Hey everybody I'm back with another Trish and Cena Fanfiction. I know it's been a while but I'm back now. A little update on what I've been up to. I just graduated High school and now I'm going to college which starts on August 18th. So I'll be busy then but I'll definitely try to keep writing. I'm always busy nowadays and I really miss writing. But I'm back with this story and I think it'll be really good. I've had this idea for a while now and I'm excited to see how it plays out. Just an F.Y.I, I really like how 1st person point of views turn out so this story will be in all first person but from different people's views. Let me know what you think of this in a review so I know if I should continue it this way. I hope you guys enjoy it. And don't forget to leave a review.
10 Ways To Get Over A Break Up
Chapter 1: The One That Got Away
It was Valentine's day and instead of being all excited and merry like all the other women in the world I was disappointed. Disappointed for the 5th year in a row. I just didn't know what to do with this man anymore. Year after year I got excited expecting him to finally pop the question only to be side swerved with something different.
Every single year I'll wait for hours for John to get here hoping that this would be the day. This would be the day that he'll get over his fear of commitment and ask me my hand in marriage, only to my dismay it never happened. And I knew this year would be no different.
But I should have expected this. When John and I started dating he told me of his fear of commitment and I of course, being the beautiful talented Trish Stratus, thought I could change him. I mean how couldn't I? I'm Trish Stratus for goodness sakes. Every man's dream is to be with me so getting John to tie the knot wouldn't be so hard. Or so I thought.
I've been with him for 6 years and still nothing to show for it. I couldn't be kept waiting forever. I was pushing 30 and I wasn't going to become another one of those desperate 40 year old women begging men to marry them. If Cena didn't step up soon, I was going to leave. I have dreams and goals I want to achieve and at this point John wasn't doing anything but holding me back.
I wanted to get married and have kids. I wanted that picture perfect life. But with John, as much as I hate to admit it, it sure doesn't seem like I'll be getting that. He better man up or else.
I mean seriously. He tells me everyday how much he loves me, how beautiful I am, how he doesn't want anyone but me and how he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me. He wanted to spend forever with me, but he won't marry me? That didn't make any sense to me or the girls. I swear, I'll never be able to understand men. And they say women are the difficult gender? Ha! I beg to differ.
There was a knock on my door and I knew who it was. It was John of course. I put on my happy face and answered the door. He looked at me with awe and gave me one of his movie star smiles that I loved.
John: You look amazing. (I smiled and looked down at my dress. It was a red, skin-tight silk dress that I knew he would love.)
Trish: Thanks, babe. I knew you'd like it.
John: Like it? I love it. You look so good in red. I love that color on you. You're gorgeous. (And with that he pulled me into a passion filled kiss. I knew he loved me to death, but that wasn't good enough. I needed a lifetime commitment. He slowly pulled out of the kiss and looked me in the eyes.)
John: I love kissing you. (I smiled.)
Trish: I love kissing you too. (He grabbed my hand and guided me towards the sofa.)
John: Alright. Lets sit down. Lets exchange gifts, then we can get to the best part of the night... If you get my drift. (He winked and started kissing me on the neck. I chuckled and pulled away.)
Trish: Come on, John. I want you to open your gift. (I handed him the Valentine's Day bag I had all his gifts in. He smiled and took it. I watched as he opened it and noticed the Polo cologne I got him.)
Trish: I thought it smelled fantastic, so I thought you would too. (He smelled it and smiled.)
John: You know me so well. (He went back into the bag and looked in awe when he pulled out the Rolex wrist watch I got him. He excitedly put it on and gave me a quick kiss as he tried to fasten it.)
Trish: Here. Let me do that. (I fastened his watch and he gave me another kiss. He loved it. He went back into the bag for his final gift. His jaw dropped when he saw his final gift. He pulled out a tablet of love coupons and gave me a big flirtatious smile. I knew he would love them. He looked at the first one and his smile grew.)
John: "One night of doing any and everything you've ever dreamed of." Sounds kinky. (I smiled and knew that he was pleased with this.)
John: You really are the best girlfriend a guy could ask for. (I smiled. Was I proud of myself? Of course I was. I outdo myself every year with the things I get him. I loved spoiling him. He put his gifts back in his bag and handed me a bag of his own.)
John: Thanks for everything, baby. Now, here's your gifts. I hope you like them.
Trish: No problem, babe. I'm sure I'll like them. (I looked in the bag and pulled out a $500 gift card to Victoria's Secret. I was shocked. I loved Victoria's Secret and now I could buy anything I ever wanted to. He was the absolute best.)
Trish: You're seriously the best. Thank you. (I looked in the bag and pulled out a long jewelry box. I opened it to find the most beautiful necklace I've ever seen. It was a long, gold locket.)
John: Open it. (I opened it and saw the first picture we ever took together. It was on our first date. I smiled and looked at him. He was so thoughtful. I loved him to death. I really want to spend the rest of my life with him. I looked in the bag and saw a small jewelry box and my heart skipped a beat. Today was the day. He was finally going to propose to me. I looked up at him with a smile.
I reached in and pulled out the box. I took a deep breathe and opened it. It was earrings and I felt my smile fade. I looked up at John who had a big smile of his own. He reached over and removed the earrings from the box and held them next to my ears.)
