Alright so I just had to write this LONG chapter after watching last Monday Night Raw… and I also have to admit that I had a fan girl moment when Eve jumped into John's arms and kissed him. I liked the segment and it played perfectly into this little story.

Now, I've never been good describing something I saw on TV so I tried to be quick about those parts, so sorry if it lacked or if I forgot something. Anyway, enough rambling and on to the update:

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If there was one adjective John Cena would avoid like the pest if asked to describe himself with one word, it was hypocritical; he always thought he was a transparent open book that would never, under any circumstances get caught lying even if it was by omission.

But earlier that night he wavered and before he could think straight he was smiling through his teeth as Zack told him that Eve was the love of his life and that he was going to confess his feelings to her that same night; it was then that he couldn't help but to feel like that was the exact word to define him.

Smiling was the last thing he wanted to do in that moment and he actually felt like cringing, but if he had to be completely honest, he didn't have it in him to come clean with the man and tell him about the times he had ended up kissing Eve behind his back.

If that made him a fake then so be it. He would rather be one of those than break his friend's heart a day before Valentine's Day.

So yeah, maybe he was the worse hypocritical of them all; professing hustle, loyalty and respect to the four winds and then acting as anything but that. But what else could he do? Even when he knew he was smiling the fakest smile in the history of smiles and that Zack would probably see right through him and expose him as the worst friend ever, the kind of friend that was slowly but securely fancying his 'girl', he couldn't do anything about it.

Maybe if Eve would just tell him flat out that she wasn't interested in him… Zack even told him himself that he saw very little possibilities of the pretty Diva dating him so the blow may not be so hard; then with time his friend could take interest in another woman and forget about her. Maybe then… just maybe, he could tell him the truth; but for now, his lips were sealed.

Now, if Zack noticed John acting phony, he didn't say a word about it and the Massachusetts native took the opportunity that the young man's obliviousness provided and told him something about finding Eve for him and bringing her to his locker room; he also kindly reprimanded him for making it to the arena knowing full well that Kane was probably somewhere around and ready to attack once again.

Once the little peep talk was done he fled the room and started to walk directly towards the locker room he knew the woman who has clouded his mind was in.

Now Eve… he hadn't seen the Colorado native in about a week and quite honestly their last encounter left much to be desired, especially when Eve practically ran out on him not to be seen again.

Not that he completely blamed her, what happened between them that past night had been messed up and it shouldn't have happened, but at the same time he resented that she walked away without saying a word because for the next following days, he has been preoccupied about her whereabouts.

Luckily, he discretely found out that she was fine and his worries faded away… but then the worries turned into thoughts and wonders and he basically had her on his mind during the whole week.

Now it was this, Zack was there, apparently madly in love with the woman and he had to find her and bring her to him.

Yeah, the joys of being the one and only John Cena, yay…

Taking in a deep breath, John halted on his tracks and knocked on the Diva's locker room door, and as he waited for a response he couldn't help but to feel torn. He didn't want to face Eve to discuss Zack with her, but he also needed to clarify a few things with her.

The first step for him to move on and focus on his upcoming match at WrestleMania was talk to the woman, forget all about her and put his mind at ease.

He wanted to take that step; not only for him, but for Zack and Eve as well.

At the second knock, the blonde head of Kelly Kelly peeked out and upon seeing him she smiled and told him that she was going to call Eve for him. John smiled, folded his arms to his chest and remained there until Eve finally walked out.

"Hey." He said as he saw her push the inside of her cheek with her tongue while looking up to him.

Now like he said before, that was the first time he saw her since their last encounter and much to his shame, the first thought to invade his mind was that she was looking ridiculously good.

Her hair was falling in soft silky waves down her back, her make-up accentuated her delicate features perfectly, her emerald green eyes were sparkling and of course, he particularly liked the way the blue top she was wearing left her shoulders exposed and to finish up, the way her black pants hugged her slim frame like a second skin.

Overall, she looked perfect… he could even smell her perfume swirling in the air, sweet and inviting.

Not that he dwelled much on all that, because as soon as he realized the direction where his thoughts were going, he shook his head and cleared his throat.

"Glad to see you are okay; I've been looking for you since last Monday. You just disappeared." He said, his voice sounding more cheerful than he was actually feeling.

