apartment and had taken her without me knowing it.”
Paul laughed and
said, “Small handful.” Neela said,
“Excuse me? Small? Try again…She’s too much like her
father…Always up to no good and close to being in deep shit every other day of
her life.”
Paul couldn’t
help but laugh some more…Neela had him pegged down perfectly. Paul said, “I don’t suppose you have any home
movies of her growing up do you?” Neela
said, “Are you kidding me? As soon as
she was born my father ran out and bought 3 camcorders and tons of blank
tapes.” Paul said, “Should I even ask
why 3?” Neela laughed hard and said,
“That’s easy to answer…One for him when Maggie was at his place, then one for
my apartment and one for my mother’s house so he wouldn’t miss a second of her
when he wasn’t around…He’s got a few thousand hours of nothing but her sleeping.”
Paul said, “Do
you think it would be possible to get some copies?” Neela said, “Actually yes…would you happen to
have an e-mail address?” Paul smiled and
said, “Why yes I do Ms. Callaway.” Hearing
Neela’s laughter was music to his ears…He rattled off his address before they
finally hung up.
Paul always
did have a thing for the sound of Neela’s laugh…There was something about
it…Something that made anyone who heard it want to smile and enjoy their day…
When Paul and
Neela were having their little private time together all those years ago…he
remembered he would pin her down and tickle her just to hear her laugh…Just the
sound of it made him laugh…He could even go as far as saying hearing her laugh
made life worth living…
That’s not
good! He was married to Stephanie and
she NEVER made him feel half of what Neela did…That’s so not good…
Bad! Definitely very bad!
Paul was
pulled from his thoughts as his desktop computer beeped at him. HE went over and sat down in front of it and
typed his password to retrieve the email…All it said was
E-mail From: SoSueMe@yahoo.com
Message: Best
Regards! ~N
Paul teared up
at the sight of his daughter at 1 day old…he couldn’t help but replay the 10
minute video over and over and over again.
Paul wrote back:
E-mail From:
CerebralHemorrhage@gmail.com
Message: Can’t
hardly wait for more. –P
Chapter 9
As the months
progressed it got harder and harder for Paul to not be apart of his daughters
life…But he was holding his tongue as best as he could…Neela was trying to
help, God love her, she really was…Every week she’d e-mail Paul either a home
movie or pictures of Maggie…anything to help show Paul his daughter was loved
and well taken care of.
As far as
Neela and John, they had recently taken the plunge into adulthood and moved in
together…They’d settled on
One night
while Maggie was in bed John and Neela were trying to finish their unpacking in
the spare bedroom…moving boxes of Maggie’s baby clothes and Neela’s maternity
clothes…Helping organize John’s endless supply of sports jersey’s.
John came across
a box marked ‘Neela Private’…and said, “Hey baby…What’s with the private
box? Does it have private parts in here
from all the old flames you’ve had who did you wrong?” Neela laughed and said, “You never
know.” John couldn’t help but laughed
and said, “I guess they are just SOLJWF!”
Neela said, “Excuse me?” John
smiled his innocent smile and said, “Shit out of luck and Jolly well fucked!”
Neela couldn’t
help but laugh…She said, “Good lord John…Sometimes I wonder what you sit around
thinking about and now I know…Anyway…Those are really my journals from college
in it…It chronicles my pregnancy with Maggie…During my pregnancy I fought a lot
with my parents, even though they were divorced and living in two different
states…I swore some nights I had no one to talk with about it…so I started
writing about it…The paper didn’t fight back and the pen wasn’t disgusted with
me…It’s just something…”
John said,
“Private.” Neela smiled and softly
nodded and said, “Yea…private.” John
leaned over and kissed the top of her head and said, “Okay baby…I get it…No
problem.” And he pushed the small box on
the shelf above his now sorted jerseys.
Neela had managed to sort every since one he owned first by sport, then
by team, then by color and then last by number.
John shook his head and said, “You know that’s not going to last
right?” Neela giggled and said, “Lord
NO!” John said, “Good as long as you
know.”
They had
fought a few times about John wanting to know why no one knew who the father of
her daughter was and Neela always said because it was no one else’s business
but hers…John always left it at that even if it did piss him off more then
anything that the man she was living with couldn’t be trusted enough to even
know that small of a secret…it was a huge detail in Neela and Maggie’s life…and
Neela was NEVER willing to budge on it…Never.
It was a small
insignificant reality in John’s life…of knowing eventually one day he’d like to
get married to Neela and know she’d had a baby with some other man. He kept thinking what if something tragic
happened to Neela and Mark or himself had to finish raising Maggie…She should
know who her real father was…unless the little bastard was Satan himself.
