Out of Control
Chapter 9
Disclaimer: I only own London, and this stuff never happened. But I think it would make for some awesome Monday Night Raw/Smackdown episodes, if it did…just sayin'…
London's back was pinned against the wall. The body hovering over hers only had the worst of intentions. Before reacting, she allowed herself a few minutes to get over the initial shock of being cornered. Her eyes darted to the right and to the left, immediately noting that there was no one in the hallway, aside from herself and the person in front of her. London took a deep breath and finally locked eyes with the person who was practically against her much smaller body.
"Do you understand me?" Michael McGillicutty threateningly asked her.
"I understand you, Michael. Loud and clear. Trust me, my hearing is one hundred percent," she spoke, almost sounding meek, her eyes looking up at him, almost pleading with him to let her go. But this wasn't just anyone. This was London Callaway, and if McGillicutty really believed that he was the one that was getting to her, when no one else could, clearly he wasn't the brightest crayon in the box. "But I don't really give a shit," she defiantly spoke, her voice reaching it's usual level of hostility.
Michael's eyes burned into her, menacingly. "Well, you better change your tune, quite quickly, sweetheart because I'm not afraid to hurt you. I don't care who you think you are or who your father is. And I can promise you, I will hurt you, if I have to."
London rolled her eyes and stifled a laugh. "You know what's the most amusing part of your little speech?"
"What's that?" he practically growled at her.
"You clearly don't plan things out very well," she began. London quickly and forcefully kneed him in the groin. His eyes widened in complete shock. She pushed him off of her. He fell to the floor, writhing in pain. "You dumb fuck," she finished with a smirk.
London stepped over his body and walked away, as if nothing had happened. For the past week, she had dealt with the members of Nexus, minus Wade, aggressively trying to make her speak to their arrogant leader. But London adamantly refused to cower down to their threats. She wasn't easily intimidated by anyone, and that wasn't about to change anytime soon, especially not for Wade Barrett's advantage.
At this point, London knew she had to watch her back with these buffoons coming after her. She was going to do what she had to and not let those guys intimidate her. After all, if her father taught her anything, it was to never let anyone push her around. She learned that lesson quite well. And she wasn't going to forget what he father taught her.
The clicking of her heels echoed on the concrete floor, her arms crossed over her chest. She was really proud of herself for the way she managed to overpower the six-foot-three, two-hundred and twenty-four pound member of Nexus. The Deadman had certainly raised one pissed off psychopath as his daughter. As the thoughts of her father crossed her mind, a frown formed on her lips. She missed the Phenom. London was fairly confident that he would be back, but she didn't know when. That made it so much harder for her to deal with.
"London, why is Michael McGillibuddy on the ground moaning and whining in pain?" John Cena asked. She looked up, not realizing that he had been walking towards her. She shrugged, silently. "Lon, is something wrong?" he questioned, growing a bit concerned for the woman who was usually so quick to throw down and shout a quick defense of her actions. She shook her head slowly. John did not believe her. "London, are you the one who hurt Mister McGillibuddy?"
London finally locked eyes with her friend. "Yes," she answered, her voice low, though she wasn't beaming with pride, as one would expect her to.
Instead of scolding her, as he normally would, for putting herself in harm's way, he smiled. "Well, good job. You really did a number on him. It doesn't look like he'll be going anywhere for quite some time."
She shrugged. "It's his fault. These Nexus fucks are all getting in my face about talking to that crooked nosed, arrogant bastard. So I was just defending myself and trying to get him away from me."
"I'm not complaining," he said, furrowing his brow. "London, what's wrong? You're really starting to scare me."
"I um…I was jut thinking about things." His eyes remained on her, questioningly. "I was thinking about…my father," she explained. "And how I don't know when I'm gonna see him again."
"Oh…come on. Let's go to your locker room," John Cena said, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and leading her to her locker room. She was in a funk, and it was really bothering John. He never saw her like this and would have been quite happy not having ever had to see her so down.
As the two friends entered the locker room, London sat on the couch, while John shut the door. He sat next to her. "What's going on with you, London? I can't handle seeing you so…sad. This isn't like you."
"I'm fine…really. I just….I'm worried about my father. I know he'll come back. He always does. But with everything going on, I just wish that he was here right now," she explained.
"He will be back. And he'll be so proud of you. You've been really kicking ass."
A smile briefly crossed her lips, before disappearing. "I really hope so."
"Are the Nexus douche bags getting to you?" he finally asked her the question that had been running through his head. "Because if they are, I can make sure that none of them ever bother you again."
She shook her head. "No. I can handle them. They don't bother me. Hell, I actually look forward to kicking the shit out of them. Quite frankly, it's like a new hobby of mine," she replied.
John laughed. "Well, that's true," he agreed with a nod.
"Just do me a favor, don't worry about my Nexus problem right now. I can handle it. Just find a way to get rehired, and everything will be just fine.," she told him, completely serious about her words.
He hesitated for a few minutes, not wanting to agree, but he ultimately nodded. "Okay. Just promise me one thing, okay?"
"Sure."
"Please don't get hurt because if I have to step in, in your defense, I will hurt someone, and I mean career-ending hurt," he warned her.
She grinned. "You're adorable. Thank you."
"I've got your back, Lon."
"I know, and I really do appreciate it."
Raw
"John Cena and I have obviously had a bit of a rocky history. And even though he's been fired, he's still being a real thorn in my side. So, Cena, I would like you to come out here, so we can discuss this as gentlemen." He waited a few moments, with no response. "Cena! Get yourself out here, right now!" Wade demanded from the middle of the ring. His Nexus counterparts were strangely absent.