Closing the door and resting her back against it, Eve shrugged. "I didn't see the point in staying." She said, this time addressing him with a tone that lacked its usual edginess.

Nodding, John looked down to her boots and then cleared his throat again. "I was worried," And he has been, he remembered that for a whole day he has played with the idea that Kane could have got her to hurt her and if it wasn't because he started to discreetly ask around about her, he wouldn't have known about her until that night.

What he still didn't know, was where she went to on bare foot, distressed and half dressed.

"I'm fine." She said calmly and John looked up into her eyes.

"I can see that, and I'm glad." Taking off his cap and running a hand through his hair, the older man blew out a breath and then bit hard on his lips. "Look, I wanted to talk to you about that night."

"It was nothing so we should just forget it. I mean I was upset, I wasn't thinking clearly and things just… it shouldn't have happened." Breathing in, Eve mimicked John's previous gesture of biting her lips and then she blinked slowly.

This time for a change, she didn't look mad with him, but she did look a bit uncomfortable.

"I know, I mean this whole thing is messed up. Now don't get me wrong, you are a very, very beautiful woman and any man would be happy to… you know, but things are…"

Closing her eyes for a second and then opening them again, Eve interrupted him before he could finish. "Yeah, why don't we just forget about the whole thing ok?"

Looking deep into her eyes, John dropped his arms from his chest and let them fall to his sides.

"Sure, fine… I mean it's better that way for everyone." He said, feeling like the conversation was far from over but sensing that she was trying to cut him off.

It was alright with him, the less they interacted from now on, the better. With that in mind, John nodded his head and sent her one last glance before turning around to leave.

Now, it wasn't until fifteen minutes passed by when he was in catering sitting and staring blankly at the monitor that he realized that he never told Eve that Zack was there and that he wanted to talk to her. But as things were, he wasn't going back to her to tell her that, at least not for the time being.

The following hour or so he spent it musing about his upcoming encounter with Kane and the words the monster said at the beginning of the show, the ones about him having no choice but to embrace the hate and someone riding in the back of an ambulance before the night was over.

To John it was all ridiculous, he wasn't going to embrace anything but his true self and if Kane and the rest of the world thought otherwise, then he was going to prove them all wrong.

It was in the middle of that thought that Josh Matthews found him and asked him for an interview, and because he was feeling a tad guilty for snapping at the guy in one occasion, he accepted with a smile.

They chatted for a while, John trying to force his mind away from the messy last couple of weeks and Josh talking amicably with him. Then when the cameras started rolling and the first question was asked, he heard it.

At first he didn't know what to make of it, but when his mind registered that a woman was screaming and asking for help, realization hit him like a blow to the stomach and before he knew it he was on the move; it was Eve, and he needed to get to her.

Running towards the voice as fast as his feet would take him, John made it to the indoors parking lot and he immediately saw Kane locking the back door of an ambulance.

He didn't necessarily know what was going on or what he was planning, but as soon as he was near, he hit the big man and threw him away. Then, guided by instinct he walked back to the ambulance and looked through the back window.

Eve was there, sitting as far away as she could from the door and looking more than a little scared. Watching her like that made him bite hard on his lips and he tried to open the door, the only problem was that the door wouldn't cede to him.

"Eve, eve, open the door, unlock the door. Unlock the door, I can't get in!" He chanted with a hint of desperation in his voice; but before Eve could move, Kane was back on his feet and fighting him off.

What happened next happened too fast, Kane smashed his head against the vehicle and he fell to the ground, feeling a little dizzy with the blow. But when he heard the sirens going off he forced himself back to his feet, just in time to see Eve opening the door and looking around.

Without thinking it twice, the former WWE Champion extended his arms, and open invitation for Eve to jump into his arms. She did, just second before Kane put the ambulance in march to leave the arena.

Once she was in his arms and with one hand to the back of his neck ant the other one resting on his back, the two of them stared silently at the ambulance, John breathing out and feeling relieved that Eve made it out safely and Eve trembling lightly.

It may sound ridiculous to some, but as he held her delicate frame as close as he could, the thought that he would do anything to keep her safe hit him full force.

