Date Written: August 14, 2006
Date Posted: September 10, 2006

Chapter 3
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"Why do you come home so late?" John asked looking at the digital clock; it was 3 A.M. in the morning.

"Why do you care?" Jhen asked taking her sandal wedges off. "I always come home this late…if I even come home for that matter."

John sighed and rested his head back down on the pillow.

"Get off," she ordered getting on the bed.

"What?" he asked staying still.

"Get off the bed. You got us in this whole 'boyfriend and girlfriend' situation so now you have to pay the price. You're sleeping on the floor," she answered tucking herself into the covers.

"No, too bad. You can't kick me off the bed, I got here first," he protested.

"Fine! Sheesh, I'll sleep on the couch then," Jhen said trying to get up but John grabbed her waist.

"No, just sleep here. It's a big bed. We can both fit here without having to be on top of each other," he mumbled in a sleepy tone. He obviously hasn't slept much in the past two days. It came to a habit of him waiting till Jhen came home.

Jhen looked down at the man, as he instantly came crashing back down on his pillow. She sighed before resting her hand on his forehead.

"Mmm," he moaned, feeling her hand on him. "Just go sleep."

"Night," she whispered before turning her back to him and drifted off into sleep.

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"Tinnie, we've watched three movies already, can't we just go to sleep?" Randy asked with both eyes closed.

"In the same bed?" she asked excitedly.

"I guess," he mumbled.

"Okay come on, come on, Pearly lets go," she said standing up. He stayed planted on the carpet floor with his eyes closed and mouth partially open. "Grrr. Don't tell me I have to drag you there."

Too late. The worn out wrestler was already fast asleep on the floor. He was too heavy to carry so all Isabelle could really do was stand there and watch him sleep.

"Oooh, his cell phone," she smiled seeing it slightly peaking over his pockets. She stared at it for a couple seconds before bending down to grab it.

His phone was one of those high tech ones with all the buttons that Isabelle had no idea what was for. She didn't even know she made a phone call to one of his friends until someone picked up.

"Hello? Baby why are you calling me in the middle of the night?" the woman whispered.

Isabelle's eyes widened as she angrily answered, "Who the hell are you?"

"His girlfriend, Sarah, who are you?"

"None of your business," Isabelle muttered before hanging up. A girlfriend? He has a girlfriend? Liar! He said he was single!

She sighed feeling anger and jealousy flush throughout her body. Looking over at Randy, he was still fast asleep on the floor, as he began to softly snore.

"Whatever," she rolled her eyes and headed for one lonely sleep.

Though it was tough! He has a girlfriend! It's more than hard to see the guy your obsessed with be with someone else. That just hurts.

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But you know what hurts even more? Having the girl you have a crush on, sleep on the same bed with you, with barely any clothes on, and yet you still can't put a move on her without getting slapped in the face.

John sighed as he looked over to watch Jhen sleep. This was the first time since she got here that he actually felt the sweet and angelic side of her. Though, that was mainly because she was asleep. If she had been awake, it would've been a completely different story. He'd probably continuously get hit with the pillow and get some harsh bickering over what happened the night before. But what can he say? He likes the situation they're in right now. To be dead honest, it was a forced plan that's been lingering over his mind. He now officially has the perfect excuse to be able to hold her and touch her like he always wanted.

He stared at her for the longest time before getting up take his shower. By the time he was done, Jhen was already up and drinking her coffee in the kitchenette built inside their hotel room.

"Morning," she greeted sweetly with a smile.

He was a little taken back by how nice she was acting. "Are you drunk?"

"What? I can't be nice to you without getting questioned?" she asked softly.

"No, I guess I just got use to you always bitching at me," he replied. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be," she whispered staring straight ahead.

"You sure like coffee don't you?" he asked seeing the coffee maker glass almost finished.

"Yeah, you want some of mine? I already drank the whole thing, so here just have my last cup while I go take me shower," she offered pushing the mug to him.

He smiled as he watched her bend down to her duffle bag and grab her towel.

Damn she's hot. He thought, leaning back to get a better view of her. I have no fucking clue how I'm gonna survive the remaining days of her trip. I might end up raping the girl if she keeps being such a hard challenge.

John snapped out of his thoughts once he heard the bathroom door shut. He looked down on the coffee mug slowly turning it to see if he could find out which part had touched her lips.

He sighed when finding no luck since the tips of the mug was clean as ever. "What am I doing?" he asked himself. "I can't believe I'm letting myself go to a delusional state for some girl. Some girl who seems to have no problems with being a complete bitch to me."