One night when
Smackdown was in
Like a thief
in the night John actually got up and started slowly moving towards the stairs
and creeping up them almost sure that Neela would appear at any second and
catch him trying to catch a peek. By the
time he hit the stairs he was suddenly humming the theme to
What happened
next can only be described as a bomb going off in the arena.
Chapter 10
For those who
witnessed it…they weren’t exactly sure what they saw or heard…For those who
missed it, it was labeled the fight to end all fights. Screaming, cussing, almost fist fights, a
marriage was at the end of its rope, a relationship was definitely over and in
the end…A bond between a father and daughter would never be the same.
John sat in
his dressing room reading and re-reading Neela’s journals from when she was 17
and 20 when she was pregnant both times but had an abortion the first
time. He couldn’t believe the MOST
responsible person employed by the WWE was the same EXTREMELY irresponsible
person who knocked up Mark Callaway’s daughter not once as if it wasn’t bad
enough…but TWICE???
Every since
John had pulled the box down and started reading those journals…he couldn’t
help it…He’d stuffed them into his duffle bag and took them to the arena with
him…He couldn’t stop reading…Every time he put it down cause he knew it was an
invasion of privacy and he shouldn’t be reading it…He’d pick it back up and
continued reading it.
Neela had been
looking all over the arena for John; she knew he’d been there for about a half
hour almost 45 minutes. She’d checked
his locker room a couple of times and he wasn’t there…She figured he was
running around before the show started.
She decided to check his dressing room once more time and then wait till
after the show to see him. She walked
down into his room, because the door was open and saw him sitting on the chair
reading.
As she got
closer she noticed what it was exactly that he was reading and suddenly she
felt her heart sink all the way into her shoes.
She could almost feel the tears start to flood her eyes…ALMOST…it was
soon replaced with ANGER! Neela said,
“So do they answer all your unanswered questions or do I need to fill in some
holes?” John dropped the notebook as he
stood up and looked at his girlfriend.
John said, “Well at least there are no secrets between us anymore.” Which came out a lot more attitudish then it
should have been. Neela glared at John
and said, “Does the phrase ‘Leave well enough alone’ mean anything to you
John? I knew as soon as I told you what
was in those damn notebooks, I was gonna be screwed but then I gave you the
benefit of the doubt and figured ‘No John’s a responsible adult, he knows
private is private and public is public.”
John said,
“Judging from the shit I just read, I’m more responsible then some in this
world. Considering I didn’t get knocked
up by the same guy by mistake not once but twice.” Neela said, “Every one makes mistakes, but it
doesn’t make you irresponsible you ass!
Living such a perfect life as you have doesn’t make you responsible
John…Of course it doesn’t make you an adult either!”
Neela rolled
her eyes and walked out of the room with John hot on her heels.
John said, “Well
at least I know why you kept the identity of Maggie’s father a secret…I have a
hard time believing the most responsible man who works for this company could
be so irresponsible.” Neela grimaced and
said, “John, Everyone has a past.” John
said, “That’s a pathetic excuse…Is that going to be your excuse when Maggie
comes to you one day and wants to know who her real father is?” Neela’s feet came to a stop in the middle of
the hallway and said, “You leave my daughter out of this conversation, this
have nothing to do with her!”
By now half of
the roster had stepped out of their dressing room to watch the fire works…which
also included Neela’s father, plus Stephanie and Paul…but the intense arguing
couple didn’t notice. John said, “It has
every thing to go with Maggie, especially since she doesn’t know…I mean I think
she has a right to know her mother is a fuckin whore!”
A deep voice
from behind John said, “Who do you think you’re talkin’ to boy?”
John turned
and said, “Oh look Neela it’s your father…Don’t you think its time for you to
tell your own FATHER the truth?” Neela’s
eyes widened in fear almost as she said, “No, but I do think its time you shut
your fuckin’ mouth about shit you don’t even know anything about.” Mark looked between John and his daughter and
he said, “Neela, just what the hell is going on? You two come barreling down the damn hallway
fighting and cussing up a storm like a couple of five year olds…Now what
exactly is this truth that John is so desperate for me to hear?” Neela said, “Nothing dad…John’s just being
over dramatic.” John scoffed and said,
“Coming from a whore’s mouth…”
Before John
could finish his thought in two seconds John was thrown into the cinder block
wall with Mark’s huge forearm pressing against his wind pipe. Mark said, “I warned you about that boy…That
is my daughter and every bit a lady…you don’t want to piss me off…I
guarantee!” John said, “No offense Mark,
but I was taught if it walks like a duck and quacks like a duck…” Mark started literally shaking the shit out
of John, while in the process; John’s head was bouncing off the cinder block
wall.
