**next Monday, Raw**

Jen walked through backstage with her belt proudly wrapped around her waist. She had a sparkly white tight tube top with her classic white short shorts. she had her adidas hightops on with her hair straightened. She added a mini snooki poof and her signature makeup look. Her face sparkled as she made her way to gorilla. Apparently vickie had more evidence.

Jen was pissed off as she heard the woman talk shit on her and John. This whole thing was ridiculous. there has and never will be an affair. Her and John were friends, thats it. Jen's misic hit and she angrily walked to the ring, not letting her eyes off of Vickie.

"im not even going to explain myself, im going to let these pictures prove it!" vickie pointed to the huge screen and the two woman turned to it.

first, a picture of Jen and John shopping appeared. They were both in the middle of laughing, so they were both smiling.

"Awwh, look at the happy couple. Out shopping, laughing, having a good time. you're so cute together." Vickie laughed evily as Jen looked at her annoyed. The blonde said;

"Yeah, we're shopping Vickie. SHOPPING. Its such a damn crime now a days!"

"okay. Then explain this" another picture showed up of John kissing Jen's cheek and her smiling and blushing. That was when they were walking through the park. This she couldn't explain without sounding like it was more than a friendly kiss.

"That was a simple kiss on the cheek. You've never had a friendly kiss like that?" Jen asked defensive. She was sick of this.

"I can tell its more than a friendly kiss. I mean, look at you two! He's smiling while kissing you, your smiling and blushing. If this is in public, I can't even imagine what happens when you two are alone. Just admit it Jennifer! Admit that you and John are having an affair and make it easier for yourself!" Vickie got into Jen's face and screamed at her. Jen clenched her fist to top herself from punching her square in her ugly face.

Out of nowhere, John's music came on and he marched down the ramp into the ring. Jen didn't move. She was having a mental breakdown. The man walked over to Jen and looked at her while taking her mic. She stepped back while he and Vickie talked.

"Vickie, this has to stop. You're being absolutly ridiculous with all this bullcrap. these videos, pictures, tweets, texts are worthless. And most importantly, you don't EVER get in Jen's face like that. You're doing this just to get talked about, when everyone knows you're lieing. But if you really want something to talk about, here you go." He put down his mic and threw off his hat.

He walked over to Jen and cuffed her face. he connected his lips softly to her's as the crowd roared. They moved their lips at a slow pace, while Johns hands dropped right above her butt. Jen wrapped her arms around him while clenching his shirt and bringing him closer. To her surprise, she didn't disconnect first. They stopped and Jen looked at him shocked.

John turned back to Vickie and got his mic. "There ya go Vickie, more evidence to you're story." He slid out of the ring and walked up the ramp. Jen stood there lost while touching her lips. She looked back at John walking and slid out of the ring as well. She ran after him and grabbed his hand. She truned him around and jumped on him, craving more of his lips.

Jen crashed her lips on him while she wrapped her arms and legs around him. As their tounges battled, John ran his fingers through her hair. Jen didn't care if they were makeing out infront of everyone, she just enjoyed the moment. Soon, John walked out and backstage with Jen still in his arms, kissing her.

They parted and ran to an empty hallway. When they found one, John pinned Jen against a wall and continued engulfing her in his mouth. He pressed himself against her as she slid her hands under his shirt. She ran her hands over his rock-hard abbs and he ran his huge hands over her back. When he found her butt and squeezed it, Jen moaned loudly in his mouth.

Jen hadn't has a makeout session this intense since her and Punk started fighting a couple months back. She never realy realized how attracted she was to John untill tonight. Also, she knew this probably wouldn't help prove her and John isn't having an affair at all. She didn't really care at this point.

After finally taking a break to breath, John and Jen were about to rip eachothers clothes off. But they both know it wasn't the appropiate time to do that, they were in the middle of a show after all.

"Wow, that was... Nice?" Jen said, still pinned against the wall and her hands still on John.

"Yeah." John responded, with his hands still on Jens butt.

"you realize that we just made-out infront of the world right?" She asked, trying to snap back to reality.

"yeah, and I didn't regret any of it." He smiled amd kissed her one final time. "After te show, come to my locker room. here's my number" he slipped a peice of paper in her pocket and slapped her butt. "Goodluck in you're match tonight, i'll be watching." He winked and walked off to his locker room.

Jen smiled and tucked a peice of hair behind her ear. She looked at the peice of paper that had John's number on it. She thought about the kiss an smiled. She tucked it into her pocket and walked over to her dressing room to get ready for her match.

liking it! Sorry for updating so soon sice I just posted a chapter, but im just so excited for this chapter! Thanks for reading!(: