I was getting tired of writing stories like a play (Don't worry I'll still update Pure Awesomeness!) so I've decided to come up with a story.
Summary: I've been in falling for my best friend John Cena for years now, but I've pushed the feelings aside so I could be with John Morrison. With Cena confessing his love to me, my bother leaving WWE and other things going on in my life I dont think I can handle all the drama.
Disclaimer: I do not, and i repeat DO NOT own any of the WWE superstars, besides they own themselves. I just own the story.
"Thanks Papa Punk, meet me back at your locker room so we could leave later, and good luck in your match." I smiled, I was talking to one of my best friend in the company, I've won my match tonight so I was excited about that, but I was also excited about what was waiting for me in my locker room, the best boyfriend in the whole world, John Morrison.
"Luck is for losers Kris, remember that." Phil said turning on his heel and walking towards the Gorilla for his match against Cena. I too turned to walk down the hall towards my locker room, wanting nothing more than to just go in and spend time with John. But as soon as I opened the door my thoughts were changed, my happy moment was over, and the sight in front of me was enough to make me burst in tears. Enough to just walk back out and pray that it wasn't real, enough to break my heart into a trillion tiny pieces.
"J-John." I crocked out, my voice came off shaky, dry and quiet but it was loud to make the scene in front of me pause. John broke away from Melina and went completely white, but regained his color and pushed Melina off of him in an instant. His eyes were still wide and round, the size of saucers.
"Uh, Kris…it's not what it looks like." Oh really? He would use that stupid excuse when I know exactly what I saw and know exactly what it looked like? Does he think I'm that stupid?
"Really?" I asked my voice cracked "because what it looks like to me is you sucking face with that ugly ass whore over there." I yelled pointed at Melina, who had a smiled planted on her face.
"No, I…she…"
"NO! THIS ISN'T ABOUT HER YOU ASSHOLE, This is about us! What the fuck happened John? Huh I wasn't good enough for you so you found the quickest fuck you could get?" I walked backwards towards the door, I can't take it anymore I can't look at his face, and he hurt me in the worst way possible. "I really loved you John, I did but I guess you don't respect or love me so it's over." I ran out down the hallway towards Punk's locker room. The tears was falling out of my eyes nonstop, blinding my vision making it hard to see where exactly I was going until I bumped into some one.
"Oh my god Kristian what happened to you?" A very concerned voice asked, but I know who that voice belonged to, it belonged to someone who actually respected and loved me.
"Mike!" I launched myself at him and clanged to his shirt, resting my head on his shoulder and continued to cry.
"It's gonna be ok Kris, tell me what happened and I'll help you out." He said reassuringly rubbing my back as I cried.
"John, he…he" I started to cry again before I even got the whole sentence out
"He cheated on you didn't he?" Mike asked, I nodded my head but kept it on his shoulder. He continued to rub caring circles on my back "Come on let's get you to Punk's room." He lifted me up and headed towards Punks locker room.
My thoughts were interrupted by a loud and harsh knock at the doors. 5 months, it's been 5 months and I'm still mourning about that night. The night I lost something important to me, well something that was important to me. How could I've been so stupid? I knew I should've listened to what Punk and Randy said about John, but no I was blinded by love and all of its glory to listen. I pity myself for that one.
'Good job Kristian, give yourself a round of applause and pat yourself on the back for being so dumb and hardheaded.' I rolled my eyes as I walked towards the door and slowly opened the door, and saw John standing with pleading eyes in front of it. My eyes widened and my hand dropped from the door knob. What the hell is this? Why the fuck is John fucking Morrison knocking at my door at, 12:06 in the morning?
"Baby, I'm sorry that I cheated on you with Melina I didn't mean to, it was a mistake, please take me back!" John launched himself at me, hugged me tightly and kissed me deeply, for a moment I thought I was in heaven; his lips were soft and warm, fitted perfectly against mine. His tongue slipped out and asked for entrance, I happily let it in. I eased my tongue into his mouth, exploring every spot I could find until I started to taste alcohol. I pushed away him off of me and backed away tears begging to escape my eye. He looked at me confusedly.
"No, no, no, no, no!" I screamed "You're drunk! All of that stuff you just said to me was a lie and you won't even remember it in the morning!" I couldn't help it, the tears came out of my eyes like water falls. Morrison took a step back and stared at me with an innocent looking face, well at least he tried to make it look innocent. I walked backwards until my legs bumped the edge of the bed, went to sit on my bed, head in hand.
"Baby, look just let me hold you." He moved over to me and stood me up, putting his arms around my waist. I squirmed away from him and sat back down. My eyes down casted not wanting to look him in the eyes.
"John, if you really love me, than you wouldn't be drunk right now." I stated wiping away my tears. John stared at me and then laughed softly.
"I knew it was a bad idea to come here." He started to walk towards the door. I got off my bed and grabbed his arm; I couldn't help seeing him go out there in this state, what if he went to mess with some people he's not suppose and get in trouble? I couldn't risk it.
"No you're staying with me tonight; you're not going out there like this." I pulled him towards my couch that was in front of the TV. "Sleep on the couch."
