As I was writing this I heard a phone ring. It wasn't my moms, my cell, or my house phone. It was creepy and I flipped the fuck out. Just thought I'd let ya know. :D

Just A Dream – Nelly
"And I was thinkin' about her, thinkin' about me.
Thinkin' about us, what we gonna be?
Open my eyes, yeah; it was only just a dream.
So I travel back, down that road.
Will she come back? No one knows.
I realize, yeah, it was only just a dream."

April 10, 2010
Tampa, Florida
John Cena's House
5:32 PM

It was impossible to sit with John and tell him what happened in the bathroom at Outback. I had to tell him so he could help me with this stupid deal I had made with Randy. I needed his help with this if I wanted to win. I just didn't know if I wanted to win or not. I was so confused that it came out as word vomit, I could stop it but I felt better afterwards.

John knew something had gone wrong when I walked out of the bathroom yesterday. There was no way to be normal when something like that just went down. I had told him on the plane so he wouldn't be able to scream and shout at me. He didn't, he was actually very calm about it which scared me. Once we got to his house, we went to his room to unpack, talking about it the whole time.

John and I had gone to a fancy restaurant for dinner. John had other things planned after dinner. I knew the movie would be later in the night but he had something planned after dinner. John took over ordering, which was fine with me because John knew what I liked. I had no idea how to read Italian but he did, since he was Italian, which made it easier on me.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" John asked as he took a sip of his drink, his nice white button down shirt contrasting perfectly with his tanned skin.

"Of course, John." I smiled, fixing my white, sparkling dress. John had picked it out of his closet. I had kept a lot of my clothes at his house and this dress being one of them. "I always have a blast with you."

"Good." He seemed nervous about something as he finished his meal.

"John, what's wrong?" I asked as I pushed my empty plate away from me.

"Just worried about you." He said simply, pushing his own plate away. "I don't want you to get hurt."

"Only you could hurt me John." I told him, sliding closer to him in the booth.

He sighed and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, drawing me closer to him. I breathed in his scent, automatically feeling calm. "I don't want Randy to think that I've slacked on you."

"What do you mean?" I asked looked up at him.

"He keeps getting close to you; I don't want him to think I'm letting you go." He replied softly.

"I know you're protecting me." I said. I leaned up and kissed him. I felt him smile against my lips. "I love you John. I know you would never put me in a position that would compromise my safety."

"Of course not, I'd rather die first."

"What if Randy wins this bet?"

He sighed. "We do what he says."

After such a short talk, we drove back home so we could change. John changed into one of his Ed Hardy shirts and shorts while I changed into one of his button downs and short shorts. Once we were back on the road, I paid attention to the signs as we got closer to where he was taking us. I smiled as we saw the sign for a private beach.

"I thought you would like this. We'll probably be the only ones here since it's not swimming season yet."

I smiled and watched the sun reflect off the water, causing a beautiful mirror image of the sky. The golden sand crunching beneath my feet as we both threw our shoes a far enough distance away from the shore. My bare feet touched the water; a slight chill ran through me as John stood next to me, looking out at the scene.

It was a fairytale to me. I would have thought that all little girls wanted to be on the beach with the man they loved during sunset. John pulled the hair tie out of my hair letting the blond curls cascade down my back. The soft wind blowing the strands of hair around. John faced me and smiled. I leaned into him, looking out at the setting sun, it's orange and pink glow washing our skin.

"I love you Kayley." John said softly, listening to the crashing waves by our feet.

"I love you John." I said just as quiet.

His arms tightened around my waist, his head resting on top of mine. I felt complete with John by my side. He was so easy to love and he was my everything. I loved him. "Kayley?"

I looked up at him. "Yeah?"

"Will you be my girlfriend again? Please?" He asked.

I smiled, brightly. Was this really what I was waiting for? "Yeah." I laughed loudly as he picked me up and spun me around in the water. His lips pressed to mine and I was lost. I forgot where we were and all I knew was that I wanted to be here. Right here. Where ever 'here' was, with John, forever.

"I love you. So much." John said to me.

"You don't know how much you mean to me John Cena." I leaned against his chest.

We chased each other down the beach, leaning down and splashing water at one another. We were laughing, being carefree and young. Any person would tell you that we were a classic case of young love.

Sadly, it would be tested.

April 11, 2010
Liverpool, England
9:32 PM

He was trying to get me to crack. Randy was every place that I went. If I went to catering, he was there. If I was in the hallway, he was there. I tried not to go to him and as the night wore on, I found that this would be harder than I thought it would be.

I felt safe but I felt empty. I didn't know exactly how to explain something so complicated but I've tried my best. As far as I knew, John was the only one who knew besides Randy and me. I decided to use that to my advantage.

I walked into catering, holding John's hand and laughing at him. I saw Hunter smile and nudge Matt, who looked up and smiled also. I could feel eyes burning into me but I ignored them since I knew who was doing it.

"He's watching." John whispered to me as he picked up a water bottle from the table.

"I am aware." I said back, taking his water.

He leaned down and pecked my lips, taking the water bottle back in the process. "Maybe he'll get the picture."

I giggled against his lips. We both heard a chair screech violently but we ignored it. We knew what had happened and I didn't want to look around to make it seem we kissed on purpose.

It felt wrong, using John like this. I didn't plan on using him, he was helping me but our relationship was very serious. We took each other very seriously. For a moment, it felt like John was using me but I threw that out of my mind. John would never do that to me. He knew how I felt and what I had been through and I knew everything about him.

"You guys finally together?" Matt asked, coming up to the table.

"Yeah." John laughed. "Took us long enough."

Matt laughed along with him. "Well, I wish you guys the best. I can only hope that Randy doesn't get in the way."

"Hopefully he won't." John said, unsure of himself.

I just looked the other way, where Randy was just sitting moments ago. The only thing that remained on the table was a coffee cup and a napkin, symbolizing that there was someone there at one point.

I looked around, hoping, pray to Eddie, that I didn't make a mistake.