~ DANCE ON A BROKEN GLASS ~

By: Adrea019

I'd like to dedicate this story to Ainat, an amazing writer and a lovely person, who I know for awhile now. She's been supporting me a lot, always taking time to review my stories, even if those stories weren't about her favorite couples. I'm very thankful to this girlie, and this is my way to show some appreciation.

P.S I'm sorry for not reviewing some of your stories for awhile. I just joined fencing lessons, and this thing is way harder than I ever imagined it could be! I swear, I'm worn out after each training. Besides, my stupid computer have been protesting about 24 h daily routine =D

And I feel the sharp pain in my feet,
Each step I take leaves a bloody mark on the floor,
But that doesn't stop me.
It never did.
We're going forward and backwards,
We're rotating all over the large hall.
We're dancing -
It takes two for tango.
Look out! Be carefull!
You're dancing on a broken glass.
It's the shattered pieces of my dreams, that you're walking on.
It's the fragments of my failed future, that you're stepping on.
It's my heart, that you just crashed.


It was another typical day of John Cena. He, his best friend Randy Orton and 2 year girlfriend Layla were in his black car, on the way to another hang out with their friends Ted DiBiase, Cody Rhodes, Ashley Massaro, Candice Michelle , The Miz and Hunter to name a few. John had a huge push from the WWE for the past couple of months, especially now, when he's the WWE champion. Though being WWE champ was a huge honour, it also brought a huge tension. Having gold on your shoulder wasn't all bubbly and stuff, it also meant that you have to work twice as you worked before, cause besides the title, you take all the spotlight on your shoulders too. That's why John felt so happy now, when he, Randy and his girlfriend were going to their friends. Just relax, have fun, enjoy yourself. Forget everything at least for one week - that's how much time they were going to stay at Hunter and Stephanie's place.

- How 'bout some music? - Layla smiled switching car rado stations, until finally stopping on the one, which was displaying Britney Spears' Circus. John just rolled his eyes. Why can't she like bands like Linkin Park? 30 Seconds To Mars? Three Days Grace? SUM41? Why of all Britney? Sometimes he started thinking that she just tries to annoy him but he got rid of those thoughts taking and then letting out a deep breath. It was the way Layla was. All bubbly, dreamy. . . Sugar, sugar, sugar. But he still saw something in her. As a lot of people, she couldn't understand him, but at least she tried. And it doesn't matter, that usually it ended with an argument, but he appreciated that she didn't just quit on their relationship and always searched for compromises. Luckily, she didn't see his annoyance, since he wore black sunglasses. It wasn't really possible to drive without them - the sun was very bright. That's the way it always was at summers in Miami. And this summer was especially hot.

John cast a glance at the car mirror, to see what Randy's up to on the back seat. Of course. On the phone with Maria. Still on the phone with her. His friend was dating WWE's brownhead for a long time. What, after so many years, they still had to say to each other, which they haven't said yet? Of course, regular news and stuff, but being on the phone for what - 2 hours??? John shook his head for a bit. And they say I was the drastical one. His and Layla's relationship was slowly getting awkward and they're dating not nearly as much time as Randy with Maria. It was usually Layla speaking without breaks about total nonsenses, letting John know who's dating who in the WWE, all the backstage cat fights, rumours and slanders and so on and so on.

John let out another deep breath as new thought came to his mind. WWE. World Wrestling Entertainment. Wrestling World's Giant. One and only. Probably one of the best things abut the WWE ( if not the best ) is their story-lines. What haven't they done through so many years? Love triangles, broken dreams, from best friends to enemies, bad-ass boss, betrayals, psycho's obsessions, loosen babies. . . Fans went crazy for these things. Some of them even really believed it's real. But they haven't got a bare idea, that all these story lines were nothing compared to real-life dramas backstage. John himself, even tough he was the huge and important part of the company at least right now, didn't waste his time on that shit. After ending a match, he would just go straight to his locker room, changing a few words with the fellow wrestlers while doing so, take a shower, and leave. Dramas and bullshit like that never bothered him. If entire WWE reminded of a high-school, where you associate only with those people, who you like, then each roster was like one big family. And it felt good being in the most important one of those three families - RAW.

- I've heard Ted's bringing his cousin this time. - Layla said having a little mirror in one hand, lipstick in another and fixing her make-up as Britney's song was over. Now it was Rihanna. - His cousin is a girl and that's awesome, because I don't really fit in with Ash and Ames. These two are whether hanging out together or Amy spends time with Matt, Ashley with Shannon. I hope we'll become friends. And I hope she likes dancing, cause I love it! - she giggled. - But even if she doesn't, I can always teach her, right? - she smiled closing the mirror and putting it along with the lipstick in her purse.

- What's her name? - John yawned trying to keep up the conversation.

- Don't remember. - Layla shrugged her shoulders.

- I know. . . - they heard Randy's little laugh from behind. - . . . I missed you too. We're on our way, I hope we'll be there soon. . . Uh-huh. . . Wait a min. . . John, how much time left until we arrive? - he asked.

- About 20 minutes. - John responded automatically.

- 20 mins, babe. - Randy said on the phone as they continued chatting.

- I'm amazed that his cell phone battery isn't dead yet. - Layla giggled, for the first time that day making John smile a bit. . . for real. Cause usually, he just faked a smile. - Tell her we said hi. - she told Randy, looking at his reflection on the mirror.

- Lay and John says hi. . . - Randy informed. - She can't wait to see you guys. - he said casting a glance at the couple in front seats, before starting talking with his girlfriend about random stuff again.

- Ask how many people arrived yet! - Layla interrupted their conversation, but Randy just smiled at his friend's girlfriend.

- You've heard her. - he said on the phone waiting for response. - Uh-huh. . . Almost everyone's there. Cody with his girlfriend are on the rode, but they'll be at place after about 5 mins. So we'll be the last ones to arrive. - he responded to Layla, as she just nodded.

- Fashionably late. - she smirked at John, making him smile a bit again. - Is the new girl there too? - she turned her head around to see Randy again.

- The new what? - Randy raised an eyebrow.

- Ted's cousin? - Lay nodded.

- Oh. . . wait a min. - he said to Layla before concentrating his attention on Maria again. - Is Stacy there too? . . Uh-huh. Awesome. - he smiled. - Yep, she's there. - he said to Layla.

- Awesome. - she smiled. - How does she look? - Layla asked again, starting to annoy Randy for a bit.

- Listen, I know Stacy for awhile and I guarantee that she's not interested. - he smirked at Layla making her confused. - And besides, what about John? Ain't you two dating? - he giggled as Layla just rolled her eyes, understanding what Randy's talking about.

- Moron. - she turned her face away from Randy and sat in a normal pose, just too see John smiling too. - Ugh!