It didn't matter that they could never be, but if Kane would have taken her away he would have run after the ambulance and fight his way to her…

As he thought about that, a broken sob escaped pass her lips and he tried to reassure her that there was no more danger.

"It's alright, it's alright, it's alright." He mumbled under his breath as she looked up to him, her breathing coming off a bit ragged. "Are you alright?"

At the question, she slid the one hand that has been on his back to his shoulder and nodded slightly before looking back to the ambulance driving away. Then, a second later she turned back to him, guided his head towards her and kissed him.

Now he couldn't lie and say that the kiss didn't took him by surprise, but as it happened every time his lips found themselves pressed against hers, he ended up kissing her back.

It was quick though; her tongue found his and at the contact, he swirled it around hers. But that it was quick didn't mean that he wasn't going to make the best out of it and he even circled her neck with one arm, feeling the way her hand moved down to his chest and bringing her closer into the lip-lock so she could feel how much he was into kissing her.

And then it was over.

Slowly pulling away and looking at him through her beautiful expressive eyes, Eve blinked and out of the corner of his eye John saw someone running in the back. It was then that he realized what happened.

They kissed in a very public place and thus they took the risk of being seen. Wasn't a camera man following him?

"What… what was that for?" He whispered a bit lost, not quite getting why she did such a thing in a place where anyone could see them and basically just an hour after telling him that they should forget about them.

But to that Eve had no answer, she was looking as lost as he was feeling and after running her hand through her hair, she tilted her face away from him her expression changed.

Upon seeing her face, John had a pretty good idea why she had such a sudden change and he slowly moved his head to the side. And much as he feared, Zack Ryder was there, in his wheelchair and with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

They were the same flowers he was going to give Eve.

"What?" The young man started to say and John ran his hand down his burning face, feeling like he wanted to be anywhere but there.

"Man, I know how this looks." John began to say but Zack threw a box of chocolates towards him and groaned.

"Yeah, well it looks like you were sucking face with Eve here. I can't believe this, bro. You were supposed to be my broski and to have my back and this is what you do! Man, I even asked you if there was something going on between you two and you lied saying no!"

"Zack, let me explain this." Eve began to say, but instead of listening to her, he snarled his lips, turned around in his wheels and started to move away from them.

For a second both Eve and John just stood there; but then the Diva reacted first, sent John one apologetically look and started to walk after Zack.

"Zack, wait."

Watching them disappear into the arena, John ran his hand down his face once again and cussed. There was no easy way out of that one… and the worst thing was that he felt like he fell right into Kane's trap… and man, he fell hard.

Ah, but that wasn't all there was to that night and as things kept progressing, he found out that getting caught kissing Eve was only the beginning.

After that little encounter, he walked ashamed to the ring and apologized to Zack publicly. He also spoke his heart out about things that had been bothering, including the whole thing about him embracing the hate, the crowd turning on him and about how he would adapt and overcome any obstacle that could get on his way.

Then just as he was going to address the Rock issue, Zack walked out and confronted him about kissing Eve.

At first John felt bad for the guy and he didn't want to talk about him and Eve in a ring as he thought that was a private matter and that everyone involved deserved the benefit of not having thousands watching them wash their dirty clothes in front of the world, but Zack was not having anything of that and before John knew it, he slapped him and tried to get him to fight.

That bothered him and angered him to a certain extent, but calming a bit and knowing he has been the one in the wrong he tried to act it cool and didn't fell to that; he didn't want to fight Zack and when the younger man rolled out of the ring, he let him go.

And that's when everything started to happen. Kane appeared in the TitanTron to send him a message of hate and when he was about to respond, his number one enemy ran through the curtain and pushed Zack and his wheelchair off the stage.

The fall wasn't so bad to a good and healthy person, but in Zack's condition it was grave and for the second time that night, he found himself running towards someone who needed aid.

All that happened a few hours ago, and as he sat in the waiting room of that town's hospital, his mind was recalling everything that happened…

So deep in his thoughts he has been that he was startled when he heard his phone ringing, but breaking off his trance he picked it up and answered.

"Hello?"

"Admit it John, you have embraced the hate already." The words were spoken in a hiss, but John had no problem recognizing it.

"No, it would be a cold day in hell the moment you see me embrace anything that isn't myself and my believes."

