A/N: I am not sure if this will be a one-shot or a story, but this is just my interpretation of things. I feel for both John and Nikki and hope they both find happiness in someone if not each other.

I sighed as my phone buzzed for the millionth time in the last ten minutes. The news had finally broke, and everyone was going crazy. I had it all just 48 hours ago. I had an awesome career, a huge house, a bright future, and a woman that loved me... man what a difference a day can make.

I had begged her not to start that conversation again... it was dead and gone. I didn't want to hear about it again. I had said what I had been saying for the last 6 years, but now she finally decided to listen. I knew her hopes and dreams, and I thought that she knew mine... I guess that she had never listened. I had already gone down this road once, and it didn't end well. I wanted it to be different this time. We had talked about everything, our futures, our hopes, understanding each other's dreams, but I guess we didn't communicate as well as I thought we had.

I knew that things were strained when I was doing more movies, she was working on her clothing project with her sister, and spending more time out of Florida. I don't blame Brie for our break up, but her having a baby didn't help things. I knew that she and Brian were happy, and Birdie had really added to their lives, but that wasn't an addition I wanted. She just kept on about the baby and how it made her happy. I smiled, listened, but always told the truth when she asked about us having kids. I'm not sure if she tried to convince herself that she didn't want them, or if she was convinced that she could change my mind.

I heard a knock on the door and pulled myself off the barstool in the kitchen. I had sent everyone out of my house. I had no more staff, no tv camera, or any family. I just had myself and my thoughts. I opened the door and actually smiled when I saw that it was Randy. We had been friends since we started together many years ago in OVW.

"Kim sent me over to check on you." he said and I shook my head as he gave me a hug.

"Aren't you on vacation at Disney?" I asked him and he chuckled as I shut the door behind him.

"Yes, and if I hear 'have a magical day' one more time..." he said shaking his head.

We walked in, and I grabbed him a beer. He opened it and stood at the counter next to me. I was waiting for him to ask me what everyone wanted to know, but instead he took a sip of his beer and let me sit there. I was grateful for that. He looked around at back at me.

"It's quiet again." he finally said and I nodded as I started to peel the label off the bottle.

"Yeah, she is sending movers to get her things. They should be here tomorrow, and I get my house back." I said and he nodded.

"Is that what you want?" he finally asked me and I ran a hand over my face before looking at him.

"I was fine with what we had, but I guess that she wasn't. I never lied to her." I said and he nodded.

"I was hoping that it would work for you after Liz." he said and I chuckled.

"Liz seemed like a piece of cake over this shit." I mumbled and he nodded.

"You will get over this... You are john Cena." he said and I smirked, but sipped on my beer.

"You know what the internet is saying?" he asked me and I shook my head no. I didn't care, but I had a feeling that it wasn't being nice to me. I may be John Cena, but women everywhere rallied behind a scorned woman.

"They aren't happy, but most people think Nikki left you because she couldn't see you." he said with a smirk and I actually started laughing.

"Thanks, Randy." I mumbled as he laughed at me and sipped his beer.

I knew that I would get through this, but there was no denying that it hurt like hell right now.

A/N: One shot? or continue?