He shook his head and continued to drink from his coffee. This whole situation's getting too confusing. He needs to get his feelings straight before she slips away from his fingers again.

"Hey asshole," Jhen greeted, walking back into the kitchenette twenty minutes later. She was dressed in white cargo short shorts, with a black wife beater.

"Hey Smiley," he said in a smooth deep voice.

Jhen bit her lower lip and closed her eyes to lessen the temptation. She hated to admit it, but that voice of his drove her crazy. In her ears, it sounded like a seduction with how smooth and low it sounded.

"Smiley you ready to go out and meet up with Izzie and Randy?" he asked standing behind her. When she didn't answer, he leaned closer and whispered in her ear. "Are you ready?"

She tensed up feeling shivers travel down her spine. Goosebumps began to pop up on her skin as she slowly nodded her head to follow him out the door.

"Are you good at acting?" he asked after pressing the down button on the elevator.

"Why?" she asked crossing her arms.

"Remember, we have to keep everyone thinking we're dating," he answered.

"Oh, pfft that's easy. I'm the master of making guys believe I actually like them. Trust me, I know how play along," she smirked walking out of the elevator, after hearing the infamous 'Ding' sound. "We'll just have to see if you can keep up."

"I can, trust me I'm gonna be a huge surprise to you," he chuckled resting one hand below her waist. He let it fall lower just by the bottom of her rear. Only time will tell before all this pretending turns to something real.

"Oh look at the lovely new couple!" Isabelle squealed after seeing the two walk into the catering.

John smiled in surprise of having Jhen slip her hand in his.

"Hey Izzie," they both greeted in unison.

"Where's Randy?" Jhen asked.

"Still asleep. We didn't get to bed till like four," she answered with a shrug.

"Whoa, what'd you guys do last night?" John asked worried. He very well knew his cousin was a virgin and he'd be damned if all that was lost to Randy Orton, the player.

"Watch dvds and that's it…" she said in boredom. "Oh and I accidentally called his girlfriend when I was messing with his phone."

"He has a girlfriend?" Jhen asked wide-eyed.

"Apparently," Isabelle shrugged with deadened eyes.

"Izzie I'm sorry…" John apologized in sympathy.

"You shouldn't be, it's not your fault," she said with her head down.

Jhen got up to get on a seat next to her best friend. "Aw it's gonna be okay sweetie. He doesn't deserve you anyways! He's a player!"

Izzie buried her face in her friend's neck and sighed. "I don't know… I've had the biggest crush on him since forever!" she muffled.

Jhen ran her hand down Isabelle's long brown hair. "It's just a crush, don't beat yourself up about it. I know it's gonna hurt not having him like you wanted but you gotta just stop mopping around. Crying isn't gonna do anything, and if sadness is all your gonna pull from this situation then it's doing absolutely nothing but hurting you. Just cheer up, forget about your crush, eat a cookie, and it'll be all good."

Isabelle raised her head up and smiled.

"If that's not enough for you I'll have my baby give him the F-U," Jhen laughed.

Isabelle shook her head and blushed. "Thanks Jhen."

"Your welcome," she smiled getting back next to John.

"Wow I never seen this sweet side of you," John whispered.

She rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out him.

"Hold on I have get more food from the breakfast buffet," Isabelle excused herself from the table leaving the so-called 'couple' all alone.

The instant reaction Jhen took was to flick John off and smile.

"Whoa giving me the middle finger's not very nice," he chuckled, in some level hurt.

"Yeah well I'm not exactly known for being nice," she smirked taking a sip of her best friend's smoothie.

"The next time you flick me off you're gonna regret it," John threatened.

"Okay well since you say so," she laughed giving him the finger for the second time.

He quickly wrapped his lips around it, giving it a soft bite.

"Ew!" she exclaimed in disgust. "Get your mouth away from my finger!"

He smiled and bit his teeth down harder.

"Are you biting her middle finger?" Isabelle asked in laughter, settling her plate down gently.

"Yes," Jhen answered innocently with a frown. "It hurts."

"Aw I'm sorry baby," John apologized. He could tell she was just playing along in this whole situation and to his surprise she was doing pretty good.

"Okay well I was thinking that maybe we should go swimming at the private pool," Jhen suggested once the past conversation died off.

Great, an excuse to see you in a bikini, that'd be perfect. John thought mischievously. He grinned at the two girls and nodded his head in great approval. "Let's go."

