I watched my new "dad" John Cena walk back into the house. "Amydo you want to come with me to Ohio?"

"Why would I?" I asked.

"Because you love me," he said and he gave me a puppy dog look. "Please?"

"Fine but I don't love you!" I shouted and he laughed.

"If you say so."

John started his car and told me to get in once I have all my clothes ready. Anyways I am Amy Parker, and my mom is now married to John Cena. John recently got out of an divorce and he then met my mom after an RAW houseshow and I wasn't allowed to be there. I have black hair, brown eyes, and pale skin. I don't look anything like my mother. My mom has beach blonde hair, grey eyes, and tan skin. She looks like an beach babe, not an mom. Guys always want her. She is married to John after 6 years without my dad. He died while serving the country. John Cena respects him a lot and even visited his grave but that's not good enough for me.

My dad had black hair and brown eyes. He gave me his pale skin and I am glad I have most of his looks but I get my mom's beach babe beauty. I look more like a Snow White than an beach babe though. Also I am currently 18 going on 19. I'm out of high school and not going to college because of John Cena ruining my life. He tries to be a dad to hard. Seriously I wish he died.

"So Amykins, are you ready to go now?" John asked me once I carried my clothes and other crap I'll need for the trip.

"Yeah, I'm ready John."

"I told you to call me dad." John looked at me with his big eyes that seemed to a dark blue color to me.

"Too bad," I whispered and I got into the car. "Just don't let your dumb friends talk to me or know me. Okay?"

John looked at me and told me, "They're not dumb. You might actually end up liking one. We're going to Smackdown tomorrow because I'm on it."

"For what?" I asked and he only smiled. He wasn't going to tell me like always. God I had him so much. Someone just kill me.

Before we had the chance to get out of the driveway, John's phone went off. He picked it up and I had to admit his ringtone was pretty awesome. It was Voices by Rev Theory. He answered, "Hello? Oh, hey Wade!"

"John! Who is talking to you?" I asked and he pulled the phone away from his ear and told me,

"Wade Barrett aka Stu Bennett."

"Ah! That former Nexus freak gone Corre," I said and John gave me an glare. This car ride was going to be hell with us together.

"So what do you want to talk about Wade?" John asked him. "Oh who is in the car with me? My daughter is. What does she look like? That's up to you to decide."

I looked at myself in the mirror and noticed I looked like an emo girl. Okay, a vampire but I'm not one so I don't see why I look like one. Maybe it's because I always see an vampire when I look at myself. And back it up! Did John call me his daughter?

"I'm not you kid and I never will be," I snapped out and I could tell Wade heard me. He told John he'll call back later. I added, "Besides, I am no ass kisser." before Wade walked off.

"Look at what you did! You scared him off and hasn't even met you yet," John told me.

I smirked. "Good. I bet he is ugly in person."

"You don't know that. I've been telling him good things about you and now I have to say every rude comment you make about me to him and my friends."

"Good. You need some," I replied.

John sighed and asked, "What makes you hate me?" John's eyes grew big and sad but it wasn't enough to make me feel bad for what I said to him.

I looked at him in shock but I covered it up with hate. I couldn't like John Cena because he is the dumbest guy in the world and plus he thinks he is hot. Also that he could leave the house a lot and travel on the road. "Because you're trying to replace my dad," I told him.

John looked at me in a strange way but didn't say anything that made it sound strange. "I'm sorry it seems like that. Your mother was into me at the time and I didn't think it'll hurt anyone. Boy was I wrong."

"John, I didn't mean it like that!" I said sadly. I had tears in my eyes.

"Just don't talk to me right now. I need to think," he told me and I cried a bit. I had made him upset and it wouldn't be a good thing later. My mom is going to kill me once she finds out!

John kept his eyes on the road and I looked at myself in the car mirror outside the passenger's side. I could see my makeup getting ruined but I didn't care. I didn't want to care anymore because it was too painful to endure. I was taking my anger out on someone who didn't need it but it didn't matter. It didn't matter because he was trying to be my dad and I don't need another dad. I have one...I mean...I had a dad.

About an hour later, John parked the car at a gas station and asked, "Do you want anything to eat or drink?"

I nodded. "I want a Monster and some popcorn or chips."

"I'll bring you some," he told me and he got out of the car.

He went inside the gas station and I sat in the car. I saw his cell phone light up and I knew it was either a text message or a phone call. I picked it up and noticed it was a call. I answered for him. "Hello?" I asked.

