A/N: Slight non-con.

CHAPTER 10

"So much for having a fun night." Lily said a half hour later, sitting on John's hotel room bed; leaning back against the headboard with an ice compress to her cheek. She pulled it away, flexed her jaw and winced. Tentatively, feeling the spot she let out a small sigh. "It's gone down, bet it looks like hell though."

It sure hurt like hell.

"Think Mark would believe me if I told him I accidentally got whacked while we were out? Nah… he'd blame you." She raked both hands through her loose hair, knowing Mark was going to see it; she couldn't avoid him until it went away.

Sadly.

"Maybe you should try telling him the truth?" John suggested, groaning when the compress was thrown at his head. "Was that REALLY necessary?"

She shot him a look.

Nodding, he sighed. "Okay, it was, that was a stupid suggestion. Sorry." He cracked a grin and moved onto the bed, lying beside her. "I still can't believe Matt did that. What did you to piss him off that bad?"

Sighing, Lily recounted the entire conversation. "He told me I was 'Taker's whore, that I picked the worst person in the locker room and then shoved him in my brother's faces. I make him sick, etc etc etc. told me this wasn't high school. I called him a jealous fool, told him to grow up and that he was just pissed I could make a relationship work." She sighed again. "And that if I had been Amy, I'd of fucked around on him too because he's nothing but a little boy. That would be when he lost it."

"Oh shit." John winced at the reference to Amy. "Did you mention Adam?"

She nodded.

"Boy when you hit below the belt, you hit hard."

"I try."

"Even though, he had no right hitting you. I'll whoop his ass for you."

Lily felt absolutely zero remorse for what she had said. He wanted to call her a whore and all the rest, well then, she'd show him how much of a bitch she could be. "No, nobody is going to touch him. He's putting… whatever his drama is, over his family and he's not even worth the time anymore." She placed her hand over his. "Besides, Mark's eventually going to find out, let him do the hurting. You're too cute for jail or prison, you wouldn't last a day sweet cheeks."

"I'm not going to let him get away with hitting you." John said, trying not to smile at her joke, squeezing her hand. "It's just gonna be a match, though I'm going to do SOMETHING to him. Maybe pop his arm out of socket…. He could use a vacation after all the hell he's been causing you."

"Fair enough. Now let's hope Mark's temper keeps in check and he doesn't come hunting me up after two." Yawning, Lily stretched out on the bed, her shoes off and still in her pants –well, Jeff's pants but same difference- and tank top. "You sure I can sleep here, John? I might snore."

Chuckling softly, he nodded. "Sure honey, you can sleep with me anytime."

Lily promptly smacked him.

Snorting, John pulled her against him, then pulled the sheet over them. "Get some sleep, Lil." He yawned, knowing Mark would be blowing a gasket since she wasn't coming to his room that night but John didn't really care either.

***

Lily woke up with a groan, wondering why Mark was spooning with her. She always wound up on his chest. When she realized she was in clothes, there was a problem. It took several seconds to remember what had happened, her face giving a twinge to remind her.

Slowly, she rolled over to her other side; smirking when John frowned. Reaching out, she traced her finger down his nose; grinning when he wiggled it and did it all over again.

"Damn fly, go away." John grunted, tightening his hold on her, snorting. "Goddamn fly…" He smacked himself in the face to kill it, only to groan in pain, having hit his nose full force. "Fuck!"

Lily was giggling madly as he rolled out of the bed with a thud.

"Oh man, that fucking hurt…." He looked up, blinking sleep out of his eyes. "You're not funny."

"Oh come on man, that was hilarious."

"Sure it was. I have to go make sure my nose isn't broken."

Laughing, she rolled out of bed and followed him into the bathroom; perching herself on the counter while he peered into the mirror. "It's not broken John, just squashed." She giggled, rolling her eyes when he groaned. "Come here you baby, let me look." She tugged him between her legs, gently feeling his nose. "Nope, not broken. Though it was funny as hell seeing you smash it."

"Yeah, hilarious." He snorted, the area around his nose red, letting loose with a string of curses. "That wasn't a smart idea."

When Lily wouldn't stop laughing, John began tickling her.

"How do you like it, huh?"

Shoving him away, she hopped down and ran for the bedroom, John right behind her. She let out a shriek when he pinned her to the bed, her hands winding up over her head; being held at the wrist.

