Epistula Amoris
Chapter 1
Epistula Amoris: Letter of love
She shrieked as her body collided with someone else's and hot coffee splashed onto there shirts. She stared at the mess as it continued to spread.
"It's not going to just magically disappear if you stare at it long enough, you know." She snapped her head up and none other than John Cena was stood before her holding the shirt away from his skin as it threatened to scold him. If looks could kill, she would be dead right now. "Look, women—"
"Mickie." She spat towards the man, she was told when she got to the arena he was in a bigger mood than usual.
"Women," he smirked at her knowingly and she clenched her fists so tight that my nails were digging into my skin. "Your paying for this to be cleaned! I spent good money on this tee, it's your fault so you get it cleaned"
She didn't know what to say, she looked away and when her head slowly turned back towards him he had his merchandise shirt on shoving his dirty one towards her. She snatched it from him aggressively, as she focused back on the man, she saw his expression go from angry to enraged. She took a step back and felt her mouth open and close. His eyes narrowed in on her, and he took a step forward.
"Listen you insignificant women, I've had a shit morning and your not making my afternoon any better by burning me and giving me unwanted attitude and back chat, take the fucking tee get it cleaned and give it back to me, got it?"
His eyes burned as he took another two steps towards her, causing her to take one step back before she hit the wall. He got closer and whispered in her ear, "Now be a good girl and get out my face before I really get angry" she felt her knees shake at his reverberating voice.
With that said, she gave his chest a shove pushed past him and walked down the corridor where the onlookers sore her eyes glisten as tears threatened to fall, John sucked his teeth and span his body around "Women!" he yelled.
Mickie felt a burst of confidence as Cm Punk appeared from the shadows that Kane formed leaning on the wall she didn't turn around and she didn't say anything. All she did was lift her right hand next to her and curl all my fingers in, except the middle one, effectively flipping him off.
Punk caught her arm "What was that about?" Punk stepped closer to his long time friend.
"It was nothing honestly" Mickie nodded "Just John being his usual dick self"
"Some things up with him he's being more temperamental today than usual, Let me talk to him, he probably didn't mean what he said, just don't get yourself down about whatever he said"
"I won't" The women that never believed she fulfilled the sexy criteria of the smart sexy powerful motto of the diva's walked away head lowered slightly. He scared her, he made her hands shake, she was determined to stay out of his way, she never wanted to experience that again.
It was his eyes. Full of hatred, like he didn't know what it felt like to love or to be loved.
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