Editors Note: And you thought I couldn't get any busier! I really want to start this story so here I am! Now sorry if I take soooo long to update this one or any other ones! I'm gonna be really busy next week. So please R&R!
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I sat across from the man that was still my husband. At least, I think he's still my husband. We've been though so much. And I've done so much shit that should have ended this marriage a long time ago. It's amazing how one night, one mistake, can change everything for the worse. I do love my husband, I really do. What drove me to do what I did that night, I still don't know. And what made me do the things after that, I really wish I knew. But there he was. He was still by my side, thinking that everything was OK. But one day can change the future. Everything blew up right in my face. I never intended it to. But I guess it just did.
I should probably introduce myself. My name is Carrie Cena. At least, I think it's still Cena. I kind of hope it is. You see, I've been married to John Cena for about 4 years. We've both been in the WWE for 5 years. He debuted in June; I came in February. We started dating in August of 2002 and married in December 2002. I know we didn't know each other long enough. But we really connected. And we stayed together for 4 years, learning about each other along the way. We were supposed to have a kid. I was 6 months on New Years. That RAW was the RAW that John faced Kevin Federline. Someone spilt a drink on the mat. I was walking to the other side of the ring and took a nasty fall. I fell right on my stomach. To make a long story short, the baby died that night. And so did my heart.
Thing's didn't really get better after that. John was always secretly talking on his cell phone. It took 5 hours and many failed tries, but I decided to go through his phone. In February of this year, I found out that John had been cheating on me. With Maria for that fact. He had been off and on for her since about May last year. I caught them and they ended it in September. But when I was 'suspended' in November, they started up again. The moment he came home that night I busted his ass. The next day on RAW, I took a proposition from Randy. I help him get to the Money in the Bank Ladder Match; He'll help me get to Wrestlemania for the Women's Title. Needless to say things started to heat up between us. We took a vacation in March to Phoenix. Someone saw us and threatened to put the pictures on the internet. Even though we bargained with him, he still did. I was busted my John while Randy was busted by his fiancée Sam.
Thing's didn't patch up till Wrestlemania. See the thing is, on Wrestlemania you only get your script. No one else's matches are in them. Just yours and yours only. So I won The Women's Championship from Melina that night and Randy made it to Money in the Bank (despite losing to Mr. Kennedy.) I accompanied John ringside to his match against Shawn. We still weren't on very good terms. But that night somehow brought us together. Maybe it was because I was worried throughout the whole damn match when John wouldn't move. Let me tell you. Being ringside that whole match, not knowing if your man will win or not, being beat to an extent, made me cry. The moment he got the 3 count on Shawn, I slid right into the ring to be by my man's side. I saw the look in his eyes. It was the same as mine. Thing's were finally OK between us. We both held our titles high for everyone to see. We became the power couple in the WWE.
From that moment to the draft were the best months of my life. We were like a new high school couple. We made out whenever we could. We had sex every night we were together. We did a photo shoot with People and had an interview about our marriage. I was on the top of the world. Everything was finally right in the world. Enter Ken Kennedy.
I had known Ken since he debuted. We became good friends and had stayed that way. Well he got injured and I ran out to help him that night. I felt bed for the guy what can I say? John wasn't too happy, but he got over it. But it wasn't Ken that started it all. It was because I was "flirting" with the stars as John has stated many times. But I was always flirty like that. I was hugging the stars. When I got Bobby Lashley for RAW I kissed him on the cheek when he walked back through the curtain. But Ken was the main play in this event.
He was the last draft for RAW that night. I was so excited I started to jump up and down. John was watching me from afar. He wasn't too happy with me. Kennedy did his thing out in the arena. When he came back I ran and jumped while he caught me. Then I did it. I don't know why I did, I just did. I kissed Ken Kennedy.
That's right. I kissed him. Right in front of every single WWE superstar and Diva. The back got all quiet as I did. When I jumped down I knew what I just did. The last thing I saw was John storming off down the hall. I remember thinking 'what the hell did I just do?' I knew that I had screwed everything up. And John just wouldn't budge.
That night led to a big blowout at some big bar. That led me to go to an exclusive hotel in St. Johns with Trish, Ashley and Amy. Needless to say, the whole thing was all over. Sometime during the trip Ken came down to give me a report on John. He wasn't fairing too well. At that point I didn't really care. Ken stayed for the rest of the weekend. The other's girls boyfriends came down too. Dave for Ashley, Trish's husband for her, and Adam for Amy. We went out and had a blast. And things always led to another thing with me and Kennedy. When I came back one RAW, I was convinced I needed a divorce.
But John wasn't budging for one. I drew up the papers and everything. He was just too stubborn to sign them. He kept saying that he could make this work. But the point was that I didn't love him anymore. So I snuck around with Ken behind his back. But little did I know that Ken had a girlfriend. He was also engaged. John caught us and Ken pinned the whole thing on me.
So here I sit across my husband in our living room. The divorce papers laid in the middle of us on our coffee table. This time I was the one not signing the papers. I was the one saying that I could make this work. I'm hoping things can work out between us. But how did all the events lead up to this? I'm here to tell my story. Follow me if you would like. Judge me if you would like. But it's not entirely my fault. But the main statement here? I think I love my husband.