Written: August. 03, 2006.

Story Title: Regretful Mistake

Characters: John Cena, Randy Orton and OC's
Genre: Romance and Drama/ Fluffy Story
Disclaimer: I do not own anyone except the OC's which I know you guys can pick out
Author's Note: Story's dedicated to my best friend Bettina Isabelle (Izzie) - which explains why the characters are named after us(:

Summary: Randy Orton and John Cena makes one regretful mistake that will ruin everything! Both the girls they care for gets pushed to the limits and with that, puts the boys in heartaches. That, can only equal drama, drama, and even more drama.

-x-o- Wahh. Dont judge the story by my summary coz for some reason this story's hard to sum up in a couple words since its TOO dramatic! Honestly, I dont even know where to begin. So please just read the story, enjoy, review, maybe eat a cookie here and there and it'll all be good, i promise -x-o-

"Oh my gosh!" Isabelle exclaimed, trying to get a hold of her breath. "I'm overly excited!"

Jhen, her best friend just sat there flipping through a gossip magazine, paying absolutely no attention to her.

"What if I get to sleep in the same room as Randy? What if I get to hang out with him in the locker room? What if- what if-"

"What if you shut up and stop getting your hopes up?" Jhen advised.

"Hey! You're mean. You've been nothing but a bitch to my crush!" Isabelle said, sitting down on her bed.

"Well it's not like Mr. Legend Killer's gonna settle down to one girl, none the less have her be five years younger than him," she explained, dumping the magazine on the ground. "Besides, I heard he's really mean."

"He's not mean. But if he was, I'm sure my cousin will defend me," Isabelle said with a content smile on her face.

"Oh great. You're cousin… John Cena…" Jhen said with a disgusted look on her face. "I hate that guy. He's such a jerk."

"He's not a jerk. You're just mad coz he turned down when you asked him out last year."

"At least I have enough guts to ask a guy out. Unlike you, all you do is talk about 'what if – what if – what if.' Pssh girl that's gonna get you nowhere," Jhen laughed.

"Well a girl can dream can't she?"

"Yeah but if dreaming is all you do, it's not exactly exciting. You'll be over there killing yourself for the fact that he's not yours for real."

"Yeah well that's life," Isabelle sighed.

"Speaking life, I have one, a very crazy one, to be more specific. So I'll see you tomorrow morning for our flight to Raw," Jhen said getting up and getting her keys.

"Okay, I love you Macaronni," Isabelle said, getting up to give her best friend a hug.

"Love you too Izziebelle," Jhen returned, before walking out the door.

Pfft whatever. I don't care what anyone says. I'm more than determined to get Randy to be fully mine. Isabelle thought.

-x-o-x-o-x-o-x-o-

"Wow look what we've got here," Tyler laughed, pressing his chest to Jhen's back.

She jerked her head to get a good look at him and smiled. "Hey!"

He smiled and rested his hand on her waist as he leaned forward and gave her lip a peck. "I missed you."

"Aw, well you're gonna have to miss me more coz I'm traveling with Raw for a week," Jhen informed, turning around to face him.

"A week? Baby come on now, you're killing me!" Tyler groaned, pressing his fingertips harder against her skin.

She licked her lips as she looked on to his. "I'm sorry," she apologized seductively. It wasn't long before she pouted her lips and leaned forward to give him one teasing kiss. She sucked on his top lip and parted it open just before she pulled away and smiled.

"Wha- why do you always have to do that?" Tyler asked.

"Because kissing involves a lot of passion and I only share passion with someone I'm in a relationship with," she answered, running one hand down his chest.

"Isn't friends with benefits a type of 'relationship'?"

"Not in my book," Jhen replied shaking her head. "But hey I just came here to say goodbye before I fly out for a week."

"Okay but don't pay attention to that that Cena guy or whatever. I know you guys have history together, and I don't want him hurting you more than he already has," Tyler warned.

Jhen's smile grew as she gave him one last kiss. "I'm glad you're worried about me."

"Of course I am. The only reason why we're not together is because you're scared of commitment."

"I'm not scared of commitment!" she exclaimed. "I'm just scared that I'm gonna hurt you coz I'm a big flirt!"