Mark finally
growled out, “You better fuckin tell me what the hell your problem is before I
bounce your head off this wall so hard you won’t have to work about opening
your mouth again, because I’ll fix it so your mouth won’t hold soup!” John finally held out his hands and said,
“PAUL LEVESQUE IS MAGGIE’S FATHER!” It
came out in such a rush, Mark was almost certain he didn’t hear what he thought
he’d just heard…He dropped John and as he leaned down sideways said, “Come
again?” John said, “Paul Levesque is
Maggie’s father.” From his back pocket
he pulled out one of the notebooks that was folded in half long ways and handed
it to Mark.
Neela closed
her eyes wish it was all a bad dream…when she opened her eyes again…No such
luck…Not even close. Her father had the
notebook open and was reading it…ALL OF IT!
Chapter 11
About that
time, the sound of flesh smacking flesh echoed throughout the hallway…Neela looked
over and their stood Paul and Stephanie…well at least Paul was still standing
there…Stephanie was storming off down the hallway and a bright red hand print
was slowly appearing on Paul’s cheek.
Neela looked at Paul and then down at the floor and then back up to him
and mouthed the words ‘I’m sorry.’
Neela stood
there watching as her father read her personal journal…John had scampered down
the hallway as soon as Mark had the notebook in his hand. Neela watched as her father turned 62 shades
of red…The lightest shade being from embarrassment at what he was reading and
not thinking his little girl could be THAT sexual active at the tender age of
17…And the darkest shade of red was for anger…when he finally realized that not
only had one of his closest friends slept with his daughter multiple times, but
had also impregnated her twice and the fact that the whole time his own
daughter had been covering for Maggie’s so called ‘dead beat dad’.
Mark tossed
the notebook on the floor and it landed at Neela’s feet…she watched it slide to
a stop near her sneakers. Mark looked at
his daughter and said, “Pick up that fifthly trash and walk away from me before
I really lose it.” Neela squatted down
and retrieved her notebook and stood back up…she knew there was no way on God’s
green earth, she could reason with her father…When he turned that red from
anger, it was always best to do as he said and save the civil conversation for
later.
Civil? Yea right!
Whatever that is…
Mark started
staring at Paul almost as if he was trying to burn a hole through him…Neela
knew her father was waiting for her to leave before the yelling, cussing and
ass kicking got under way. Mark’s line
of sight deviated for 3 seconds as he glanced at his daughter and said, “Didn’t
I tell you to take a fuckin hike?” Neela
just stared at her father before she did something bold…She moved over and
stood in front of Paul…still facing her father and said, “I know what you’re
doing and its not going to work…I know you…You’re waiting for my to walk away
so you can threaten and possibly beat the shit out of him and I’m not letting
you do it.”
Mark said, “I
thought I make myself EXTREMELY clear on you getting out of my sight. You have two choices…you can either walk away
on your own two feet or I can beat your ass until you pass out and someone can
carry you away!” Neela said, “Don’t
think using that STUPID undertaker voice with me will work into scaring me away
and second…I’m a parent now so don’t even THINK of laying a finger on me!”
Mark scoffed
and said, “Yea…Well according to your notebook you’re not a parent…You’re a God
Damn WHORE!”
That one
word…from anyone else in the world was easy to blow off and ignore because no
one knew the real you…but to have your own father…the one parent you’re so
close too…The one you wish you had a million years left in life…The one person
who understood you growing up…Just called you a whore to your face…To Neela…It
felt like a million knives being jabbed into her heart over and over and over
again. And NOTHING anyone could do or
say at that moment could make her feel any different.
Suddenly, the
silence ended when a small hand tugged on Neela’s and a sweet innocent voice
said, “Mommy.”
Neela’s eyes
snapped open and the look of sheer terror appeared on her face as she was
suddenly aware that he daughter was standing there and heard the whole
fight…Neela had forgotten her friend was bringing her to the arena later so she
could watch Mark wrestle later that night.
Neela squatted down and said, “Yes baby?” Maggie looked from her mother to her papa and
back to her mother and said, “Why is pap yelling at you?”
Mark felt his
heart drop into his stomach.
Neela said,
“Oh…don’t worry about it baby…Papa is not going to be yelling at me anymore.” Maggie wrapped her arms around Neela’s neck
as Neela enveloped her and stood up with her in her arms and Maggie wrapped her
legs around her mother’s waist. Neela
spared on last look to her father as she turned and walked down the hallway
followed by Paul.
Paul offered
to take Neela home…but she refused to go back to the house as long as her
daughter was with her. She’d leave her
at Anita’s (babysitter) in the morning and go back to the house to retrieve her
things from John’s house, simply because after that night John would be going
overseas for a few shows and it would give Neela enough time to pack all her
stuff and get out without having a confrontation with his ass again…cause she
knew secretly it she had to see him again in person she’d possibly kill him if
not injury him so bad he’d never be able to wrestle again.