"Now?" Isabelle asked, mouth half full with pancakes.

"Yes," Jhen answered grabbing John's hands. "Come on babe lets go up to our room and put on some bathing suits."

"Leaving me! Stupid bitches!" Isabelle glared at the two.

"Sorry, honey. We'll see you down at the pool area in half an hour. Love you," Jhen concluded. She and John slowly walked to the elevator, still hand in hand.

To his surprise she didn't let go even when they were in the elevator, alone. He chuckled at the thought of her liking him but frowned when she finally let go and moved away.

"You sure know how to kill the mood," John whined crossing his arms.

She shot him a fake smile.

The elevator doors finally opened up when the two walked out at the same time, clashing with one another.

"Ow!" she whined.

"Sorry," John apologized backing up. He let her walk out first and followed straight after.

"You have a swimwear with you right?" she asked walking into the bathroom after grabbing hers from the duffle bag.

"Yeah," he answered following her.

"Get out I need to put my bathing suit on!" Jhen ordered smacking him with her clothes.

He blinked but stayed completely still, looking down at her.

"Get out, get out, get out," she repeated.

John sighed staying absolutely quiet. He wasn't planning on leaving, as all they did was stare into each other's eyes.

She couldn't help but feel herself get weak being so close to him. She liked him…a lot… that was for sure. She just didn't wanna admit it to anyone, especially him.

John's hand rose as it lightly touched the contour of Jhen's face. "I'm sorry."

"For what?" she asked softly. Her mood seemed so calm and relaxed, the side John loved to see the most.

"If I hurt you after what happened," he whispered, and she rolled her eyes backing completely away from him.

"I don't care about that John. It's been a year! I got over that- hell I got over you!" she explained. "Look I admit I use to think I was in love with you but I was wrong. I was too young to understand anything. I was too naïve thinking a guy like you could actually love a girl like me. I mean you're John Cena! Your handsome, every girl would dream to marry you, your rich, and your job is to drop kick people right and left on television. And then there's me. A child with no parent, who lives in a small one bedroom apartment, and has nothing to show of but her bachelor's degree on designing. It's just not a right fit and it was mistake to force it."

"That's not true, Jhen," he protested cupping her cheeks. "I don't care what you have, or what I have. When I'm with someone all I really care about is our love for each other."

Jhen sighed and tried to look down but he pulled her head up again.

"Okay but it doesn't really matter! That was a year ago, I'm happy with what I have now, and I'm not adding or taking anything out. I'm over that whole situation so you should just drop it," she said walking over to the sink counter. "If you mind, please just let me get ready and leave."

John shoved his hand in his pockets and walked out with his head down.

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"Is Randy still sleeping?" Jhen asked joining her best friend in the pool.

"No, when I got in our room he wasn't there," she answered with a shrug.

Jhen pouted her lips and patted her friend's back. "Eh, who cares about him- ASSHOLE!"

The two girls backed up against the side of the pool after getting a big splash from John.

"Sorry I've just always wanted to do that," he apologized with a smirk.

Jhen rolled her eyes and pushed her way through the water to wrap her arm around his neck.

Isabelle tensed up seeing her best friend be in the arms of a man. She was jealous. She's been waiting all her life to finally be able to have that 'protector' but she always tended to fall for the wrong guy.

John smiled wrapping his arm around her waist taking full advantage of the situation. Her hand was lightly rested on the crook of his neck, just by his collarbone, while the other was pushing against his well-fit abs.

"You look extremely hot in your little black bikini," he smiled pressing his body tightly against hers.

She stood on her tippy-toes to be taller, as she lightly brushed her lip across the top of his pectorals.

"This is getting too high rated for me," Isabelle stated after seeing her cousin slip a finger on the strings of Jhen's bikini top.

"Sorry, we're just really into each other," she laughed in a whiny voice. Leaning the side of her face on his chest, she smiled at her best friend. "Let's have a race later."

"I'll smoke the both of you," she bragged with a smirk on her face. "I was one of the best swimmers on the swim team."

"Was, Izzie, was," John laughed swinging lightly from left to right with his 'girlfriend' still in his arms.

"So, I'm still good, you just watch me," she said with a glare.

John let out a soft laugh before turning his attention back on Jhen.

"You okay?" he asked seeing her quiet and sad.

She sighed before hesitantly nodding her head.