"Yeah and I'ma have to change. It doesn't matter if we're together or not. My feelings for you are obviously gonna grow either way," Tyler stated.

She ignored that statement but kept fiddling with his collar to get the button up shirt half open.

"Babe don't strip me down in public."

"I'm not, I'm just-" she paused and tugged on a button. "There we go, much better."

He looked down on his shirt, seeing half the buttons open, getting a perfect view of his glistening chest.

"Ok well I have to go and get some sleep for the big trip tomorrow," she stated. "I'll call you before I leave."

Tyler nodded his head as he watched the girl of his dreams walk pass him.

Jhen kept walking but stopped just before she was out the door. She turned her head and yelled, "Don't let some other bitch take my place. You're all mine."

You're all mine? Tyler thought. "Yeah I wish I could say the same," he laughed.

She bit her lower lip and winked at him before continuing her walk out the door.

-x- Meanwhile -o-

"Shit, I don't understand why Jhen has to come along," John groaned as he took a seat at one of the booths.

"What's wrong with Jhen? She's like a twenty outta ten," Randy laughed, taking a sip of his mojitos.

"Twenty outta ten? Try 17 for NC-17! That chick's crazy, she's too wild and slutty for me," he said shaking his head.

"Tell her that to her face if you wanna get bitched slapped," Randy laughed harder.

"Nah, I doubt I'll get a second to talk to that girl," John said shaking his head. "I don't wanna."

"We'll see about that!"

"Yeah well we'll see how you like having my cousin hanging around," he laughed.

"It's nothing new. She was a bit over excited the last time I saw her but I'm use to getting that kinda reaction from girls," Randy chuckled.

"You stupid son of a bitch!" John laughed, at his best friend's cockiness. (A/N: sorry I'm watching five questions and that line just got glued to be brain)

"What? Don't act like it's not true!" Randy exclaimed. "But hey I'm exhausted, so I'll see you and your little girls that are coming to visit, tomorrow."

-x- The Next Day At The Airport -o-

"That flight was long! I'm so-" Isabelle started to complain, but her best friend cut her off.

"Oh shit that guy's hot!" Jhen exclaimed tilting her head to get a better look at him. "I wonder if he's single."

"Pfft, whenever it comes to guys with you, it don't matter if he's single or not. You're still gonna flirt with him," Isabelle replied.

"I know but it's funner when they're taken," Jhen laughed, keeping her glance at the tall, dark, and gorgeous man standing by the vending machine.

"Funner? Is that even a word?" she asked, before getting dragged by her best friend.

"Come one, lets get some free soda," Jhen suggested, well more like demanded.

"Free? Jhen it's a vending machine, that's not free," Isabelle informed.

"Oh it'll be free, trust me," she laughed. Jhen slowly walked over to the vending machine as she slightly bent forward and took a glance at the buttons. The guy she spotted earlier, just happened to still be there, and apparently was taking long glances at her.

"Shit it's so hot," Jhen groaned, rubbing her hand down her neck. "And I only have100 dollar bill, but I'm dying to get some soda."

Isabelle raised her eyebrows thinking that was the dumbest thing ever! But to her surprise, it seemed to work. The guy let out a soft laugh before slipping a crispy dollar bill in.

"Thanks," she smiled.

"You're barely wearing any clothes and you're still hot?" he asked.

Jhen's smile grew bigger as she could feel him still eyeing her body. She was wearing white short-shorts with a pink wife beater, tied in the back to pull it up higher. Her hair was straight and silky that was tied up in a messy ponytail.

Jhen narrowed her eyes at him. "Are you saying I'm not hot?"

"No, no, I just thought that since you were wearing very light clothing, it'd be a little cooler for you," he explained.

"No, it's streaming hot in here. I feel like I'm in an oven," Jhen said. "But hey I never got you're name."

"Thomas," he said pulling his hand out.

"Jhen," she smiled shaking his hands.

The two just stood there, not letting go of each other's hands, staring deep into each other's eyes.

"Holler!" John chimed in, walking over to them.

"Frosty!" Isabelle exclaimed giving her loving cousin a hug. He twirled her around a couple times before setting her down on the ground

"I missed you," he said giving her a kiss on the cheek.

