A/N: I'm back (sort of) and with a whole new story. This idea has been in my head for awhile now, but I recently got the push to actually start writing it. I'd like to thank Katie (-Crazy-RKO-Fan) for just being so awesome and Brittiany (Mrs. Brittiany Orton) for playing an amazing John Cena on the forum that this is based off of. You both are amazing and I'm glad that I know you two. :) Anyways, I hope everyone likes this, if you happen to get confused somewhere along the line, I'm almost positive you'll get it in the next chapter. Hopefully updates for this story come a lot quicker since ideas have been rushing into my head like crazy. The first chapter of this is short, just an introduction to the story. The next one's are a lot longer...I know this because they're already written out. lol.

Hope you enjoy.

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Disclaimer: Do not own Randy Orton (damn), John Cena (double damn), or any familiar characters. The only OC's that I own are Elle and later on Anthony.

Chapter 1: Smile & Act Like Everything Is OK

"There's someone else." John says, not looking Elle in the eyes.

Elle's heart drops and a big knot forms in her stomach as she leans against the couch for support.

"Wh-wh-what?" Elle manages to get out, her voice and her whole body starting to shake.

"There's someone else." John says again.

Elle nods her head, still trying to process the three words that had just been said before even considering asking anything else.

"Who is it?" Elle asks, finally gaining the courage to ask him after a few moments of silence.

"Bree." John flatly replies.

Another pain shoots through Elle's body as she sinks down to the floor, her back against the couch.

"How long?" Elle asks, closing her eyes because she wasn't completely sure if she wanted to know the answer to the question about that affair that had been going between her husband and her recently discovered older sister.

Elle hears a long sigh come from John before he replies, his response sending a range of emotions to run through her body.

"Since the wedding." John says.

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Elle sighs, running her hands through her jet black hair as she takes a seat at the kitchen table. This was not what she pictured her marriage to turn into, she was becoming another statistic.

A soon to be single mother, who's marriage to a famous poster boy husband turns into a nasty and bitter divorce.

"The blogs and gossip columns are going to love this" She thinks to herself as she continues to stare at the stack of divorce papers that she was currently burning a whole into. Flipping through the stack once again, she's snapped out of her moment of self-loathing when the doorbell rings, sparking the dog that she and her soon to be ex-husband once shared to start barking like a maniac.

Getting up, Elle walks to the door and opens it, a small smile forming on her face when she sees the blonde on the other side holding a large box of pizza and tub of ice cream.

"I figured you needed some cheering up." Courtney says, walking into the house as Elle steps aside to let them her in.

"Have I told you how amazing you are lately?" Elle asks, closing and locking the door behind her.

"Yes, but I don't mind hearing it again." Courtney says, flashing Elle a smile as she walks into the kitchen.

Elle shakes her head, following her best friend.

"You've been with Randy for too long." She says.

"And what would make you say that?" Courtney innocently asks as she puts the ice cream in the freezer.

Elle rolls her eyes before replying. "Oh I don't know, maybe it's your overbearing ego."

"Ha ha Elle, you're hilarious." Courtney says, sitting next to Elle at the table. "But stop avoiding the issue. How are you?"

Elle sighs, catching Courtney's glance of the divorce papers.

"I'm fine." Elle says, lying.

"Don't lie to me Elle, I know you like a book." Courtney says.

"I'm filing for divorce against the love of my life. How do you think I feel?" Elle replies.

Courtney sighs, reaching over and pulling Elle into a hug.

"Cena's a jackass anyways, you deserve to be treated way better than that." Courtney says.

Elle nods her head, trying her hardest not to cry as she grips onto her best friend.

"Elle you don't need to hold it in, this is me you're talking to." She says, knowing how much Elle hates to show vulnerability.

Elle doesn't reply, shaking her head before pulling away from the blonde.

"I'm fine..I really am." She says, sniffling as she gets up from the table.

Courtney sighs, watching her best friend and knowing that everything wasn't okay with her, but like most people that got to know Elle Cena, they knew she had a hard time showing her emotions.

"Uh, I'll be right back." Elle says, going upstairs and into the bedroom that she had once shared with him.

Getting into the large king sized bed, Elle lays in the middle of it, their dog Charlie immediately jumping on to the bed and laying his head on her shoulder as Elle breaks down and cries for the first time in days.

Quietly following Elle upstairs, Courtney puts her ear against the door hearing the occasional snob and sniffle emerging from the other side of the door. Muttering under her breath, Courtney walks away from the door leaving a note for Elle before walking out of the house.

This is really bad

Courtney texts her long time boyfriend and new husband, Randy Orton as she walks to her red Mustang and gets inside.

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"You know you're a jackass right?" Randy asks, looking over at John as he was lifting weights.

"So I've heard." John replies, beginning to lift the bar up and down.

Randy shakes his head, pulling out his phone and seeing the text from Courtney.

"Does your master need you home already?" John teasingly asks, seeing Randy quickly type away on his phone.

Randy doesn't look up from his phone, settling on flipping off John.

John shakes his head, letting out a low chuckle before saying, "Dude you are so whipped."

"I'm getting critiqued from the guy whose marriage is currently on the rocks." Randy says.

John drops the weights on the floor before glaring at Randy.

"Too soon?" Randy asks, seeing the look on John's face.

"No shit." John replies, walking away from Randy.

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