"No baby what's wrong?" he asked again. She looked up at his sweet icy blue eyes, feeling some comfort. He didn't seem to be 'acting' this whole thing out. He actually cared, and it surprised her to see that.

"I just miss people back home," she mumbled turning her eyes on anything but John.

"Tyler?" Isabelle asked sitting on the pool steps.

All Jhen could do was nod. She missed him. Tyler. The only boy to ever give her a second of time and care. They've known each other since the first grade, and he's had the biggest crush on her since. It was only last year that luck finally took on with him as the two started…somewhat dating. They're not exactly a couple since they claim their relationship as 'a friends with benefits' type of thing but it was obviously more. Tyler's head over heels in love with her, while she was in the process of falling for him.

Though all that seems to be in need of a change. The man Jhen's fallen for last year is back and present in her life again. She can't help but feel history repeat itself. This whole 'pretend to be boyfriend and girlfriend fling' is truly getting to her. It's making both of them face the truth…they're meant for each other! Though, as love moves in mysterious ways, they were too blind to see or simply admit it.

"Who's Tyler?" John couldn't help but ask, with a hint of jealous present in his voice.

"Uhh- a friend," Isabelle answered, nervous. She didn't wanna provide him any information that Jhen wasn't willing to fess up.

"A close friend," Jhen finished running one hand down her hair.

John leaned down and whispered in her ear, "a boyfriend?"

"No, just a friend," she assured.

He looked down at her and smiled. "Good coz you were making me jealous for a second there."

She furrowed her eyebrows. Is he really jealous? Or was he just saying that to play along with this stupid act?

Isabelle sighed loudly, resting her cheek on her knuckles from frustration. Truth be told, Randy was all she's been thinking about. The thought of him having a girlfriend was annoying the hell outta her.

"John I'm hungry," Jhen whined with pouting lips.

He's eyes lit up, thinking the innocence role she was playing was so cute. "Alright lets go to the shack and get some food."

The two got up from the pool not bothering to dry themselves off. They tried to get Isabelle to come along but she never made the effort to move.

"Wow," John whispered as the two waited for their food.

"Mmm?" Jhen muffled.

"You're actually leaning on me and Izzie's not even around," he smiled.

"Eh, I think I'm beginning to gain the habit of doing that," she mumbled keeping still on her position.

They were both standing up with John's hand rested comfortably on her waist, while the side of Jhen's face was rested on his bare chest.

"I'm tired," she whispered as John began to lightly rub her back.

"Then rest," he suggested pulling her into a tighter hug. By this time, both his arms were wrapped around her.

"You smell good," she softly laughed pulling her head up to look at him.

He smiled leaning down to kiss the tip of her nose.

"No I mean really, really good. Better than most hot guys I know," she continued on with an innocent smile.

"Oh so you think I'm hot?" he asked, making his smile bigger.

"Extremely," she answered seductively, squinting her eyes.

If he hadn't known better, he woulda realized she was teasing him. And oh boy was it working. "Can I kiss you?" he asked completely out of nowhere. The two froze after hearing that. They both weren't willing to admit they actually like each other. "Oh-I mean, I-I'm sorry. That just came out of my mouth I didn't mean it. I'm sorry."

Jhen smiled, letting go of their embrace. "Don't worry about it. What were doing is pure business."

John forced a smile, hurt that she didn't take this as something more.

"Aw you guys are such a lovely couple," the waitress commented before setting their food down at the bar.

"Thanks," John smiled. "We get that a lot."

"Well I'm not surprised. You two would make cute babies together," she stated.

"Yeah I guess we'll have to give it a try and see," he laughed.

"Ah! He can get horny sometimes," Jhen smiled.

"It's cute though," the waitress said before smiling and walking away.

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Isabelle was lamely dragging her hand across the water when a very angered Randy Orton approached her.

She looked up at him, ready to say hi but he started bickering at her before she had the chance.

"What'd you say to Sarah? She's pissed off at me now! Isabelle how could you! She thinks I'm cheating on her!" He yelled.

Isabelle gulped loudly as she leaned back. She was scared of this Randy. He looked like he was ready to kill her right then and there.

"I hate you," he stated before walking away.

Isabelle felt instant tears rushing up to her eyes threatening to fall and slide down her cheeks. I hate you I hate you. Couldn't help but stop repeating over and over in her head…

She was torn. How can she be so crazy over someone that hates her? She was now either gonna fight hard as hell to achieve her goal, of being with him, or take a step forward and get revenge.

But which one?


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