"Hey where is John at?" the person asked. It had an British accent.

"May I ask who this is?" I said.

"Stu Bennett," the person said. Ah, it is Wade Barrett. Thanks to John for telling me his real name. "Who are you?"

"I'm Amy, his step daughter," I replied.

I heard sigh. He must hate me. "Anyways, where is John?" he asked.

"Getting me an Monster and some food. Why do you care?" I told him.

He laughed. "Because John is my best friend."

"He's not my friend so I don't care where he is at," I replied.

He stopped laughing. "Well tell him to hurry it up."

"I will," I lied.

"Goodbye Amy," Wade said and I said the same thing and he hung up first.

Truth is, I'm not going to tell John he called. Like he needs to know. I'm not John's maid or anything, and I sure hope Wade doesn't treat me like I am his daughter. I don't give a crap about John Cena and his stupid friends in the WWE because they're just as bad as him. I hope they think that I'm right about this because I'm always right.

I looked at the window of the car and saw John getting some gas. He placed the food and drinks he got on the trunk while he did. Once he got the gas, he opened his car door and handed me the Monster and a bag of chips and popcorn. "I couldn't decide on what to give you so I got you both," he told me. How thoughtful was he?

"Thanks," I said grabbing the items from him. "Also you might want to pick up some pads. You never know when I'm going to start my time of the month."

John rolled his eyes. "You had it last week so we don't have to worry about that right now."

I so wanted him to die, but that is never going to happen until I'm 50 years old. John is younger than my mom by 4 years. My mom had me when she was pretty young. Guess what? She still has the looks of a beautiful girl so she was able to attract some boys. But in the end, she picked the wrong one. She had to choose John Cena. Of all people in the world, why did it have to be him?

"So are we almost there?" I asked.

"What do you mean?"

"To Smackdown," I told him.

He nodded. "Yes."

I looked out the window on my side of the car and kept my eyes on the cars on the road. "So let's get going," I said.

John started the car and drove to where Smackdown was. "Now I want you to stay backstage," John told me. "You can watch what's going on through the TV."

"Understood," I replied. "So we're in Ohio now, right?"

"Yes. It wasn't too far from your house in Indiana," he told me. "I love it here in the summer."

"I hate the summer weather. It burns me up," I muttered out. I looked around the parking lot and a tall man walked over to us. His hair was gelled back and he had dark eyes. "Who is that?"

"That's Wade," John whispered.

"Oh," I replied.

Wade looked me up and down. "John," he said and then he added, "is this Amy? You should have told me she was very pretty. All the single men backstage are going to fight over her now."

"I should have gave you a warning then," John told him. "Amy this is Wade. Wade this is Amy."

"Whatever," I said. "Can I go to a club or something for girls my age. I don't want to stay here."

"It'll be fun to stay here, right John?" Wade asked.

"Right," John answered and I rolled my eyes. Another man walked over to us and he wore a Nexus arm band. I knew he was CM Punk in a second.

CM Punk smiled. "Who is the hot babe?" he asked.

"That's my step daughter," John told him. "You remember April her mother, right?"

Punk nodded. "Yes I do." John walked over to talk to him and he left me and Wade alone.

"I see John didn't get my message. Why do you hate him so much?" Wade asked.

I crossed my arms and glared at him. "Hate is such a strong word."

"Yes it is," Wade replied.

I looked him over and I admired his outfit. It was a black coat and he wore jeans right now. I knew he had a grey shirt under it because it was sticking out of his coat. "I like your outfit," I told him. "Looks great."

"Thanks," he told me with a slight blush on his face.

"Anyways, I'm going to find a club," I told him grabbing my purse from the car. "Don't follow me or tell John. Just say I'm inside somewhere."

"Do you want me to lie to him?"

"Yes," I simply answered.

"Well I'm not. I'm not like you," he said.

I turned around madly. "What do you mean 'not like you'?" I asked.

"I meant to say I'm not going to lie like you do," he told me but I didn't care. He pissed me off and he was just as bad as John Cena. Maybe worse than John Cena pisses me off.

"Just leave me alone," I said.

Wade looked at me and sighed. "Don't be yelling at me when you're in the back of a cop's car."

"I won't be in a police car. I promise," I said and he grabbed my arm.

"Just stay out of trouble," he said. "I don't want anyone to get hurt. Here is my number just in case something goes wrong. Just don't call me if you murder someone."