"No more, John!" Lily shrieked, squirming to get away from him. "It's not MY fault you keep hurting yourself!" She was beginning to cry from laughing so hard. "Cenana, I'm going to get you for this! No more, stop tickling me1 Stop!" Lily's green eyes were wide, becoming breathless from laughing. "I'll super glue your hand to your dick!"

He promptly stopped only to bury his face in her neck, blowing raspberries which made her laugh all the more harder. "What was that?" He murmured, only pulling back after she threatened to put Nair in his shampoo. Growling playfully, John pulled her tank up to blow more raspberries on her stomach. Hearing her laughing was awesome, especially after the horrible night she had had, not stopping his playful assault. "You know, if you just apologize, this will all stop."

"No!" Lily couldn't pull his hair, he kept it buzz cut short. "I'll tweak your nose!" She threatened, trying to push his head away; giggling like a helpless child. She drew her legs up, gently kneeing his head. "Don't make me hurt you, I'll do it! John! Fine, fine! I give, I surrender, I'm sorry, you win!" She gasped. "Oh yuck… you drooled on me."

Chuckling, John wiped it away; his eyes locking with hers. Knowing this was definitely the most stupid thing he would ever do but unable to stop himself anyway, he dipped his head; gently kissing her. Even though he would probably be murdered by her dangerous boyfriend, he had to know, know what her lips tasted like; what they felt like, just once.

Lily could only stare at him, feeling his lips beginning to demand that she return his kiss. His lashes were long and brushed against his skin when he closed his eyes. This was different from Mark's kisses, maybe it was her.

Hesitantly, she placed her hands on either side of his head, pushing him away. "John?" She whispered, the confusion plain as day in her eyes.

Where had this come from?

Granted, their playful positions a few minutes ago might have something to do with it but as far as she had known, John had never looked at her as anything but a sister. After a moment, Lily leaned forward and hesitantly kissed him.

Then came the heavy banging on the door.

John groaned as he pulled away from her, not believing she had initiated that second kiss. He pressed a quick kiss to her before getting off the bed, walking over to peek out the spy hole. "Shit…" He mouthed, pressing his back to the door and wiped his lips off as if it could clear away the evidence. "It's Mark." He mouthed when she shot him a look, feeling his stomach roiling at her expression.

"Open the fucking door, Cena!"

"Fuck…" John muttered, trying to calm Lily down. Clearing his throat, he shot her one last look before opening the door; realizing a second too late he was in nothing but a pair of boxers. That wasn't good. "What's up, 'Taker?"

"Where's Lily?" Mark demanded, his eyes narrowing when she appeared. He instantly took in her tousled expression then spotted the bruise on her cheek. Gruffly, he pulled her through the archway, against him; examining it. "Who did this?"

"Matt." She whispered, unable to lie to him. Avoid him, yes. Lie to him, no. She could feel Mark's body trembling against hers and knew he was about to go off and kill her brother. "Mark, please, calm down." Lily wrapped her arms around him, pressing against him. "This is why I stayed away all night, I didn't want you doing something irrational. Calm down, Mark." She sincerely hoped John was putting on boxers.

"I'm going to kill him, Liliana." Mark said calmly, using her full name just to emphasize how serious he was. "I'll even do it in the ring so it's chalked up to an accident."

She shivered.

He gave John a once over, extending a hand as he wrapped his free arm around his girlfriend's shoulders. "Thank you for watching over her."

John felt sick to his stomach but took the offered hand anyway, resentfully wondering what would have happened if they hadn't been interrupted. His heart plummeted to his knees when a powerful pull jerked him into Mark's chest.

"If you ever kiss her again," Mark squeezed John's hand to the point of almost snapping a few fingers. "I will break you."

***

Lily felt like throwing up. She had been caught, well, no. It was just a simple kiss, right? A simple… passionate, demanding kiss that she couldn't believe had come from John. She stepped into Mark's room when he opened the door, turned to stare at him and licked her lips nervously. She inwardly groaned, no wonder he knew, they were still puffy.

On the bright side, John had gotten away with a warning and all his fingers.

Mark held up a hand when she tried to speak, pointing to the bathroom and followed her. "Sit." He ordered gruffly.

Lily watched as he procured a small tube from the counter, perched on the edge of the toilet seat, trying still not to hurl. She briefly glimpsed topical written on the tube, knowing it was some kind of pain killer.

"It'll make the pain less noticeable." He murmured as he applied it to her cheek. When he had finished, Mark capped the tube and walked right back out, dropping down on the bed.

