Torn
By Kristi/Broken Gem
Summary: For John Cena, nothing is what it seems
Characters: John Cena, Randy Orton, Lita, Torrie Wilson, Melina, Hunter, Batista, Chris Masters and a few others.
Notes: This story is completely AU. No wrestling. They're all living normal lives like all of us. I knowI have other stories to be working on, but when my muse strikes I can't help but write and then it's an automatic thing for me to post. So you can blame Felix(my John Cena muse), he's holding my Randy muse(Dimitri) hostage...or I think hesent Dimitri on a little vacation, not really sure which at the moment but whatever. Felix isn't all that happy about yesterdays results of John losing the WWE Championship. Can't say I'm happy about that either but maybe now there will be a Cena/Edge feud and Edge turned on Lita and she can team with Cena -Kristi crosses fingers in hope- Oh and as some of you know already, I'm technically grounded.I'm not really suppose to be on, but mymoms at work so what she doesn't know won't hurt her right? So the updates I had planned are slowly coming, such as Shadowed Hearts, Always the Unexpected, and Forsaken(hopefully, this last one I've sort of lost interest in any ideas are welcomed). Ok anyway enough of my little rant/note thing. Onto the story. It's better then the summary let's on.
Other Notes: Words in Italic are thoughts. Words in Bold are phone conversations.
Disclaimer: I don't any of the recognizible characters. Any OC's I might toss in are from me and me alone and are for story reasons. No OC pairings though. Pairings are set I'm just not going to share except for the one.
Prologue - The beginning of the end
Things just seemed to be getting more and more complicated for the young 25-year-old. He came home from a long day at work, dealing with the little monstrosities known as the high school students in his gym class. It could have been asking too much for him to come home and want some sort of sympathy from his high school sweetheart Lita. But now? Now this was just horrible. He was currently in an argument with said high school sweetheart.
"Li, now ain't the time for us to be havin' this discussion." John grumbled as he made his way to the kitchen.
The redhead sighed as she glared at the dark haired man's back. "For you no time is a good time to have this discussion."
"I have a headache." He mumbled as he opened the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of water from inside.
"You and your damn excuses...dammit John we need to have this talk sooner or later."
Before the redhead could continue John interrupted her. The blue eyed man standing fully to look at her. "Look Mrs. Cena we'll have this convo later. Right now I ain't in a mood to listen to ya bitch 'bout kids."
"Bitch about kids? John we've been married for two years now. I think it's about time that we started to talk about having kids. I really want to have kids, John." The redhead stated, placing a hand on her hip as hazel eyes watched him return from the kitchen.
"And like I've told ya before we will have kids just now ain't the time."
"There never is going to be a right time with you will there?" She asked.
"Now don't go there. I want kids too. You know that. Just not right now. We got work and shit. We still have a lot to settle wit'."
Lita stomped her foot in frustration. "We are perfectly fine in the financial department. So I really see no reason why we can't at least try."
"Because I said so alright!" John snapped, slamming the bottled water in his hands onto the nearest coffee table.
The redhead jumped slightly in surprise, this was a side of him she had rarely seen if ever and for him to get worked up over something as simple as children. Lita coughed.
"John..."
"No listen, ya want kids so damn bad right now? Why don't you go and talk to Randy, I'm sure he'd be more then happ' to help ya there."
Lita's brows knotted together in confusion. "John...why would I want to talk to Randy about something like this? You're my husband not him. And I think it's about time you stepped up."
John's anger heightened, "Time I stepped up? Babe that's all I've been doin', but apparently it hasn't been good enough now has it."
Hazel eyes blinked, "What are you talking about John?"
"You know damn well what I'm talkin' 'bout. I heard you're little conversation with Randy." Lita looked slightly scared at the angry tone in his voice. "So when were ya gonna tell me?"
"Well I was going to tell you tonight but," Lita started only for John to interrupt her.
"But what? Afraid I'd take it wrong?" John asked harshly as he took a step towards her. "Woman, I heard what ya told him. 'I'm so happy. I can't believe I'm pregnant. You promise you won't tell anyone? This is between us."
Lita looked shocked, "John you-"
"I don't wanna hear it. Ya been havin' an affair wit' my best friend and then ya dear to ask me 'bout startin' on family. What do you take me for?"
John didn't wait for a reply as he hastily moved towards the down. He threw his black sweatshirt on and grabbed his keys. Lita hot on his trails.
"John where are you going?"
His head snapped back towards her. "Away from here. Away from you! I gotta blow off steam."
Without warning the front door was thrown open and the full-blooded Italian briskly made his way to his mustang. He ignored the yells from the redhead who was trying to catch up. He didn't notice her trip and fall before nearly making it and had he seen it Lita had a sinking feeling that he wouldn't have cared. Just as the mustang door was slammed closed and the engine turned on, the heavens opened. The rain beating down on the shaking form of the young woman as she held herself and cried, not really caring that she was getting soaked as she stared as the sports car was swallowed by the darkness and cruel rain.
-X-
Blue eyes glared out the rain-splattered windshield. The window wipers quickly racing across the window back and forth to clear the rain from his view. Just like the dark clouds over head, John Cena was currently dealing with his own storm clouds in his mind.
Who the hell does she think she is. He thought as he raced down the street, not really keeping in mind the slick road. She thinks I'm stupid. I'm nothin' more then a pretty boy with muscle and no brains. I ain't like that. And I ain't gonna let any one tell me otherwise. I'm not as stupid as people think.
He growled as he continued down the slick street. He heaved a heavy sigh. To think that his wife would betray him for his best friend, was something he never would have thought would happen. Randy was like his brother. They had known each other since they were in diapers and now for the man to pull something like this?
John shook his head. Why was he thinking about this? Thinking about Lita and Randy when his reason for leaving the house was to forget about them. Forget about her, even if it was only for a short time. His cell phone rung and he blindly reached for it while keeping his eyes on the road.
"Hello?"
"John please..." He heard the woman whimper. "Don't do this you have to hear me out. I lo-"
He shut the phone and tossed it back onto the passengers' seat. The phone rung again and he spared a quick glance at the tiny display screen. The word 'Baby Girl' flashing. A scowl appeared on his face. Didn't she understand he didn't want to talk to her right now.
Once again the phone rung and to drown out the annoying wails of the phone, the young man turned on the radio. His favorite Hip-Hop and R&B station soon blaring through the speakers. With a sigh of relief John relaxed some what, trying to get rid of the horrible feeling that spread through out his body.
The mustang came to a stop at freshly turned red-light. The cell phone on the passengers seat flying forward and to the side, under his legs. With a growl of frustration, John leaned down to retrieve the troublesome object from the floor. After not being able to reach it by blindly groping for it, he ducked his head under the steering wheel and searched for it.
With the loud bass playing from the speakers he didn't hear the warning from the car in front of him. It wasn't till he had finally grabbed a hold of the phone and leaned up once more that he noticed the quickly approaching vehicle that seemed to be out of control. The last thing John Cena remembered before he was surrounded by darkness was the very near tearful face of his wife and the blinding lights from the car approaching him.
To Be Continued...
So what did you think? Liked? Hated? Thoughts, critizism is loved. Tell me what was wrong with it and tell me what you liked about it. Always helps my self-esteem and writing. Read and Review, please!