I took his number and placed it inside my purse. "I will."

"Good," he told me and he gave my arm back. "A club is 2 blocks away. Kelly Kelly is there right now so if you see her, stay near her. It's a club for girl over 18 and at age 18."

"Thanks," I told him.

I walked off and stopped at someone's car and I pulled of my jacket. I messed up my hair and got out some red lipstick and placed it on my lips. I looked at the person inside the car and asked, "Hey what's up?"

"Amy? What are you doing here?" the person asked and he came out of the car. It was my friend Blake.

"Going clubbing. Can I change in your car?" I said.

"Go ahead."

I nodded and got into the car and changed into a clubbing type outfit. Got to fit in.

"How do I look?" I asked.

"Like a drunk girl," he told me. "A hot drunk girl."

"Good. Then it worked."

"Where is John at?" he asked me.

"With his friend Wade and CM Punk," I told him. "You know where the club is two blocks from here is right?"

"Yeah. It's called the Krazy Club," he told me. "It's a cheesy name but it's tons of fun inside."

I laughed. "Fun inside? I need a cig."

He handed me a smoke and he lit it. "There ya go."

"Thanks," I said and I inhaled the sweet smell of it. Well the bad smell but I like it because it calms me down. "I can't smoke or drink around John. He'll tell my mother all the bad things then."

Blake nodded. "I can understand."

"Yeah."

"So ready to party it up?" he asked. I handed him to cig once I was done with it.

"Sure thing," I told him.

Blake drove me to the club and we got inside. A blonde headed girl greeted me. "Hey Amy!" she said. I knew instantly she was Kelly Kelly. "Wade sent me a message about you."

"Yeah," I said. "Good for him."

Blake laughed. "What is he? Her boyfriend?"

"No, and you're?" Kelly asked.

"Blake. I'm Amy's friend," he told her.

"Well, I'm going over there," I told Kelly.

I walked over to the bar area and tons of guys were sitting down. One of them looked at me and asked, "Want a shot?"

"Sure," I said.

"One shot coming up," the bar man said. Blake showed them a fake ID at the entrance saying we're both 24.

"So who are you?" the man asked.

"I'm Brooke Ryans, and you?" I said.

"Alexander Cage," he replied. He handed me a small cup and told me, "Take a sip Barbie doll."

I took a sip and I smiled. "Thanks for this."

"No problem. Pretty ladies deserve to be treated," he told me.

I giggled. "Yeah they do. Handsome men like you are great to have around." I touched his brown hair and smiled. I looked into his grey eyes and admired them.

"Anyways, Brooke, I have to go. Want my number?" he asked.

"Sure," I said and he wrote down his number and I took it. He paid the bar man the money he owed from buying me the drink.

"See you later," he told me.

"Yeah, see you," I replied.

I watched him walk off and Blake found me. "We better go elsewhere," Blake told me.

"Why?" I asked.

"I want to dance away from Kelly," he told me.

"Don't like her?" I said.

"Yeah."

We walked off and got on the dance floor and after a while of dancing, I drank some more. Blake got drunk before I did and when I did get drunk, the police showed up. They must have been looking for people disturbing the peace of the world.

"Blake," I said in a slurred voice. "We got to go."

"No...I want to dance," Blake whined.

"But Blake the cops will arrest us and John will find out," I told him.

Blake looked me in the eyes and laughed. "So?"

"Blake," I whined and the cops walked over to us.

"Are you two drunk?" one of the cops asked.

"No," Blake told them.

"Yes," I answered.

"How old are you guys?" they asked.

"I'm 18," I told them trying to stay out of a lot of trouble. I rather be honest than a lair in the situation.

The cops looked at each other and they placed cuffs on my hands. "You're under arrest..." the girl police officer told me and she read me my Miranda Rights. Blake was also arrested and when we got to the police station, I asked from my free phone call.

I took out Wade's number and called him. It rang twice before he answered. Boy was he right.

"Wade?" I asked. "I need you to come get me."

"Amy, are you in trouble?" he asked.

"Yes but don't tell John. Please..." I told him.

"I'm on my way," he told me. "Just stay calm."

"I will," I replied and he hung up. I wonder if he really was going to help me.

A/n: I wonder what will happen next. Will John find out? Will Amy be in a load of trouble? Anyways message/rate if you like this story. This is a hate free zone. I don't like hate because it is rude. Anyways thanks for reading!