"Your believes, John? And what exactly are those? Stealing the love of the life of your one and only friend?"

Clenching his jaw and getting up to his feet, John walked to a secluded corner and snarled his lips. "I didn't steal a damn thing and you know it."

"Yeah, I like that attitude as you don't always have to do the right thing you know. As for Eve, she's a gorgeous young lady isn't she? And like you said, you didn't steal her away. She was never Zack's to begin with; she doesn't like him… she likes you."

"Tell me where you are so I can beat the crap out of you." John said through clenched teeth, his hand clutching as his phone so hard that for a moment he was afraid that it would break.

"And I can also tell that you like her; I noticed the day I found you together… embracing her. Do you remember? Because I do. I've also seen the way you look at her so go ahead and have her John, forget about Zack and about what everyone expects from you and go ahead and take her to your room tonight. Touch her, kiss her and get lost in the sweet fragrance of her skin. Just treat yourself, John. I don't think she will put any resistance."

"You are sick mother fucker."

"Me?" Laughing, Kane continued. "I'm not the one who was caught kissing the woman his best friend loves, it was you. And what a kiss it was, it was crystal clear to anyone that had eyes that you wanted it."

"You know, I don't have to hear your bullshit. I'll see you next Sunday and we'll settle this like men."

Before John could hang up, Kane laughed again and then went on. "Yeah, until then go to Eve, she looks really upset right now… and you looked pissed."

And with that, the line went dead.

Looking around and expecting to find Kane lurking around, John pursed his lips. But as far as he could see, there was no big red psycho around.

He kept his eyes moving just in case, walking to Eve and sitting next to her.

"He woke up, but he doesn't want to see anybody." The young Diva said as her eyes looked up to find John's.

Clenching his jaw, John nodded. He wasn't expecting anything other than that from Zack so he couldn't say that he was surprised. "Is he going to be alright at least?"

Brushing a lose strand of hair behind her ear, Eve nodded and then she blew out a breath. "I never wanted to hurt him; I know everyone thinks otherwise but I really care about him and I didn't want this to happen."

"I know." John mumbled, searching for her hand and grabbing it in his. "I never wanted to hurt him like this either."

Feeling as if he was being watched and stalked, John looked behind his shoulder, but once again he saw no one.

"I only wanted us to be friends, nothing more."

Turning around and locking eyes with her, John squeezed her hand, his fingers intertwining with hers. Now more than ever, she was looking frail and vulnerable and for a reason he couldn't quite explain, he wanted to hug her to him one more time.

Oh but he didn't, he still had the impression that Kane was somewhere around watching him and he would never give him the satisfaction of proving him right.

"Let's get out of here, I'll take you back to the hotel."

Nodding, Eve grabbed her purse and stood up, following him hand in hand and disappearing with him into the night.

That night he didn't take her to his room as Kane wanted him, but as he lay down on his bed, she was the only thing he could think of.

As what to be expected, sleep didn't come easy for him, but when he finally succumbed into a deep slumber his mind played another trick on him, a trick where he saw clear images of flesh slapping against flesh in the most intimates of acts.

At first he couldn't recognize the faces of the two lovers in his dream, but he saw their bodies clearly. She was on her hands and knees, her hair falling carelessly over her back as he trusted into her sex from behind. There was nothing tender about it, the man was impaling her hard and steady and in a chorus of strangled moans that he thought to recognized, the woman was taking it all.

The dream went on and on and on and it wasn't until he woke up, hard as a rock and sweating, that he got a glimpse of their faces, it was Eve and him.

Sitting on the bed and wiping at his brows, John closed his eyes. For some reason he didn't understand he was naked and tangled on his sheets.

Groaning and feeling his engorged member throbbing insistently, John threw himself back against the mattress and in a mix of need and shame, he started to stroke himself as fast and hard as he could.

In a matter of nothing, his hips were arching off the bed, his erection was spilling his hot seed into his hand and stomach and out of his lips a named was called in the brims of his passion.

It shamed him later on, especially when he was drifting back to sleep and the sound of Kane laughing made him jump.

Looking around and realizing that he imagined it, John swallowed down hard… knowing that if he didn't put his act together, he was really going to fall hard…