She, of course, ignored him, and just stared up at Randy who couldn't help but look over at Jhen.

"Damn, how old are you?" Randy asked her.

She let go of Thomas's hand and stood next to him. "Twenty-three."

Randy nodded his head in approval.

"Yeah but-" Jhen started as she locked eyes with John. "I'm gonna go get something to eat. I'll just catch up with you three later."

"That's perfect, you can come eat with me at the Rave Pool Bar," Thomas offered.

"Wait you're leaving me?" Isabelle asked.

"Yeah, I don't wanna be a bother to some of you," Jhen answered.

John gulped, knowing very well she was talking about him.

"I just have one bag anyway, so I'm sure it'll be easy for you guys to handle that right?" Jhen asked.

John nodded his head and smiled. He stood there and felt some sort of jealousy flash through his heart, after seeing Jhen and Thomas walk out together. Whatta hell? I don't care if she's involved with other men. I don't even like her… right? John thought.

-x-o-x-o-x-o-x-o-

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Isabelle asked Randy at dinner.

"Nah, I'm single," he answered with a tired look on his face. He's been sitting at the table for at least an hour, just talking non-stop with her.

"What's the perfect date?" she asked again.

"A simple dinner- and sex," he coughed the last word, which made her laugh.

"Horny Randy!"

"Us men are always horny, huh John?"

"Huh? What?" he asked snapping out of his long daze.

"What's wrong with you?" Randy asked.

"Nothing, it's just dark outside and I thought Jhen would be back by now," he answered.

"Oh, frosty's worried about Jhen!" Isabelle sang.

"No I'm not. I couldn't care any less, I'm just stating the facts," he defended.

"Well whatever, I'ma see you guys later. I wanna go clubbin," Randy said getting up.

"Wait, no, stay here," Isabelle begged.

Randy smiled and patted her head. "Sorry, I wanna do something only adults do."

"Whatta fuck?" Isabelle scorned after he left. "I'm twenty-two years old, I'm not a teenager!"

"Well in his eyes you seem like one," John replied, instantly smiling once he saw Jhen walk into the catering.

"Jhen!" Isabelle called her over. "What'd you to Thomas?"

"What do you mean?" she asked taking a seat across from the two.

"You've been with him for five hours!" Isabelle squealed. "So what happened? Is he a good kisser?"

"Why is that always the first question you ask when I get back from hanging out with a guy?" Jhen asked blushing.

"Because knowing you all your life, I'm sure kissing on the first date is something your use to," she replied, before taking a long sip from her smoothie.

"We just hung out! It wasn't even a date," Jhen defended.

"So you guys didn't kiss?"

"I'm sorry I don't kiss and tell," she laughed before standing up.

"So you did kiss?" Isabelle asked again. "Just tell me a yes or no."

Jhen bit her lower lip and nodded her head.

"Gasper!" Isabelle exclaimed. The two girls always used 'gasper' as a term of being shocked and 'gasping'.

Jhen smiled brightly, resting both hands on her hips, and tapping her left foot continuously.

"Sooooo," John said in a low voice, desperately wanting this girl talk to end.

Jhen darted her eyes to his direction and frowned.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

She shook her head, and put up a fake smile on her face. You have no idea how hard it is to stand here and pretend I'm okay, pretend I have no feelings for you, and pretend I wasn't hurt by what happened between us last year.

"You sure?" he asked getting up to put his hand on her shoulder.

She snapped outta her thoughts and instantly moved back a step when she felt him drag a hand down her waist.

"Jhen?" he asked again.

"I'm fine, just leave me alone," she replied, keeping her eye locked to anywhere but him.

John sighed, tempted to rest his fingertips against her bare skin again, but he didn't. They were in too much of a weird situation after what happened last year. She wasn't over it, and to his realization, he wasn't either.

-x- Flashback of Last Year -o-

"John it's uncomfortable here," Jhen whined, leaning closer to him.

"You're twenty-two now, you're gonna go to a ton of places like these," John replied, taking a sip of his dirty sanchez.