Paul took
Neela and Maggie to his hotel and Neela put her daughter to bed and pulled the
bedroom door closed as she stepped into the living area of the hotel room. Neela said, “I’m sorry about all of this
Paul…I didn’t mean for any of this to happen.
I’m so sorry about Stephanie hearing all of that…It was really
bad.” Paul said, “Did I give off some
kind of pissed off vibe towards you?
Because if I did…It wasn’t going to you…It was more at the way your
father spoke to you and the way John did you dirty in public just now.”
Neela said,
“Um…Yes?” Paul said, “Not at all…I’ve
been looking for a reason to get rid of the Billion Dollar Whore…She’s been
screwing everything that isn’t nailed down since we were married…Looks like
this is the PERFECT time for me to approach her with a divorce.” Neela said, “I didn’t know…Why didn’t you
tell me?” Paul said, “Because I wasn’t
sure if I was right and then when I spied on her one night and watched her
bounce from hotel room to hotel room of half the Smackdown roster. No one from Raw is stupid enough to touch
her…She even hit on your father apparently several times…even after he jumped
to Smackdown.”
Neela and Paul
finally made it to the huge king sized bed and laid facing their daughter and
watched her sleep peacefully. Paul had
Neela laying in front of him and had his arm wrapped around her waist and was
hoping he was comforting Neela at a time when she needed it the most. Neither one knowing what laid ahead for the
next day.
Chapter 12
4 Weeks Later
John Cena was
driving up to the home that was once shared by him and Neela. He’d not heard from her or anyone else for
the last 4 weeks, while he was overseas for the European tour…Hell even Mark
hadn’t said 2 words to him and they had a storyline together…Of course no one
could possibly understand how difficult it is to have a storyline with someone
who is NOT speaking to you.
When John pull
into the driveway he nearly had a heart attack…There was a For Sale sign on the
front lawn with a bit white sign on top that said SOLD…and hanging below the
for sale sign was an even bigger sign that read ‘PAST HOME OF WWE SUPERSTAR
JOHN CENA – CUTE GIRL PLEASE CALL 973-4573 – DESPERATE FOR A DATE!!!’
John cringed
when he saw his REAL phone number on the sign!
John was officially PISSED OFF!
He was going to KILL Neela if he ever got a hold of her! John walked over and pulled off the sign with
his number and walked into the house.
Every thing looked
normal…and ONLY looked normal. Most
people weren’t aware of the way Neela’s mind worked as a lawyer…Every one knows
the old saying ‘Possession is 9/10ths of the law’. Well some where in life if and when you were
expecting your 9/10ths to come up missing was all up to Neela.
John decided
to park his ass on the couch and watch a little ESPN, before calling the
realtors number on the for sale sign out front of his house and letting them
know the house was definitely NOT for sale.
Every thing sort of went in slow motion as John started his decent onto
the couch. He got sat down and almost as
if on cue the entire structure of the couch gave way and fell to pieces right
there on the living room rug. John’s
knee jerk reaction make his legs fly up and bump into the wooden coffee table
and it fell into pieces in front of John’s eyes.
John said,
“What the fuck is going on?” He pushed
himself up from the rubble that use to be his couch and coffee table and stood
there dumb-founded…looking around and couldn’t possibly imagine what was
happening. He’d decided maybe he was
more tired from all the traveling then he thought so a nap would be much
better. So he headed up stairs to his
room.
John walked
into the room and noticed Neela’s closet door was open and everything had been
removed…Not that he was surprised but he was definitely glad he wasn’t here to
have to of dealt with it. He walked over
to the bed and flopped face first onto the bed and not even 2 seconds later the
bed went crashing to the floor in pieces.
As John rolled over and stared at the ceiling for a second thinking what
else could go wrong next…As he was standing up from the bed he noticed both
wooden night stands had also crumbled to pieces with the bed.
John stood
there staring at the disaster in front of him like a monkey doing a math
problem as he snatched his hat from his head and threw it across the room and
in the process hit the wooden cherry oak entertainment center that held all his
DVD’s, PS2 games, CD’s, and yes even his 45 inch color TV. John jumped sky high practically as he
watched the beautifully crafted piece of furniture crumbled to the floor and
then watched as the glass doors fell off and his TV slid out and crashed to the
floor as pieces of the glass screen went sliding across the floor.
John literally
couldn’t take it anymore as he walked over and started examining the fallen
furniture in the bedroom…It took him a while to finally figure it out…and once
he did he knew it was ALL Neela’s doing! It seriously had her fingerprints all
over it. John took off all through the
house and noticed all the wooden furniture had fallen to the floor.
Neela had
removed every single screw in every piece of furniture throughout the ENTIRE
house.