He looked over at the couch and then made his way towards my bed and flopped himself on to it. I sighed and walked towards the bed. He had a devilish smile planted on his face, but what I didn't notice that he was patting the spot besides him.
"Come lay with me," He snuggled against my pillow, "You know you want to."
I looked over him and turned my direction to the chair that was next to him. I walked to it and sat on it with a huge smile. "Yeah I would lie next to you if we were together, and if you didn't cheat on me with Melina."
He stared at me blankly for a moment then turned his body around, facing the opposite direction. A few minutes went by and there was no word from Morrison.
"John?" I walked near him slowly my heart beating faster when I got closer
"Hm?" he answered.
"Never mind, I was just making sure you weren't dead." I answered.
Hell, I'm surprised he's not dead yet, I thought Punk or Randy would've gotten to him already. He nodded his head and drifted back to sleep. I stayed up for a while looking at him and thinking about the relationship we once had. We were so happy, everyone could see that. It even made Randy and Phil sick. I know because they told me. I pondered over this a while longer before I took the spot next to him on the bed, out backs facing each other and drifted to sleep.
The next morning I woke up to a hard shake.
"Kristian, wake the hell up would ya?" A very familiar voice said in full panic mode.
I opened my eyes slowly and saw Morrison really close to my face. I jumped and moved back into the bed, he gave me a really confused face. "How and why am I in your hotel room?"
I pushed the covers off of my body, but realized it was really cold in the room and put the cover back over my body. How am I gonna explain this to John with out him freaking out. Maybe I should just tell him the truth. I took a deep breath, and begun to think of how to put it together.
"You came to my hotel room yesterday drunk. You said that you were sorry you cheated on me with Melina, it was a mistake and you love me and all that other crappy shit." I looked him in the eyes to see if he was getting it, and he nodded for me to continue. "Then you kissed me and I kinda kissed back, but that was until I realized you were drunk so I pushed you off and said you weren't going to remember this, which you didn't by the way, I broke down and cried and you hugged me and I pushed you away once again, you made your way towards the door and I couldn't risk you going out there and fucking up somebodies night so I let you stay here with me. I told you to sleep on the couch but instead you slept on my bed, and asked me to sleep next to you, I said some things and sat on that chair over there, you fell asleep, and I fell asleep shortly after."
I released the breath I didn't realize I held and looked at him again, this time he was looking at the floor and nodded. It was silent like last night. He put a hand through his hair and sighed heavily.
"Look I'm sorry I didn't mean to do that." He looked up and locked eyes with me. "But can I ask you what did you say to me when I asked you to lie next to me?"
My eyes widen and started to dart across the room. "I…uh…I said I would if you didn't cheat on me with Melina, and if you weren't drunk, and actually meant every word you said."
My heart started to pound hard against my chest for no reason, well maybe there was a reason and I didn't know it. He looked at me for a while and then sat on the bed next to me. My heart started to pound ever harder once he took his hand and intertwined it with mine.
"Well then, that must have been a bad night huh?" He smiled slightly.
I nodded and looked down at the floor. I can't look at him, it makes me feel angry, but it also makes me feel warm and fuzzy. He took my chin in his hand and put his lips to mine. At first I stayed still trying to figure out if I should kiss back or push him away. But my heart came into play and before my brain and I knew it, I was kissing him back. We kissed passionately for a moment before he laid me on the bed, him on top of me. His lips trailed down from mine down to my neck and sucked it slightly. I tried to stop the moan from escaping my mouth, but it was too late. He looked up and smiled before going back to work heading closer and closer to my hip area.
"John…s-stop…I'm not ready…" I chocked out. He immediately stopped and pulled himself off of me. He looked down and blushed, a cute shade of red.
"Sorry, I got carried away." He ran a shaky hand through his hair "God, I miss doing that…I mean we aren't even together, damn I'm stupid!" He slapped his forehead with the palm of his hand. I stared at him and took his hand from his head. "It's just that, I still love you Kris, I didn't mean to hurt you like that; I don't know what was wrong with me. What I did was stupid and wrong in every way. I miss you so much Kristian, please take me back."
I my heart pounding in my chest, I don't know what to say. For all I know he can be telling a lie, and besides once a cheater always a cheater right? But he said it without hesitation. So what he could've been up all night rehearsing that line over and over again. But I mean look at him! He's begging me to come back to him, he even said please.
"Fine, I'll take you back but you have to promise me you won't hurt me again."
A little promise won't hurt; it would keep him from cheating and breaking my heart again right?
"I promise," He pulled away and started to laugh softly. "I think you might wanna cover that, before Randy and Phil kill me." I followed to where his finger was pointing and found a hicky on my neck. I blushed and walked over to the bathroom door. He got up and walked towards the door.
"I'm gonna go take a shower and put on some fresh clothes, then we could hop on our flight and head to Raw." He planted a quick kiss on my lips and walked outside the door. I walked in the bathroom thinking how am I gonna tell Randy and Phil that we're back together, hell it's gonna be hard telling anybody we're back together. So I'll just keep it a secret, a dirty little secret.