John Cena cursed as he released inside the girl. He had no idea what her name was, no idea where she was from, how old she was, or what she did for a living. He didn't really care, fucking random women was just a pass time, and he didn't really give a damn who they were.
He climbed out of the bed situating himself back inside of his boxers. He'd never fucked a random girl naked before that was for someone he actually cared about.
"John, baby, come back to bed." The girl said leaning up on her elbows.
"Nah, I'm good. You need your sleep; you'll be leaving in the morning." He told her opening the door.
"What?" She asked astounded.
He closed the door behind him leaving the girl to be as pissed as she wanted. He plopped down on the couch in the main room and began flipping through the channels. Every night it was the same routine: 1. sleep with random girl, 2. leave random girl, 3. look through TV channels, 4. pop in movie.
It was always the same ones, over and over again. Every movie he ever watched had her in it. They always had Tonya in them.
Leaning back on the couch he watched her walk down to the ring on the arm of Randy Orton. Survivor Series. The night her betrayal of Randy went down. The night she had begun her on-screen relationship with him.
That night still haunted him. That was the first time he had ever kissed her. Never had he been shy around girls, but when it had come to Tony, his palms got sweaty, his knees weak, and he couldn't speak. He had fallen head over heals in love with her.
When Vince planned her betrayal, he had nearly beaten himself, for not getting the hint of what they were going to do. He couldn't protect her, not against them all, and he had tried. A week in the hospital, two at home, and some threats on his family was what he had gotten for his trouble.
They kept tabs on him at all times; they didn't want him anywhere near her. It wasn't like he knew where to find her anyway, they made sure of that. Not to mention they were throwing the divas at him too.
He closed his eyes and thought about Tony. Thought about her smile, her laugh, her kisses, and he fell asleep, lapsing into dreams of her.
Vince called his superstars to order in the meeting room. It was Saturday, two days before TNA's invasion, and the WWE stars were still completely unaware.
The announcement did not go over well, and the statement that they were to go no where near the TNA superstars, went over even better. The WWE superstars were livid, mostly because they also knew now that they quite possibly could have no job.
The next few weeks were going to be hell, for TNA and WWE.
"Surround Tony, she's our secret weapon. Vince has no idea what or who we have. He's gotten stupid, naive, that anyone can beat him. We can. Keep your heads down and your hoods up, don't let anyone see her." Jeff told them.
Many had on security jackets, others WWE sweatshirts. All prepared for later tonight. They were all anxious, none quite sure what to expect. The ten men surrounded Tony, with Rhyno throwing a protective arm around her shoulders.
"You gonna be ok little bit?" He asked as they began moving.
"I'm good big man." She replied she glanced up at him from under her hood, and smiled. "Really!"
"Aight little girl. Let's show big boss man how to put on a show." He said removing his arm from her shoulders.
WWE superstars lined the hallway to watch Jeff Jarrett and his new stars from TNA enter the building. They could barely get glimpses of their faces.
One big one and one small had bandanas covering their faces. LAX, Homicide and Hernandez, Shelly and Hector were with the others. Three had on sunglasses, Joe, Alex, and Aj. Chris was wearing his old black mask, from when he had been Abyss, his curls in his face. Kaz and Sabin had their hair dropped in their face, and Jay just kept his head bowed.
"Straight through the curtains Jeff." A stage hand said.
"Everyone wait here. Rhyno you and Alex take her in there." He said pointing toward the locker room. "The rest of you will know your cue." Jeff said walking through the curtain.
The TV was already on when they stepped through the door. Vince had been going on about how no one could stop the evolution of WWE.
"Hold on, Vince, hold on! You've been neglecting a few people and a few things. You can be stood up against, and that's why I'm here. Vince, it's high time someone put you in your place."
Adrenaline Rush blared through the speakers as the eight men joined Jeff at the top of the ramp.
"Vince as of tonight you are here by invaded. Invaded by Total Nonstop Action."
The show was over; they were heading out, same formation as before. Tony glanced around at all of her old friends. Then she stopped abruptly starring at the team of Mark Lazarus, Kevin Brown, and Hunter himself. The three main ones who had been in charge of her beat down.
"Keep going babygirl." Chris whispered in her ear.
But she couldn't move, her gaze was stuck. John Cena was walking towards them. He looked as great as ever. Dimpled cheeks, perfect smile, piercing eyes, 243 pounds of beautiful man. John Cena wasn't a rude man, when Jeff Jarrett's motley crew of superstars and John ran into each other, John became a first.
"It's good to see you again Jeff." He said extending his hand.
Jeff shook John's hand. "You too John. We'll be seeing you, and…" Jeff looked back at her, while she held her breath. "I think we'll clear a few things up for you."
"Looking forward to it." John said still smiling.
The TNA stars parted to allow John through, but she couldn't move. He brushed against her arm as he came by; causing the same sizzle that had once been there to come through again. Feelings for him that she had covered up came back in a flood.
As the superstars walked away, John glanced back over his shoulder. The one in the center, when they brushed against each other, there had been something. A tingle, a scorch, something he hadn't felt since Tony. He noticed the same one glace back at him, but there was no hint at the face.