He was right, her cheek was numb. But that didn't stop Lily from worrying. She had expected his anger, not this. Maybe he was changing? Hesitantly, she followed him out to the bedroom, moving to stand by the edge of the bed. "Mark?" She whispered, wishing he would look at her, do something. When he didn't look away from the ceiling, she crawled onto the bed; kneeling beside him. "Mark, please, look at me."

"What do you want, Lily?" He asked, his voice still calm, not looking at her. The anger was radiating off of him though he was struggling to keep himself from taking it out on her. Oh no, he'd take it out on her brother.

And John.

Mark could literally feel his blood beginning to boil as he thought of John kissing her, and her ENJOYING it. Closing his eyes, he took a few calming breaths.

That didn't calm him down at all.

Inwardly groaning, Lily moved so she was sitting astride him and moved his face so he had to look at her, or close his eyes. This might not be the best of moves on her part but…

She could feel how tense Mark was under her, knowing he was trying to hide his rage. "Mark, it was a kiss." She said softly, her green eyes wide. "We were just joking around and it happened."

WHY couldn't she lie to him?

Gritting his teeth, Mark moved her off of him. His hands were shaking as he stood up from the bed, moving to stare out the window. "Just a kiss…" He echoed, the words coming out tonelessly. Though they left a horrible taste in his mouth, poisoning him from the inside out. "Did you enjoy it, Liliana?"

She recognized the tone now. It was quiet and calm, bad combination, especially when you factored in the use of her full name.

When she didn't answer, he knew she had and clenched his teeth; driving a fist through the window. He ignored her screams as the glass shattered.

Oh dear Christ in Heaven. Lily clamped both hands over her mouth to stop herself from screaming. She could see blood on his knuckles and hand where the glass had gotten him and paled. Against better judgment, she moved over to him, taking his hand in hers. "Mark, please, calm down! I did enjoy it." Her voice was full of shame and regret. "But I don't want him, I never did. I want you and only you! There's nobody else but you."

He shoved her away, not caring about his hand; green eyes dripping venom down at her. "You enjoyed it?"

Her head bobbed without her permission.

Mark was seeing nothing but red now, flipping the entire bed over in his rage. Her screams didn't register as he began destroying the hotel room, his violent temper fully unleashed.

Lily barely had time to duck when he hurled a lamp at her head.

"YOU FUCKING ENJOYED IT?"

"YES!" She screamed, arms covering her head protectively as she watched him out of tear filled, frightened eyes.

So THIS was what everyone had warned her about!

"DO YOU WANT ME TO LIE?"

Which was the problem. If she could lie, he wouldn't be destroying the room and scaring the hell out of her.

She cringed when he bent down and grabbed her wrists, unwillingly standing so her arms didn't pop out of their sockets. "Mark, stop! I'm sorry! I don't want him, I swear! It's you I love!"

Snarling angrily, Mark pinned her to the wall. In seconds he had divested her of her pants and unfastened his jeans, pushing them impatiently down his hips.

She loved him. She just admitted it.

He felt both relieved and angry, the anger currently overtaking all rational thought though. "Prove it." He whispered harshly in her ear as he slid inside of her, not caring that she wasn't ready; that she was dry and unwilling. He didn't give her time to adjustment, just pounded her as hard and fast as he could. "Is John's dick this good, huh?" He taunted. "IS IT?"

"NO!" She screamed, squirming against him. it hurt, oh did it hurt. For the first few minutes. She hadn't been wet, which was a first when it came to him and saying she was uncomfortably would be putting it mildly. After those first painful minutes, her body began responding to him; to his anger and violence, startling her.

Blinded by his rage, he kept up the brutal pace; hearing her sobbing though it didn't affect him. Then he looked down at her face, guilt crashing over him. "Lily…" Mark whispered, the anger diminishing only to be replaced with his own taste of guilt. He immediately began making love to her, trying to right his wrong. He couldn't believe she had admitted to enjoying her illicit kiss with Cena but that still gave him no excuse for raping her. He couldn't stop himself from finishing what he had started though, only now he was being considerate of her.

Lily held onto him tightly, her face hidden in his shoulder. When she came, it was earth shattering as usual, though at the same time it didn't feel right. She didn't look up when he came in her, feeling his entire body sagging and grunted when he leaned into her, the wall and him sandwiching her. "Jeff…" She whispered suddenly.

"LILIANA! MY TWIN SENSE IS GOING OFF!" Jeff shouted, banging on the door a second later.