When he
reached the spare room where his jerseys were kept he noticed they were all in
a pile on the floor. He slowly started
to hang them back up and then suddenly noticed on his Pittsburg Steelers
jersey…the P was missing…He looked at it again and was suddenly aware that it
wasn’t just missing it had been CUT OUT!
Not only that but the numbers had also been cut out of them…and not just
a couple but ALL OF THEM! Every jersey
had holes in them where the numbers had been cut out of the back and front of
the jersey.
John was
slowly turning red with anger…And then…There it was…He knew she would leave
something behind. A note, letter a short
fuck you some how…someway. He turned
towards the wall and with letters that had been cut out of the jerseys, they
were stapled to the wall in a small note that said, ‘Possession is 9/10ths
of the law BITCH’.
Meanwhile in
Nashua New Hampshire, Neela was sitting in the living room with Paul talking
over something’s with his lawyer about his up coming divorce, when Neela’s cell
phone started vibrating in her pocket, she looked at the caller id and started
laughing…Paul gave her a funny look and when she showed him who was calling her
he busted out laughing.
When she
walked into his house 3 weeks ago she’d had the biggest bag of multiple
lengthened screws he’d ever seen, he couldn’t imagine why…until she told him
why. Paul died laughing as he was
suddenly aware of why exactly John was calling her. Not to mention what she’d done to his
jerseys, which she happened to of slipped into their conversation that first
night she’d moved in with him 3 weeks ago.
It was definitely by far one of Neela’s more genius idea’s she’d had in
a long, LONG time.
Chapter 13
Everyone on
Smackdown knew about the BIG fight between Neela and John and then also about
the fight between Neela and her father…Everyone pretty much steered clear of
both John and Mark. More mark than
John…For all the obvious reasons!
Mark’s temper
had nearly gotten him suspended on more than a few occasions by Vince McMahon
himself. Vince knew what was going on
from Stephanie who was stuck in a rut trying to get out of her marriage to Paul
before he went completely public about her extracurricular activities. Public meaning – company wise…Paul wanted to
put it in the company mailer that Stephanie had played, screwed and fucked up
nearly every wrestler; married, dating or single in the company.
The only ones
who REALLY survived her were the guys who had truly been faithful to their
wives or girlfriends…Guys who only had one woman in their lives and not
ex-wives or multiple ex-wives from divorces on account of their no good –
rotten – cheating ass husbands and of course the Divas.
Mark was
walking down the hallway when John walked up to him and said, “Have you seen
Neela anywhere?” Mark glared down at the
younger man and said, “Nope.” John said,
“If you do…tell her I’m gonna fuckin KILL her is I ever get a hold of
her!” Mark said, “I ain’t no messenger
pigeon boy…give her your damn message yourself.” John said, “FINE! Just be expecting to go through the rest of
your life without a daughter…After what she fuckin pulled I should sure her
fuckin ass.”
Mark couldn’t
help but laugh hard and hearty at John and said, “Sue her? Somehow you got it in your mind you’d
win…Don’t ya boy?” John said, “I know
the law and I know my fuckin rights…She destroyed private property…She fuckin
destroyed every God Damn sports jersey I ever owned with the exception of the
10 that I took with me on the damn European tour.”
Mark said,
“Scuse me? Is that supposed to make me
feel sorry for you?” John said, “I got
thousands of dollars invested in those damn things and she destroyed every
single one of them.” Mark said, “Where
do you come off being so cocky? You
think you know everything, but you don’t…My daughter is one of the best God
Damn lawyers from here to China and back again…Newsflash boy…You could TRY to
sue her, but in the end she’s be prepared with legal documents saying what she
did was in her right as a citizen of the United States of America…and you’d be
left behind suckin some dick for a quick fix.”
John stood
there glaring at Mark as he continued with, “I oughta kick the shit out of you
anyway for making my fight with my only daughter you nosey mother fucker…Had
you just left well enough along with those notebooks – my daughter would still
be speaking to me and you’d still have the best thing that was ever in your
life!”
Mark gave John
a one handed shove into the nearest wall and stood over him and said, “Here’s
something you should know but don’t…You’re still a little boy trying to make it
in a mans world and the sooner you learn how to act like an adult…the sooner
the world will start treating you as one.”
And with that said, Mark continued down the hallway.
Meanwhile,
sitting in a board room at the top of Titan Towers was Stephanie with her
lawyer and father with Paul and his lawyer sitting across the table from
them. Paul sat there with his arms
crossed over the front of his chest and said, “I did not say I didn’t make a
mistake all those years ago – but c’mon Steph, you’re not so innocent
yourself.”
Stephanie
said, “I didn’t say I was innocent.”
