*_*A/N: SORRY FOR SUCH A LATE POST!!!
My laptop is gone
therefore I can't really post like I want
like I'm doing this from my college lab ha ha ha
ANYWAY
here is a new chapter...
yes with a cliffie I know, I know..
I'm preparing to dodge the things
that are going to be thrown at me....
but enjoy it!!!
P.S: THE CHAMP IS BACK!!!! AHHHH I LOVE BREAKING POINT!!!
JOHN CENA IS EL CHAMPION!!! *_*
Summary: John made a huge mistake letting her go, she was just like him. All he had to do was say those words she wanted to hear. Now he has to fight the biggest battle he never thought he'd have to fight. He has to fight to win her back. Has someone else come in and taken his glory? Has someone taken his spot and what will he do to win it back? Will John Cena win or is getting her back Against All Odds?
Chapter 9: I Do…Or Don't
**July 11, 2009 7:45 am. 2 hrs and 15 minutes until John's wedding**
John's POV:
I looked at myself in the mirror and sighed as I ran my hands over my suit jacket, smoothing out any wrinkles I might have. Something was off and I knew it. Did it matter, well yes because it was creeping me the fuck out. I should be happy right now. I should be floating on air, thinking about what I am about to do.
Instead I had a hell of a decision weighing on my shoulders. I had the choice of Jaycia Lourdes or Elizabeth Huberdeau. One woman being Liz, who has been there for my every moment since high school and most of my wrestling career and has watched me go through surgeries and tours. The other woman being the one of my dreams who screamed imperfect perfection because she was exactly like me, except with boobs, Jaycia. Jaycia had been there for me in the past few months, and I there for her. It was like fate had bought us together and wanted us to be together.
Instead I stand here looking at a reflection of someone who looks like me, but is a huge pussy. I looked at a broken and 'playing it safe' John Cena. The one who was about to watch a woman come down the aisle in a stunning white dress and look nothing short of amazing. I'd smile and know that she's mine for the rest of my life. Friends and co-workers would watch on with joy for me. My dad, and his questionable hair piece, along with my brothers would be happy for me and smile.
However that won't happen, because my friends and co-workers will whisper and not be happy. Matt, Sean, Steve, Dan and my dad with the rug on his head, would look at me with disbelief and a small gleam of content because they'd have to deal with my decision. Why would they be looking at me, and where am I you may ask.
Today is my wedding day. Yes, I said wedding day; this means that the easiest wrestler in World Wrestling Entertainment was hanging up the player jersey and becoming a one-woman man. The reason why they would be looking at me like I just failed the easiest test in the world is because of the person I'm marrying. According to everyone who knows me like the back of their own hand, knows that the woman who will be walking down that aisle, is the wrong woman. Everyone feels that Liz isn't my wife, that it should be Jaycia.
Unfortunately I'm stuck….
I looked behind me in the mirror and chuckled to myself, looking back at the image of my best friend looking incredibly tight in his suit. I decided to have Randy as my best man because… well who else better than my own partner in crime? Randy is the only man I know that can look so uncomfortable in a suit, but still pull it off.
"What's wrong Randy? Has it seriously been that long since you were in a suit?" I asked while chuckling. Randy sneered and laughed sarcastically.
"Asshole, I'm so damn uncomfortable in this shit-"Randy started before I turned around with my mouth open. Randy just looked at me in disbelief "What?"
"What the fuck are you doing, cursing in a church?" I asked and then covered my own mouth. "Damn it Randy, you have me committing sins in a church on my own damn wedding day"
"Where does it say not to curse in a church?" Randy asked. I laughed and rubbed my head.
"I don't know… um… the Bible?" I answered sarcastically while snickering uncontrollably at Randy's obvious ignorance about cursing in churches. "It's a really good book, you should pick it up and read it sometime you heathen-"
"Well you said 'damn' John" Randy defended.
"It's in the Bible numb nuts-"I retorted
"Well since when did you want a wedding in a goddamn church John?" Randy said. I opened my mouth to remind him about cursing in such a holy place but he lifted his hand instead. "Enough about the cursing shit, I hear it enough from Ted, I don't need it from you and not now. This whole getting married in a church thing was never your style Cena-"
"I know this Randy…" I started while fixing the vest on my suit. "It was all Liz's idea-"
"That's just it! The suits and churches and fancy dinners for after… it's all what Liz wants. This was never what John wanted because you wanted a casual wedding. Small and not in a church where you are free to curse and not have to repeat 'Hail Mary's' after just to be fuckin' forgiven" Randy reasoned. "What happened to the John Cena I knew?"