John slowly walked out from the back, looking annoyed and pissed off at the leader of the Nexus. He walked down the ramp, his eyes burning into Wade, while he lacked his usual enthusiasm. He climbed into the ring. A crew member handed his a microphone. John took it and walked right up to Wade. "What do you want?" he asked, his voice conveying his no nonsense attitude.
"You know, I'm really sick and tired of your little friend harassing the other member of Nexus. Now, I've decided to give you a chance to get your job back because my thought process is that she'll probably back off once she has her little friend back in her corner," he began. John looked slightly interested, though still leery. "We will have a match. You and me. If I win, you can have your job back."
"How does that benefit you?" John questioned.
"Because if I win, you will be rehired as a part of the Nexus," he answered.
"And if I win?"
"What do you want? I assume your job back…sans Nexus?"
"Actually, all I want is for you and your men, if that's what they can call themselves, to leave London alone," he honestly replied.
"Wait a second. You can have your job back with no stipulations, but you're opting to just have us leave London alone?" he asked, slightly confused about what was going on. John nodded. "Are you out of your mind?"
"She's my best friend, at this point. And the entire WWE Universe knows that loyalty is something that I hold very near and dear to my heart. Because of you, London doesn't have her father around to have her back. I'm trying to help her out and be there for her because her father can't be," John answered.
"Are you sure that you would rather have us leave her alone than to have your job back?" he asked.
"I'm positive."
"Alright, then," he relented. "You have my word," Wade agreed to John's terms.
"Wait a second," London's voice echoed through the arena, as she made her way out of the back towards the ring. She jumped in and walked right up to the two men. "John, you don't have to do this. I told you not to worry about my issues with them. I told you to just work on getting yourself rehired. This is your chance!"
"Listen, London, I know what I agreed to with you, but this is in your best interest, and I can't let this keep going on anymore," John spoke. "I can't sit around and watch them hurt you and harass you."
"John, please don't do this," she begged him.
"I'm sorry, Lon. I have to do this. I'm a man, and I'm protecting my best friend," he spoke.
"Then, can you do me a favor?" she asked.
"Anything."
"Don't end up in Nexus."
He nodded. "Don't worry. I've got this," he assured her.
"London, I-" Wade began.
She put her hand up in his face, as she walked towards the ropes. "Leave me alone, Barrett. I don't want to hear your big mouth," she snapped, before climbing out of the ring and making her way back up the ramp, succeeding in one thing only, which was pissing Wade off even more than before.
London was in John's corner during the match. She was cheering him on, though her main purpose was to make sure that the match didn't end with Nexus cheating, as they usually did. She knew those Nexus assholes were going to be out there, and if John lost, she wanted it to be a fair loss. John stayed in control for the majority of the match. When he almost got a three-count, Michael McGillicutty put Wade's leg on the rope, breaking the count.
As the referee turned to scold the Nexus member for doing that, Justin Gabriel snuck into the ring, his Tag Team Championship title in his hands. London climbed in and knocked John out of the way, when Justin went to hit him with it. That pissed Justin off, and Heath climbed into the ring. Justin grabbed a kicking and yelling London in the corner, while Heath finished what Justin had attempted to start, knocking him out with his title, while the ref was distracted by McGillicutty and Husky. Barrett quickly covered John, while Heath jumped out of the ring. Justin held onto London, so she would not be able to break the count. The referee saw the pin and counted to three, allowing Wade the win.
London collapsed, while Justin's arms still held her up. He felt her body go limp, and he released her from his grasp. She fell to the canvas. Justin walked over to Wade and raised his arm in victory, while the other members of Nexus joined the celebration.
London crawled over to John and began shaking him frantically. "John! John!" she yelled. His eyes slowly opened. She bit her bottom lip, trying to control her emotions, though she was finding it difficult.
"What happened?" he asked, confused.
"Heath hit you with his title, and Wade pinned you. Justin was holding me in the corner of the ring. I was trying…" she explained.
John sat up and pulled his friend into his arms. "I'm sorry, Lon. I tried."
"I'm so sorry. I should've done more. This is all my fault," she apologized.
"No. This isn't your fault. You're like a sister to me, and I involved myself in this. This is my doing. I love you, Lon."
"I love you, too, John. I know I give you a hard time, but you're like my big brother. I'm sorry for all of this." She hugged him tightly.
"It's not your fault, Lon."
London and John were roughly pulled apart. Justin and Heath had London, while Michael and Husky were pulling John away. She began trying to fight them off, but it was of no use. Wade grabbed a microphone from one of the crew members outside of the ring. "John, you are now a part of the Nexus. And that means that you have to follow my orders. And order number one is that you can no longer speak to or see London," he spoke.
London narrowed her eyes at Wade. "I hate you more than I've ever hated anyone before," she yelled at him.
An evil smile crossed his lips. "Well, you're really hurting me now. And consider this: you're the one to blame for all of this. If you would've just listened to me and left the members of Nexus alone, this wouldn't have happened."
She shook her head. "You're a really terrible human being," she growled, unsure if she was more hurt or angry.
"London, it's not your fault," John insisted.
She angrily shook her head at the situation and pulled out of Justin's and Heath's grasps. She gave a sad look to John, before leaving the ring, her eyes remaining on her best friend, while she made her way to the back. An already very hostile, volatile situation was just getting significantly worse.
A/N: Things are just getting good ;o) Hope you all enjoyed this chapter. There should be another one soon! Love you all! XoXoXoXo
