Chapter 9 Explanation
Torrie and Trish stepped inside the champ's locker room while the rest of the girls went in search of the new diva. They found the Chain gang soldier still standing near the wall where he and Katie had previously been talking, only this time, he was busy texting away on his phone and did not acknowledge the presence of the two blond divas in his room.
The two friends exchanged glances as they took in the sight of his 6ft 245 pound body clad in nothing except a pair of thin boxers. Maria was right. He was really a hot guy and it took every ounce of power in the two blond divas to not stand there and drool over his fine appearance. Their faces had to mean "serious business" for only then could they get answers. They stared at him for a while as he busily texted away before finally speaking "John".
The Doctor of Thuganomics raised his blue eyes at the two newcomers in his room. Even his gaze has so much power, thought Torrie as she tried to look like she wasn't dying inside at the sight of him looking so undeniably hot in the black boxers that seemed to faintly cover the bulge between his thighs. "Can I help you with anything?" he asked in his husky voice, breaking into Torrie's reverie, "Huh?" she mumbled dumbly. However, she was glad she had Trish by her side to answer.
"Well, I know its bit of an odd question John…..but did you do anything to Katie?" asked the Canadian bombshell, staring intently at him.
"I presume Katie is the name of that weird brown-haired chick, right?" he asked in his easy laid back manner.
The two divas nodded.
"Well apart from offering her a night with me and giving her my name, I haven't done anything to her."
"You tried to hit on her?" asked the Boise Belle in complete disbelief.
"Well, does that seem to surprise you baby girl?" he gazed at her with a teasing look in his blue eyes. The Idaho beauty could only blush in response.
Only Trish didn't seem fazed "Well, what did she do after you did so?"
"Nothing. It was only after I told her my name did she freak out."
The two divas gazed at him with a perplexed look. Why did she go all crazy after he told her only his name? Was John lying? Or was there something really up with Katie? The two divas stared at him for a while.
"You know you girls look like you think I am lying" said John as he ran his fingers through his short brown cut. "But that's all there is that happened."
"By the way" perked up Trish again "What were you doing in the locker room John?"
The color of his blue eyes deepened as he frowned slightly at the Canadian native. "Well, I believe it's my locker room Trish."
"No we don't mean it in a wrong way" Torrie broke in. "It's just that you had told us that you were lazing in your hotel room when we called. Then suddenly you're here….." her voice trailed off.
John's mind went back to the time when Candice had called. What had he been doing then? Oh right, he suddenly smiled to himself. I was busy thrusting myself inside that f***king stripper over by that wall and was on my way to pure bliss when she called. His thoughts were suddenly broken by Trish's voice. "Well?"
"Maybe I misheard Candice. I was too into Star Wars that was coming on T.V" he grinned at the two divas and at his own convincing lie since everybody knew what a huge Star Wars fan he was.
"Okay then John. I guess that explains everything" she then glanced at her watch. "I think we should better go now. We might have taken too much of your time." Saying this, Trish walked out of the room while Torrie waved at the brown headed wrestler as she followed her friend. Suddenly, the two girls were stopped dead in their tracks by his husky voice.
"By the way girls, I wanna know who messed up my room."
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Meanwhile
The small group of divas comprising of Lita, Maria, Candice, Christy and Melina wandered over to their pink locker room, knowing fully that Katie could be found only here. Sure enough as Maria, opened the door, there sat Katie, her back against the lockers and her head hidden between her hands which were resting on her knees. The divas exchanged confused glances.
"Katie, what's wrong?" asked Melina as they all surrounded the West Newbury Native, staring at the forlorn figure.
"Everything" came the muttered reply.
"You know you could tell us honey" assured a concerned Christy, feeling a sense of curiosity prick her heart.
They heard the new diva heave a sigh, like the entire burden of the world was placed on her delicate shoulders. They waited for her to say more.
"I can't believe he's here" she said in strangely quiet voice, her head still resting between her arms.
"Who?" questioned Candice.
"John."
The divas exchanged glances at that one name, John. This could only mean one thing. Their fellow newcomer had a past with the Chain gang soldier.
"Was he your boyfriend?" asked Lita, her eyes fixed on the brown head. And that is when the West Newbury native raised her head and glowered at Lita who was taken aback by this sudden glare.
"He….is….not….my….boyfriend" she said through gritted teeth, as the familiar surge of anger swept over her at the mere thought of having a guy like John by her side.
"Okay, chill. I didn't know" said the red-head in defense, rather surprised by the response she got.
"He is my worst enemy" she stated, staring off into the space as memories, bitter memories of the blue-eyed kid washed over her entire being.
"Details please" said Candice, obviously confused like the rest of the divas. And that is when Katie Norman began to relate a part of her life that she was so sure had long ago withered and died, only to be brought back to life by fate.
"He and I used to be neighbors back in Massachusetts. Our familes were really close. With the exception of us both alone."
"I don't know how it started and when it started. All I remember is hating him with everything I had. I don't know what infuriated me so much. Even his mere presence would send my blood boiling in my veins."
"At one point of time, he started hating me too. Not that he ever liked me before" she scoffed a little as she said this. "It's just that he began to openly show his hatred. And that is how we became bitter enemies."
"This wasn't just it. The major part of our enmity revolved around playing hideous pranks on each other. Pranks that became more and more cruel and ugly with the evolution of time."
"And this caused unnecessary disturbance between our familes." She sighed wearily as her thoughts rushed back to those bad times between the Cena and Norman households. "No amount of groundings and rules could lessen our rivalry. No amount of apologies between our mothers on our behalf could throw water on our raging feud. In fact come to think of it, things just grew worse."
"Finally, there came a time when both our families were fed up. Anything they did could not stop us kids to prank each other time and time again. Now only one option was left: either the Normans or the Cenas should move out."
She sighed again as she continued "I still remember that awful moment; my family was piling up our luggage in our beat up jeep while I just sat on the grass and watched miserably."
"The day we moved out of Massachusetts, I swore to myself that I'd never forgive John for all the pain he caused me. Yes, I admit I had an equal share in it but, it was really because of John that my parents stopped relying on me like they used to. It was John who instigated the war and I had to suffer the horrible ending."
Her hands now balled into two fists "I still remember how his face was literally glowing with happiness the day I was suffering in misery when my family exchanged their last goodbyes with the Cena clan. God…..I hated him so much."
She then raised her eyes to look around the interested faces of the divas "You might think I am a baby, still holding a grudge over someone that formed in my childhood. But then, it played a major role in ruining my life."
"All through middle school in Houston, I was jeered at and made fun of everywhere I went. I had no friends, no one to talk to especially since for some strange reason, those people hated ruthless tomboys. They even labeled me a 'sorry-case' since they thought I came from a poor family and wore my "brother's" clothes. I am surprised how I didn't go into depression."
"I know it's all in the past but I just can't possibly go to him now and talk to him because I am so convinced he'll start despising me again. But I don't know how I am gonna work in the same business as my old enemy especially now that he's grown so….." she paused for a second, thinking up of an accurate word "different" she finally finished.
Then she smiled a guilty smile and added "Actually, not talking to him and avoiding him at all costs is more from fear of my sister's words."
"Well, what did she say?" inquired Maria.
"That one day, I'd fall for him. That one day, I won't be able to live without my very worst enemy. And that one day, I'd give my heart away to John Felix Anthony Cena. And I dread that from happening."