I stood in silence taking in everything Randy was saying before a voice broke me from my little world.
"The John Cena you knew… left. This new one is wearing a suit…"
My eyes glanced behind me to see JayCee in all her beauty. She wore a beautiful lavender halter dress with a royal blue design. Her hair was in a simple messy bun, but you can tell she took a while to do it just right. The makeup she wore was flawless with lavender eye shadow with hints of royal blue trimming around the eyes. Her royal blue heels accented the dress perfectly and I was at a loss for words.
"JayCee… I uh… I didn't think you would come" I managed to say. "How did you get back here?"
"I saw Johnny Fabulous and he was so thrilled to see me. He told me where to come to see you. I'm hoping I don't run back into him; I swear I saw his hair piece move and then wink right back at me" JayCee joked. I smiled and she chuckled. I was mesmerized by the sight of her. She was pure perfection at this moment and I wanted to take every second in. "Um, Randy can I speak with John alone? There's something I need to talk to him about"
Randy nodded and left JayCee alone, something I wanted, yet didn't want. I was afraid of what can happen at this exact moment with her looking amazing beyond belief. I didn't want to be here with her, knowing that my wife- well soon-to-be wife was in the next room, preparing to marry what she sees as the man of her dreams. My eyes scanned JayCee and I heard her inhale.
"Listen, I don't expect you to say anything to me, but I do expect you to listen. Well, I expect it because I'm not staying-"JayCee started before I interrupted her.
"Wait… you're- you're leaving?" I asked, feeling hurt. I watched JayCee nod and tears form in her eyes. "Why-"
"Because I can't watch someone I love marry someone else! I can't bear to watch you watch… her walk to you in a white dress and look at you with an amount of love not even as much as I love you. I can't sit there and watch you hold her hand and say 'I do' and I can't watch her become Elizabeth Huberdeau-Cena. I can't watch you two have your first dance as husband and wife and I can't take the stares that I know will be focused on me…" JayCee stated while crying. I reached my hand out to her, to pull her close and hug her but she pushed my arm away. "I don't want any fake pity or you feeling guilty, I want you to know how I feel. How hurt I am that I didn't matter to you, because you are about to get married and not give a damn about me. I wanted you to love me as much as I more than humanly possible love you. Instead you marry Liz…"
"Baby girl, you know I've always been about you-"I started until JayCee scoffed
"Until Liz came back around…" JayCee whispered. "When you're getting married, and you see your wife coming toward you. Think is she the one you wanted to see become your wife. If you say I do… then the best of luck to you and I'll see you when we come back to work…"
And with that said, she walked away, leaving me to think about what she said.
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Playing with my fingernail, I heard the music play and I saw the doors open. Before glancing up, I looked back at Randy who plastered a smile onto his face like a bad face lift. My eyes scanned the room, looking at Ted and Maryse who finally decided to show up. My eyes caught a glimpse of Mickie who looked mad, yet teary eyed for the occasion and then over at my family. I was right, they were pissed.
Then I looked up and saw her. The dress was white and huge for my own liking. The veil covered her face and she looked at me with love… just not the love I was used to. I weakly smiled and watched as Liz's dad let her arm go and left her to stand with me.
What am I thinking…?
I was not in my own head that I almost missed when I was supposed to say my vows. Everything was going smoothly until my mind remembered all her words to me.
"Because I can't watch someone I love marry someone else! I can't bear to watch you watch… her walk to you in a white dress and look at you with an amount of love not even as much as I love you…"
"I can't sit there and watch you hold her hand and say 'I do' and I can't watch her become Elizabeth Huberdeau-Cena…"
"…I want you to know how I feel. How hurt I am that I didn't matter to you, because you are about to get married and not give a damn about me. I wanted you to love me as much as I more than humanly possible love you. Instead you marry Liz…"
"When you're getting married, and you see your wife coming toward you. Think is she the one you wanted to see become your wife. If you say I do… then the best of luck to you and I'll see you when we come back to work…"
And then I came back to earth…
"Do you John Felix Anthony Cena Jr., take Elizabeth Huberdeau to be your lawfully wedded wife?" the minister asked me.
I exhaled and looked Liz in the eyes. "I…"
I… what? I can or I can't? I will or I won't? I do or…I don't?
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