Paul said,
“Look…This is why were here, you’re divorcing me because I slept with another
woman before we were even dating and had a child with her…Whom I didn’t even
know about will at least a year ago and I’m divorcing you, because you haven’t
stopped dating since we were married.
Clearly I have a better case and clearly, I’m not giving you shit. I had that house made for me before I even started
dating you…The ONLY things you’ll be leaving the house with is the same things
you moved in with or bought that sucked or doesn’t go with MY home. Which is all packed and sitting in your
father’s office right now.”
Stephanie
said, “So that’s it? You don’t even want
to try and work it out?”
Paul stood up
as he pulled his jacket on and said, “What for?
In a couple of months well be right back here from your screwing every
thing with a dick and me wanting to be with Neela…I was just too young, stupid
and chicken shit to ever tell her I was in love with her. You can polish a turd but in the end it’s
still a turd…You and I both know that and sadly enough so does your father and
both our lawyers. I can honestly say I
was truly in love with you until you started screwing other men behind my
back…so really this is no one else’s fault but your own and yet again sadly
enough your father knows it and so do both lawyers.”
Paul made his
exit and never looked back.
4 weeks
later…the divorce was final.
Chapter 14
It had been a
year since all the bad shit had gone down between John, Mark and Neela…No one
had seen or heard from Neela since she’d left the arena that night a year
ago. The only one she was still talking with
was Paul and one of his closest friends David Bautista who just so happened to
be married to her best friend Jordyn.
Neela was
sitting on the couch watching her daughter bounce around the living room…she’d
just recently turned 7, started 1st grade and was still growing like
a weed. Neela smiled and said, “Maggie,
did you finish your home work?” Maggie
stopped what she had been doing and said, “Yes mommy.” Neela said, “Okay…Make sure you clean up your
room and pick your book bag up before daddy gets home.” Maggie nodded as she started putting her
books back in her bag and hung it up on the door knob to the front closet, so
she’d remember not to forget it for school the following day. Neela stood from the couch and went into the
kitchen and started dinner.
About an hour
later, Neela was just putting dinner on the table when she heard the front door
open and then the squeal of her daughter yelling ‘daddy’. Paul walked into the kitchen with Maggie
wrapped in his arms as he said, “I thought you was supposed to be relaxing and
taking it easy?” Neela smiled and said,
“I am…I love to relax by cooking…you know me.”
Paul leaned over and kissed his wife’s lips softly and said, “Yes I do…I
also know I heard the doctor tell you to take it easy for your last trimester.”
Paul set
Maggie down on her feet as he stood in front of his beautiful wife and his big
hands slowly rubbed Neela’s 6 month pregnant belly sticking out in front of
her. Neela instantly relaxed under his
touch. Maggie touched her mothers belly
and said, “So when is it coming out mommy?”
Neela laughed and said, “We still got a couple of month’s honey.” Maggie said, “Cool.” Paul looked down at his daughter and said,
“Very cool.”
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Listen to the ways
Everything communicates
Will it ever be anything more
Than Wishful Thinking…
Oh no
There you go
Looked away
And missed the show
How much wasted time
Will you survive…
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2 Months
later, Neela was every BIT of 8 months…The night was a little different…Paul
had a big PPV he had to attend…A week early Neela had been having Braxton Hicks
contractions which were false labor contractions, painful, but non the less
false…It was actually the bodies way of saying she’d go into labor at any time. She really wasn’t supposed to be having them;
they shouldn’t have even started until her 9th month.
Paul had
insisted that she come to the arena with him, since it was going to be in New
York, the travel time was slim to none…but there was no way he was going to
leave his wife home by herself. So they
went to Madison Square Garden arena with Maggie in toe. Neela sat in Paul’s dressing room and talked
with Jordyn, which Maggie was sitting on the floor playing with her dolls.
Jordyn reached
over and touched Neela’s stomach and said, “I can’t believe you’re already
starting on your second and I haven’t even started on my first yet.” Neela said, “Speaking of which…When am I
gonna get some God children to spoil?”
Jordyn smiled and said, “David said when we head out for our second
honeymoon tomorrow that we can start trying…I can’t wait. My biological clock is ticking so loud, I
can’t even hear the voices in my head anymore.”
The girls started laughing as David and Paul walked in from their ring
rehearsal.
Paul said,
“You need anything before I get ready baby?”
Neela smiled and said, “Yea…Water and the bathroom.” Paul helped Neela stand up as he took her arm
and wrapped it around his and said, “Right this way M’lady.” Paul lead her down and let her use the
restroom first and then down to catering for a bottle of water. Neela laughed and said, “I don’t know why I’m
even going to drink water, It’s just going to come out in 3 minutes anyways.” Paul chuckled at her as they walked into
catering.