"I know bu-but," Jhen started to say, but she was to scared to even continue on. She wanted to just go back to the hotel and stay in the cozy quiet room. They were at a club, with music blasting throughout the place. She felt like they were in a mosh pit with everyone drinking, yelling, and dancing at the same time. Her head was going crazy.

"Go out to the dance floor," John suggested. "Just dance to the music."

Jhen gulped and shook her head. "No, John I don't wanna be here. I'll just get a cab back to the hotel."

He sighed and shook his head. "Forget it, I'll just drive us both back."

"Yay!" she cheered in great approval.

The drive back to the hotel was quiet, which made Jhen feel a bit awkward. She felt that it was her fault John had to leave the club and stop his fun.

"I'm sorry," she apologized once they got in the elevator.

"Don't worry about it," John said, pressing the 14th button.

"I'm on the 13th floor," she corrected.

"Yeah but Isabelle and Randy went to the movies and wont be back for another hour. You can just come to my room till they get back," he replied.

"Perfect," Jhen smiled walking out when the doors opened. "The other way."

"What?" John asked, having trouble with the key cards.

"I said other way," Jhen answered, walking closer to press her hand against his. She flipped the card side up and pushed it forward to have the door open up.

"OH!" John laughed.

"I can't believe you don't know how to use a stupid key," she laughed, sitting down on the bed.

"It says, 'this side up'," John defended, taking a seat beside her.

"Whatever, I still got it open," Jhen laughed.

Silence.

"I like laying down in the grass during a bright sunny day to watch the clouds fly by," Jhen confessed.

John let out a soft chuckle and laughed. "That was random… cute in a way."

"But I hate being in a crowded bar. It's too loud and hectic over there."

"Aw, I can understand why it was uncomfortable for you," John sighed, resting his hand on her thigh.

She nodded her head, and looked up at him.

He smiled and brushed off hair strands that draped over her face. It wasn't long before the temptation built up between the two, as the space lessened, with the both of them falling into a deep kiss. It was weird how sudden that happened but neither of them seemed to fight it, or want to for that matter.

It was getting more and more domineering as John lightly pushed her back to get on top of her. He slipped his hand in hers, making a completely perfect fit. He moved his tongue into her mouth, exploring every sweet taste there was. She moaned at his touch feeling her sink lower and lower into the bed, as he began to get even more aggressive. He broke the kiss and opened the drawer to the nightstand, taking a condom wrapper out.

"You're not a virgin right?" he asked outta breath.

She didn't answer but instead took the condom wrapper and opened it herself.

John smiled and crashed his lips back to hers, not wanting to waste anymore valuable time. He dragged his hand to the hem of her shirt and flipped it over her head in one motion, doing the same to his own after.

John parted his lips from hers, only to make a trail of them all over her body until he'd reach her jeans. He quickly unzipped them and took them off, making his way back up, once the two were completely stripped.

"Are you sure you wanna do this?" he asked.

She bit her lower lip and nodded.

He smiled and held her hand tightly getting right back to work…

-x- The Next Morning -o-

"Where's John?" Jhen asked after walking into the catering.

"He's in the gym with Randy, why?" Isabelle questioned.

"Nothing, I was just wondering because he wasn't in the room when I woke up," Jhen replied.

"Oh yeah, he said you fell asleep after going clubbing,"

"Really? He said that?" Jhen asked.

"Yeah and he had to sleep on the floor since he didn't wanna wake you up."

"What the fuck," she cursed.

"Isn't that what happened?" Isabelle asked.

Before Jhen could answer the two wrestlers came back from their workout and sat down with them.

"Hey sweetie," John greeted hugging Isabelle.

Jhen rolled her eyes and got up. "John can I talk to you for a second?"

He nodded his head and followed her out to the hallway.

"You slept on the floor?" she asked almost yelling.

"Well what was I suppose to say to my cousin? I fucked your best friend last night?"

"Well you're making it seem like your ashamed of me," Jhen said.

"I'm not, I was just a little tipsy last night. I didn't know what I was doing. I woulda never had sex with you if I didn't drink alcohol," John explained.

Jhen crossed her arms and glared at him. She obviously took last night as something more, but to him it seemed as a regretful one-night stand. "What the fucking ever." She groaned storming back to the catering.

