Readers: Sorry I haven't updated any of my stories, I've been busy with school and work lately so I'll try to update them this coming weekend. Anyways, I got a request to do another John Cena and Undertaker story so here's the beginning. =) I do NOT own any WWE characters in this story! Oh Yea…John Cena is in his Dr. of Thugganomics phase in this story.
Introduction
"Kitty come on the guys are here!"
"Ok I'll be down in a second!" I screamed.
Hello, my name is Katrina Lynn Cena and this is the crazy story of how one close relationship became broken apart….First let me tell you a little about me.
I am a 16 year old girl standing at 5'5 with long light brown hair and hazel eyes. My parents were sent to jail for drug possession when I was 8 years old. I thought life was going to be rough after losing them, but it only got better once I was sent to live with my older cousin, John Cena. He and I were always close like siblings. Sometimes I wished he was my real brother but I guess being a father figure was ok.
Like my cousin, who enjoys rapping, I love to sing in our church's choir every Sunday, and I often spent time writing in my diary whenever I wanted some time alone. I had one close friend other than my cousin, and her name is Laura. She's a senior in high school and is currently getting ready to leave me here all alone. I guess I couldn't complain since she was going somewhere to better herself. She was always a great role model for me.
"Kitty!" John yelled. I loved it when he called me Kitty or Kat. It was always his pet name for me since I was as cute as a kitten but can pull out my claws whenever I was messed with.
"I'm coming John!" I yelled as I ran out of my room with my super soaker. It was late May and scorching hot outside. John had invited some guys over for us to have a water fight. I was very excited about it and even more so when John made the big announcement that he was signed to a WWE contract.
"Yo man, that's awesome!" his friend Phil said. "Just more things to fill your head with…."
"Hey! I heard that!" John yelled before throwing a water balloon at him.
I giggled as I readjusted my bun. "He's got a point John."
"Oh yeah…well I plan to make a big impression when I debut. I'm going after the biggest, baddest, man in that locker room."
I shook my head, not really knowing much about wrestling enough to make a comment.
"Man you can't do that! Those men will bury you for sure." His friend Orlando said.
"Naw, I don't think so. I'm a tough kid and I'll make sure they remember my name." my cousin said. "Besides, I've got my biggest fan right here to help cheer me on. Right Kat?"
I laughed as he put his arm around me. "Oh I'll cheer for you, but I think Orlando is right. You might want to take it easy with some of the big time veterans…"
He chuckled, "Please I ain't sweatin' them."
I shook my head and then decided to bring up a new topic, "So…John. There's something I want to talk to you about."
He sighed knowing exactly what I wanted. "You don't need a job Kat. I make enough money to take care of you."
"Yes but at some point I would like to learn to take care of myself. I can't live with you forever." I explained.
He sighed heavily, "Sure you can. I never one told you that you had to leave."
Orlando shook his head, "Come on man, let that girl work. There's nothing wrong with her making her own money."
"Orlando is right man, besides you're going to need her help with college payments and stuff like that."
He started laughing. "College…who said she was going to college?"
I raised an eyebrow at him, "Uh…I did…there's no way in hell I'm sticking around and doing nothing. Besides, I don't want to turn out like my parents John."
He sighed, "You've got a point…alright fine you can get a job but don't work anywhere where you can get hurt. I'll be real pissed if something happens to you."
I sighed with a smile, "I'll be ok John."
With that, I got up and went into the house, ready to dry off for the day. I didn't really know where to start when it came to looking for a job until that very next day…