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Feel the blades of grass
How it brings you back
It will always be
Only as green as you can see
Oh no
There you go
Looked away
And missed the show
How much wasted time
Will you survive…
Oh yeah
Fooled again
Don't know how
And I don't know when
Not much else to blame
But wishful thinking…
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Catering was
pretty loud…all the wrestlers and divas from both rosters were sitting in there
talking, eating and going over their storyline for the evening. All of a sudden the entire catering room went
completely silent. Neela turned to look
at everyone and they were staring at her like they’d never seen her before. Including her own father and of course the
shit starter himself John Cena.
Mark couldn’t
believe what he saw…His daughter was pregnant and if he wasn’t mistaken…she had
a wedding ring on her left ring finger…what the hell had he missed in his
daughter’s life because he was being such a stubborn ass??
Neela picked
up a bottle of water and then turned and left the catering room with Paul. Half way back to Paul’s dressing room, a hand
grabbed Neela by the arm and spun her around and it was none other then John
Cena. Neela glared at him and said, “If
you do that again…I don’t care how pregnant I am…I’ll kick the fuckin shit
right out of you…And don’t under estimate the power of a pregnant woman.” John said, “Shut the fuck up…I got something
to say to you.” Paul said, “Talk to my
wife like that again and you won’t have any teeth left to talk with.” John said, “Man fuck you and your wife…I
wanna know why you destroyed my fuckin jerseys.”
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It'll break now
Coastal towers
They come suddenly
Crashing over you
They come easily
Falling through the sky
Frozen places
Oh no
There you go
Looked away
And missed the show
How much wasted time
Will you survive…
Oh yeah
Fooled again
Don't know how
And I don't know when
Not much else to blame
But wishful thinking…
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Neela did a
half smiling smirk at John and said, “If you haven’t figure out why now…Then
you don’t need to know. But I’ll explain
it for you just this once…It’s called revenge John. You deliberately fucked up my life because
you was so nosey you just HAD to know who Maggie’s father was…You couldn’t just
leave it alone…Even though it was NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS…and it is STILL none of
your business…and will ALWAYS be none of your business…You waited until I left
the house that night after your pathetic lie of telling me you had a yearly
physical…when you’d already had it the week before…but you’d forgotten that
you’d mentioned it to me already. You
thought you were being slick. I had it
marked on the calendar and everything.
You thought I was stupid. You was
wrong…DEAD wrong.”
John said, “So
you decided to deliberately ruin every jersey I ever owned.” Neela giggled and said, “Well…Not all of
them…But damn near. I’m warning you
John…stay out of my life from now on…Nothing that I do is any of your
business…Oh by the way…” John watched as
she dug in the backpack that Paul had hanging over his shoulder and she pulled
out 3 hug Ziploc bags fully of screws and handed then to John and said, “I
figure you’ve been looking for these…Happy screwing.”
Paul and Neela
continued to Paul’s dressing room. When
they turned into Paul’s dressing room, Neela stopped as she grabbed Paul’s
arm…Paul said, “What’s wrong baby?”
Neela looked down and her pants were completely soaked and she said, “My
water just broke…Paul…It’s too early for the baby to come.” Paul stayed as calm as he possibly could as
he said, “Its okay…don’t worry honey…you’ll be fine.” David helped Paul get Neela to the car as
Jordyn grabbed Maggie and they took off for the hospital.
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I try to realize
That I didn't look any
further
A whole nother universe plain to see
I tried not to rely on another one for the future
A whole nother universe is a mystery
Gets me over…Gets me over, yeah...
Gets me over…Gets me over, yeah...
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Chapter 15
After 15
painful hours of labor and an hour of surgery…Gabriella Abigail Levesque was
brought into the world. Paul sat next to
the hospital bed watching his beautiful wife sleep off the exhaustion of her
labor which turned into a c-section in the end because her cervix wasn’t
dilating. Paul was just happy they both
survived the day and they had a beautiful new daughter out of the whole
ordeal…He’d have to remind her next time they’d be working on a boy.
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You're not alone
Together we stand
I’ll be by your side
You know I’ll take your hand
When it gets cold
And it feels like the end
There’s no place to go
You know I
won’t give in
No I won’t
give in
Keep…holding…on…
'Cause you know
We'll make it through…We'll
make it through
Just…stay…strong…
Cause you know
I’m here for you…I’m here
for you
There’s nothing you can say…Nothing you can do
There’s no other way…When it comes to the truth
So keep…holding…on…
Cause you know
We'll make it
through…We'll make it through
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Emerald green
eyes scanned the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit until they came to rest on a
bundle wrapped in a pink blanket with the last name Levesque on the side. He couldn’t believe it…Not only had she done
it once, but twice…She’d brought two children into the world. He also couldn’t believe that stubbornness
and pigheadedness kept him from not only his first, but now his second
granddaughter.
