A/N : POOR JOHN ANOTHER BAD INCOUNTER WITH HIS PAST
Water cascades Down my smooth naked body as The arena locker room shower was empty from me being all alone as its long after the WWE Raw show had ended and I finally get to have a calm relaxing shower to myself. It's been a week since I left Randy at that elevator from leaving his room after having sex with his best friends Cody and Ted. Randy has done nothing but none stop texting and calling my cell phone ever since making me annoyed at him even more.
I pull my head back and feel all the heat of the water surround me in a hug and I welcome it in a tired and vulnerable manner. I take my hands and move them to my back kneading the hard knots in my back as I moan in complete bliss of the feeling of the message. "feel good the John?" purred Brock, a smug look appearing on his face, as he watched John tense up. "What do you want Brock?" I say scared being trapped in a shower room naked with a very dangerous Brock. I turn around To come face to face with a very Naked Brock himself grinning at me. I send a glare angrily at Brock and suddenly I pull my arms around myself, feeling subconscious. "Don't be shy," mocked Brock, "It's nothing I haven't seen before...,"
I ignored him, nervousness building inside of myself. I tried to hurry through my shower, and yelled as I feel Brock grab my ass, squeezing it, as I turned the shower off. I tried to whip around, but Brock had a firm grip on me and molded my body from behind, wrapping his arms around my torso, leaving me frozen. I felt the tears building up as the realized of the situation I was in. Brock pushed against me, his straining shaft rubbing against the inside of my leg as he groaned deeply. I let out a sob. I was usually stronger than this but Brock always weakens me, but in that moment all my energy left me. I wriggled, desperately trying to get out of Brocks grasp, but felt a loud smack across my face that immediately stopped me from moving. I cried out in pain, tears now starting to run freely down my face.
"Mmmmm, baby, your so hot...so fine...Brock muttered, "You are going to love my thick dick rammed up that tight ass of yours. He moaned as he was, rubbing his painful cock against my backside. I stopped moving and froze as I was a mess at this point. I had never felt so weak and helpless in my life.
"Let...mmee...g...go," I begged between tears. "Please, don't do this," "Don't worry Johnny, you will love it," Brock whispered into my ear smiling evilly, at the sight of a broken down, wrecked John Cena. And As I felt Brock line up his cock with my asshole, I let out a strangled noise knowing that this was it. He was going to rape me. I let out a final chocked sob, before preparing myself for the worst. I waited, but then after awhile I grew confused as I felt Brock groan in pain and suddenly fall and loosen his hold on me.
I look around to see Wade Barrett standing in the doorway of the showers clad in dark washed jean and a tight white button up dress shirt with a shampoo bottle half exploded all over the walls from the blow when he hit Brock over the head with it. I look down to see a naked Brock in a heap on the floor holding onto the side of his head in a protective manner of pain. I look back up to see Wade holding his hand out for me to take and I'm in a dilemma because I'm still in front of Brock and I know he's going to get me or come after wade later. "JOHN COME ON LETS GET OUT OF HERE!" I hear Wade shout but I just stand there knowing if I go with Wade Brock will come after him and I will put wade in danger like I have everyone else. "NO WADE GET OUT OF HERE HE'S GOING TO HURT YOU IF YOU DON'T I'LL WILL BE FINE GO!" I shout back but I knew I wouldn't I know deep down I was far from safe with Brock around but I couldn't risk Wades safety for me.
"NO I'M NOT LEAVING YOU WITH THIS MONSTER NOW COME NOW JOHN!" Wade commands in a caring manner and then I made my decision and leap over Brock's big body. But lose my footing as I feel Brock grab my ankle and I crash to my stomach in front of Wades feet. I look up as I feel Wade rush over to grab onto my arms in a tug of war over my body with Brock. I scream and I feel Brocks fingernails dig into my ankle and leave deep bloody marks.
"OH NO YOU DON'T JOHNNY BABY YOUR MINE YOUR NOT GOING TO ESCAPE ME AGAIN!" I hear Brock shout sadistically behind me as tears run down my face and I feel my arms slipping from wades grasp and I'm starting to get scared that I'm going to end up in Brocks abusive arms again. "WADE HELP!" I desperately scream as I scratch and claw trying to get away from Brocks hold "HOLD ON JOHN I GOT YOU!" and I see Wade reach for something with one free hand behind him and he comes back up with the WWE intercontinental championship Title in his hand and I duck my head to the ground as I hear a hard smack and a body hit the floor.
I look behind me to see Brock on the floor unconscious and I scramble to Wade and jump my naked body in his arms as he wraps his arms protectively around me holding me close. "lets get out of here" Wade says gently and I shake my head yes as we stand together and Wade goes over to throw a huge white fluffy towel around my naked form and pick my up bridal style throwing our bags on each shoulder walking to the arena parking lot unnoticed because everyone's already at the hotel and he drives away.
Neither of us see the figure behind us starring a hole throw Wade in hate as he slips into John's locker room where Brock is…
WONDER WHAT JOHN'S MENTAL MINDSET IS GOING TO BE LIKE
AFTER THIS TRAUMATIC EVENT