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Summary: He has the woman of his dreams by his side and twin babies to keep him busy. Life seems that it can't get any better for John Cena, until he gets the call for a return from the WWE. Will he make a return to the top or will someone from his past come back just in time to turn his life upside down?

Don't tell me it's too tough

"You're sure you can do this? Do you want me to go in there with you?" Sean asked, his hand never leaving her back for a second. It was nice to have the support. She knew what she was possibly about to walk in on was something that was going to take everything within her but she had to do it. There could be no turning back. Her kids needed more and so did she.

Besides, she knew that if Sean went walking in there with her, and John got the impression that she had changed sides and was now with his brother through the entire situation then it was only going to make saving him that much worse. She hated to admit it but this was what this was to her now. She had to save him from himself. Yet again.

"You know the minute you enter that room there is going to be blood shed. So I think it's best if i just go in there and deal with it. This is John, not some stranger. I can handle it."

He said his goodbyes then and started walking down the hallway from which they had just come from. Before he could make it very far though, she called out to him again. "Thank you Sean."

He just nodded and went on his way without so much as another look behind him. She watched him go and when he was finally safely on the elevator she turned back toward the door she was now about to enter. It was time for her to make John face the music and she wasn't looking forward to it no matter what way you shook it.

This was going to be the next step in what had always been one hell of a hard relationship. She only hoped she could keep her chin up and do what had to be done. She had her kids to think about. It wasn't just her anymore.

Sliding the key card into the slot and seeing the green light blinking she pushed open the door that was now unlocked and made her way silently in. She wasn't sure what she was going to say; where she was going to begin but she knew there was no more turning back. There was no running away from what was going to be the hardest thing her heart had ever handled.

"Trish? Is that you?"

As she came around the corner of the wall to where the bed awaited and John sitting alone on top of it, looking again like the man she really loved, she sighed inwardly to herself. Damn this was going to be even harder now that there wasn't a girl there with him.

She had so much she wanted to yell at him. Ask him where he had been overnight and just why he hadn't thought to get in touch with her? Why he was pulling away from her at a time when they should be banding together, but all of it seemed lost to her as she just stood staring him in the eyes.

The eyes she had fallen in love with, the shade of blue different from her own, reminiscent of his heritage and making her remember just how innocent he had been when they had gotten together so long ago. She pushed the thoughts away as he stood and made his way over to her, attempting to put his arms around her and bring her close to him. She couldn't allow him to believe for a second that it was alright.

She pulled away and made her way further into the room, her back to him the entire time. She couldn't pretend she hadn't witnessed what she had earlier.

"Trish what is going on? Is something wrong?" He asked, again coming toward her, attempting to get close to her. The same man that only a couple of hours earlier she had seen making out with a woman who looked almost identical to her, but that was not her.

"Where the hell have you been John? Do you realize what kind of hell you put me through when you left the office and turned your cell off?"

So much for approaching this rational and calmly. She thought to herself once the words had flown out of her mouth. She hadn't mean to attack him this way but damn it there was no hiding her severe displeasure at this entire situation anymore.

"I ended up in a bar. Is that what you wanted to hear Trish? Yeah I find out that my brother is really alive and I head back to the one place that can kill me. I get that you're probably mad about that and you have every reason to be. I'm sorry I didn't call you."

She rolled her eyes, not letting his apology settle in her heart the way he was obviously hoping that it would. He needed to tell her everything and only then could she sort out the mess that was now again her life.

"Did you fuck her?"

His eyes went wide then, as if she had stepped inside his mind and found out just what he had been trying to hide this entire time. If he had been hoping that if he didn't think of it then it would just not have happened he had another thing coming.

"Did I fuck who? Trish! What the hell has gotten into you?"

"DID YOU FUCK HER? THE TRAMP YOU BROUGHT BACK HERE TWO HOURS AGO!"

His face fell then when he suddenly realized that she knew everything. There was no words to get him out of this now and that realization was finally hitting home. He either told her the truth of what had really happened now or have her find out another way. An even more painful way.

Damn it I don't want to tell her because she is going to walk out on me and I can't blame her. I want to walk out on myself.

"Answer me John. Did you or did you not sleep with the blond I saw you with just a few hours ago when you came back into OUR hotel with her?"

It was now do or die time. He knew this was all his fault, that there really was no hiding it and definitely no going back in time to make it all stop. He had done the one thing he swore he would never do after finding out about Trish and Jeff when he had been locked away. He had cheated on her and in the process, ruined the only thing that mattered more to him then life itself.

There was certainly no way that he could get her to forgive him now. He just had to live with the consequences.

"Yes Trish alright? I slept with her. I know it's not an excuse but I was drunk and it didn't mean a damn thing. Once the booze wore off I kicked her out."

Her tears; the ones she had been trying to hide so well since walking into the room came then. She hadn't really known if they had slept together and she had been under the impression he would never walk that thin line. But as she lived and breathed now he had just told her he had betrayed her and their children together and given in to another woman. Drunk or not that was the end of everything she had ever believed to be true about the two of them. There really was no going back.

Which made the next words out of her mouth even harder to say. But she opened her mouth and said them and as she did she felt the pain take complete hold, ripping her heart forever in two.

"It doesn't matter John. It's over. Consider yourself single. You can now FUCK whoever you want. I no longer care."