Gabriella
looked so perfect just laying there. She
didn’t have a clue about what laid ahead for her future and with as mad as her
mommy was at her grandpa, she may never know who he was…Not that anyone could
blame her mother. Mark just stared at
the fussing bundle…Eventually Mark knew he was gonna have to talk to his
daughter…He wasn’t sure how much she would listen or if she’d even talk
back…but he had to try.
A few months
later, Paul was in
Mark looked
down at his daughter…She was even more beautiful the second time around as a
new mother…She’d already lost all her baby weight and was glowing from head to
toe…Mark saw the grim look on his daughters face and said, “Before you kick
your old man off your property…I’d really appreciate you listening to what I
gotta say.” Neela didn’t say a word; she
just stepped aside and let him walk into her and Paul’s home.
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So far away
I wish you were here
Before it's too late
This could all disappear
Before the doors close
And it comes to an end
With you by my side
I will fight and defend
I’ll fight and
defend yeah-yeah
Keep…holding…on…
'Cause you know
We'll make it through…We'll
make it through
Just…stay…strong…
Cause you know
I’m here for you…I’m here
for you
There’s nothing you can say…Nothing you can do
There’s no other way…When it comes to the truth
So keep…holding…on…
Cause you know
We'll make it
through…We'll make it through
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Mark sighed
heavy as he said, “I know I was an asshole baby girl and I’m sorry…I know I
deserve to miss every special moment in your life from now until the day I die
because of the way I treated the whole situation between you, John, Paul and
I…I agreed with you 100% about it not being any of John’s business who Maggie’s
father was. I now realize you was
protecting Paul from a lot of problems he would’ve had with the law had anyone
other then the two of you found out what you guys had done when you was
17. I get that now. And I’m proud of you for sticking up for
someone you care for so much. You made
decisions that were right to make for you at those certain times in your life. The decisions whether good or bad were still
and always will be yours to make. And
I’m ashamed…”
Neela could
feel the tears started to fill her eyes as Mark continued, “I’m ashamed of
myself and the way I treated you that day…I should’ve never said those things
to you…You’re my flesh and blood…You’re my only daughter…you’re my baby
girl…and I hope you can forgive me someday…I’m not expecting anything brilliant
to happen over night…Not by a long shot…I’m just hoping in the near future you
can call me dad again because I haven’t been much of one to you your whole
life…especially at a few times in your life when you REALLY needed me to be
one.”
Neela couldn’t
stand her silence when she said, “Dad…I forgave you a long time ago…I am the
one who should be asking your forgiveness, this whole mess wouldn’t have
happened if I just would’ve….” Before
she could finish Mark pulled her to him as he hugged her to him as hard as he
could. All was as it should be between a
father and daughter…No one would’ve believed the bond that had been broken
could’ve been repaired with a couple of words, a few tears and a lot of love.
Mark stuck
around the remainder of the evening enough to get to know his new
granddaughter, while getting reacquainted with his daughter…looking through
photo albums of her and Paul’s small
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Hear me when I say…when I
say
I believe
Nothings gonna change
Nothings gonna change
destiny
What ever is meant to be
Will work out perfectly
Yeah – yeah – yeah - yeah
la da da-da la da da-da la da da-da da-da...
Keep…holding…on…
'Cause you know
We'll make it through…We'll
make it through
Just…stay…strong…
Cause you know
I’m here for you…I’m here
for you
There’s nothing you can say…Nothing you can do
There’s no other way…When it comes to the truth
So keep…holding…on…
Cause you know
We'll make it
through…We'll make it through
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Later that
night, laying in bed with Paul’s arms wrapped around her…she stared at him and
said, “I can’t believe anyone could be this happy.” Paul said, “Well…I’d hope you were…because if
not…then I’m not doing my job right.”
Neela giggled as she laid her head on his chest and said, “Nope…You’re
doing an excellent job.” Paul said, “Yea…I’m
bad baby…I knew I was good at something.”
In his cocky tone she knew all too well.
Neela laughed and said, “So what’s the moral of our story?” Paul thinking of that stupid TAG commercial
said, “When you mess with the Kings, Queen, you better watch you’re Ace,
Jack!” Neela couldn’t help but bust out
laughing with Paul. Paul said, “Speaking
of Jack…When are we going to work on a boy?”
Neela giggled and said, “Listen here Jack…I still got a couple of months
before pregnancy can even be a new issue to discuss. By the way…That wasn’t the moral of our
story…It’s…No more secrets.” Paul nodded
and said, “No more secrets.”
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Keep…holding…on…
Keep…holding…on…
There’s nothing you can say…Nothing you can do
There’s no other way…When it comes to the truth
So keep…holding…on…
Cause you know
We'll make it
through…We'll make it through
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The End