-x- Later That Day -o-

John walked into the hotel room that his cousin stayed in, seeing Jhen sitting on the couch watching Sponge Bob.

"You watch cartoon's still?" he asked out of laughter.

She crossed her arms but didn't answer. Instead she just took the remote control and turned it to the sports channel. "There you go you're highness." She said out of sarcasm.

"Wha- I- but-" he stuttered. "I didn't even say anything!"

"Oh well you definitely did earlier today," she muttered standing up.

"Is this what this all about?" John asked following her to the kitchenette.

"Well you said you were drunk! You sure as hell didn't act like it when we had sex," she scorned crossing her arms again.

"Okay, okay I'm sorry. I lied. I admit I wasn't drunk, and the only reason why I said that was because I regret it!"

"Yeah like that makes me feel a lot better," Jhen mumbled under her breath.

John sighed walking over to her. "Okay I lied again. I guess I don't regret it."

She looked up at him with innocence written all over her face. "Really?"

He sighed before wrapping his arm around her waist. "Yeah, it was one of the most amazing nights I've ever had in my whole in my life! Unlike other girl's I've dealt with, you actually do work even when I'm on top."

I small chuckle escaped her lips before pressing it over John's.

Well maybe this was gonna turn out into a relationship after all…

-x- A Month Later -o-

Uh okay quite not.

Jhen and John for the past month have been on and off seeing each other every now and then. She'd come by the arena once in a while when their show was near her hometown to spend some 'quality time' with him. Though they did remain to keep it a secret. So it was only obviously it had to end soon.

And it did.

Coming into the whole 'secret' for about 3 weeks, Jhen received nothing but his answering machine. She hasn't heard his voice for three days and it was driving her insane! They weren't together; they were just kinda there to ease the pain of being lonely.

"Where the hell is John at!" Jhen groaned after calling him about ten times for the past five minutes. She tried again, when someone finally picked up.

"John!" Jhen squealed. "Oh my gosh I missed you."

"Jhen…" he started to say in a low calm voice. "I-"

"What? What's wrong?"

"I can't do this anymore," he said softly. "I'm sorry. I should've never even continued to do this. It's just not my thing."

Jhen's heart sank. All she could do was keep quiet, not knowing what to do or say. She's fallen for John Cena! And now here she is, hurting over the thought of loosing him…but she never exactly had him, so why does it hurt so much?

"Jhen are you still there?" he asked over the phone.

She shook her head, "Bye."

John stared at his phone, stunned at the sudden hang up. But then again, that's probably the reaction he should've expected.

-x- End Of Flashback -o-

So that's what really happened last year. Jhen and John never speak a word to each other after that incident, until now. Jhen just lied, and pretended she'd asked him out and he turned her down, as a cover up story to Isabelle. What? That was the only thing Jhen could think of, as a reason to why she hates him so much. Besides, no one else knew about the 'secret' but the two of them and it's definitely gonna stay that way.

"Well if standing up in silence is all you guys are gonna do, them I'ma go," Isabelle said. "I wanna go clubbing with Randy."

John smiled and said, "I know which club he's at. I can take you if you want."

"Okay!" Isabelle squealed. "Jhen are you coming?"

"No, I've had a long day. I think I'll just take a bubble bath or something and relax," she answered.

"Nah, come with us, it's not gonna be as fun without you," John said.

"Please? Just come, it's not gonna hurt," Isabelle begged.

She had a skeptical look on her face but agreed after witnessing the pleading eyes of her best friend.

Oh shit, bad idea. John thought after walking both girls into the club. The first thing Jhen saw was Thomas, and the first thing Isabelle saw was Randy making out with a blonde.

John felt his heart sink, seeing the sadness and defeat in his cousin's eyes. Along with the jealousy of having to witness Jhen and Thomas hang out together.

xoxo. hmm wow, drama already put on the first chapter, eh? Must mean something! hehe, prepare for a ride coz this is one dramatical story i have coming up! i already have half the story written(: so please review and let me know what you think(: thanks mucho for reading!

x baby puffin. Jhen.
August 19, 2006.