Badass Boyfriend Pt.3

Intro

"For today's weather, we're tracking three sets of thunderstorms coming through our area in the next few days."

I listened to the news while doing my daily activity of cleaning up the large apartment that Phil bought for us to live in. We had been back in Chicago now for five months and things seemed to be falling into place. About a month after we first moved back, I had the liberty of finding out I was six weeks pregnant. It was kind of scary to think that we had only been together for a month and I was already having his child. I didn't tell him for at least two weeks because I was so sure that he would leave me. However he stepped up to the plate and had a room set up strictly for our little bundle of joy. I then called my mom to tell her the news a few days after telling Phil. She was surprisingly excited about it but I didn't know about Mark.

Anyways the routine we had going on was a pretty nice one. Phil would leave on the weekends to do his shows for Raw and Smackdown while I stayed home, working and taking care of myself. So far my belly had grown pretty decently making it hard to fit any of my regular clothes. I went out and bought a bunch of cute maternity clothes with Phil who was so excited about this pregnancy. I loved it when he would come home and kiss my belly or rub it. Those were the best times of my life. I knew Phil and I would make the perfect family and I couldn't wait for our baby to arrive…but nothing could prepare me for what was about to reach my ears.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

I sighed and placed my broom against the wall. Wondering who could possibly be at our door. Phil had a key to get in so I wasn't too sure who it could be. I touched my belly and then leaned against the door waiting for someone to speak.

"Miss Cena? This is the Chicago Police Department. If you are in there we need you to open the door."

I gasped upon them telling me who they were. Without hesitation I unlocked the door and threw it open wondering what was going on. There were two officers each of whom had different looks on their faces when they laid eyes on me.

"Hi, I'm Katrina…is something wrong?" I asked.

The heavyset officer glanced at his partner and then together they took off their hats, "You might want to sit down for this ma'am…it's about Phil."

My breathing shifted as my heart began to beat a little faster. I took a deep breath and then headed into the living room with the two of them close behind me. I felt as though I was walking in slow motion as I got closer to the couch. Something about their demeanor was telling me that my life wasn't about to be the perfect fairytale I had dreamed about. In fact it was about to take a dramatic turn.

I sat down on the couch as anxiety set in. The officers stood across from me, each of them exchanging looks of sorrow. I brought my hands together and spoke the words I feared they would tell me.

"Phil is dead isn't he?" I asked hoarsely as tears started falling from my eyes.

The skinny officer nodded, "Yes ma'am he is."

I nodded and then glanced at them, "How did it happen?"

The heavyset officer cleared his throat, "He was found in the locker room after Raw went off the air….stabbed to death…"

I gasped and buried my face in hands. "Oh God….please tell me this isn't happening…"

"I'm afraid so Miss. Cena. We promise you that the Los Angeles police department is doing everything they can to find the killer….in the meantime, do you know of any enemies Phil may have?"

I tossed my hands up in fury, "The man works for a company in which you always have enemies...why don't you start there!"

He sighed, "I'm sorry Miss. Cena I know this is difficult for you but we had to ask just to see of you may know something."

"I'm sorry, I don't." I said before getting up and walking to the bedroom. I closed the door and then laid down on the bed, crying my eyes out. I felt as if my world was completely turned upside down and no one was around to make it right again.