John: See? I knew it. I knew that these would look good on you. (I looked down then back up at him and he looked at me concerned.)
John: What's wrong? (I sighed. I was truly hoping he'd propose to me but apparently that will never happen. I had to tell him the truth. I had to tell him what I was thinking.)
Trish: John, I need to tell you something. (He looked at me concerned and reached over to hold my hand.)
John: What is it? (I sighed.)
Trish: You know about my dreams right?
John: You have a lot of dreams, Trish.
Trish: The one about getting married and having kids.
John: Yeah. You told me a bunch of times. Why?
Trish: Well, you're my boyfriend and I love you. So, obviously you're the person I want to accomplish that with.
John: What are you saying?
Trish: John, I've been with you for 6 years and I thought you were the one I'd marry. But you're afraid of commitment. I love you, but I'm 28. In 2 years, I'll be 30 and people are going to start asking questions. If I wait too long I won't even be able to have children. Women have a clock ticking on their reproductive organs, you know. If we wait too long, we won't be able to have children.
John: I know all of that already. What's your point?
Trish: My point is that you're not giving me what I want. (He gave me a look that I couldn't put my finger on.)
John: I'm not giving you what you want?
Trish: No, you're not. I mean, you're a really good guy and I love you to death. But I want to get married and start a family. You apparently don't want that.
John: So, you're saying you want someone who does want that?
Trish: I'm saying that maybe we aren't meant to be. (His expression went from defensive to solemn in a heart beat.)
John: Trish, you're talking crazy. You don't mean this.
Trish: No John, I do. Every Valentine's Day I hope that it'll be the day you finally propose and it never happens. I can't keep waiting. A few more years and I won't be able to have kids. It's either now or never and I know it's not now.
John: Trish? (I looked up at him and his eyes were full of pain. I looked back down with a sigh. I couldn't look him in the eyes.)
Trish: I'm sorry.
John: But...
Trish: John, look. Don't make this harder than it already is.
John: But it's Valentine's Day and I still have a gift for you.
Trish: Just keep it. I know this was a bad time, but I can't keep dragging this out. You're never going to be my husband and I've learned to accept that.
John: It's Valentine's Day. Couldn't you just wait a week to do this?
Trish: No, I couldn't. I was hoping today would be the day but it's not. Now, I'm going to ask you to go please. I need time to think. (He let go of my hand and I knew he was looking at me. I didn't return the look because I couldn't bring myself to look at him.)
John: Trish, you're not thinking straight. Just give a chance to...
Trish: John, please. Just stop. You're making it harder on everyone. (I stood up and turned my back to him and looked down.)
Trish: We can still be friends. If you want you can take back what you got me. But you can keep what I got you. Just know that I still love you. (I heard his footsteps on the hardwood floor and knew that he was leaving.)
John: If you loved me, you wouldn't throw everything away so easily. As for being friends, you can go screw yourself. (And with that I heard the door slam as he left. I took a deep breathe and let it out slowly. I turned around to see the gifts I got him thrown on the couch and the gifts from him gone. He was really hurt and I couldn't blame him.)
Cena's POV
I took a deep breathe and forced the lump out of my throat. I wasn't going to allow myself to cry. Sure she broke my heart, but I was strong. I closed my eyes and reached in my pocket. I pulled out a small jewelry box and opened it. Inside was the engagement ring I bought for her. But she wouldn't even give me the chance to explain myself and instead seemed like she wanted to leave. That's her loss. She'll never find anybody better than me and I can guarantee that.
Six Months Later
Trish's POV
I looked at Gary, the man who just gave me another horrible date. Every date I've been on has been horrendous. Gary took me to an expensive restaurant, then threw a fit at the prices. On top of being a complete cheap skate, he was insane. He ordered lobster, so he had to choose which one he wanted. Once he realized that they cooked them alive he went on a 20 minute rant on how animals have equal rights while standing on the table. Needless to say, he embarrassed me and ruined my night.
Gary: So, did you have fun? (Oh, and did I mention how oblivious he was?)
Trish: No. Contrary you embarrassed me and I would have ditched your cheap ass at the restaurant had it not been for the fact that you were my ride home. You gave me one of the worst nights I have ever been on and you're not getting a second one. (He looked at me stunned.)
Gary: Then how about a kiss?
Trish: How about no? Don't even bother calling me because I'm blocking your number. (I opened my front door and closed it directly in his face. Who did he think he was? Wanting a kiss. I don't kiss on the first date. And I sure as hell won't kiss a cheap weirdo like him. He knew lobsters were animals so why did he even bother ordering it? Ridiculous. I laid on my bed and sighed.)
I have not been on one decent date since I left Cena. At this rate, I'm never going to find Mr. Right. I'm Trish Stratus. It shouldn't be that hard to find a good man. I'm easily a ten. Men just don't know how to act nowadays. I need someone like Cena. What was I saying? I don't need another one of those. I need a man who will commit and not be afraid. Everything would have been just fine had John just committed. I didn't think dating would be this hard.
I pulled off my dress and lied down in my bed. It sure was lonely at night around here. I hoped this dating thing starts to improve. At this rate, I was going to end up being another desperate middle aged woman. And I definitely didn't want that. I yawned from being tired. I guess I'll head to bed and start fresh in the morning.
End Of Chapter 1