Accidentally In Love.

Chapter 10 : What the f?

Tossing and Turning around the bed with covers wrapping as if she were a mummy around her. The tightness of the grip woke this Blonde up. Green orbs appeared with the release of her eyes. All of a sudden, she noticed her surroundings. Not very familiar, except for the clothes on the floor. The Playboy Cover Girl lifted the covers to bare with the sight of not only her own body, but the one next to her. His body was turned the opposite side, so she couldn't tell who it was in an instant. She grabbed him by the shoulders making him turn straight and meet face to face with the ceiling.

" Ahh!!! Oh My god!" she screamed in the highest pitched voice. She pounded her fists onto the springy bed only to be greeted by a clueless John Cena.

" Why are you screaming! And in my hotel room!" he yelled over her voice causing her to lower her tone.

" L-Look under the covers."

He reached for the covers and saw his nudity next to Ashley.

" What the fuck!"

" I know, I'm in shock!"

" What the fuck!"

" Shit man, we were drunk weren't we?"

" What the fuck!"

Ashley rolled her eyes in anger as John repeated the same exact phrase over and over.

" You know what John, if that's all you're going to say, I'm leaving and not discussing this." she said grabbing her clothes and quickly slipping them on. She pulled her hair up and shut the door behind her. John continued to sit in the bed confused and feeling mixed emotions.

" Should I be happy or angry, or what!" he thought. " I slept with my best friend, Ashley, now what!"

He got out of bed and continued getting ready to go eat breakfast and hang out with the guys. How would he deal with this? There was nothing he could say. Only What the fuck?. It was a difficult position and his friendship was kicked up a notch while they were drunk. Was it in reality, or in the smooth kiss they shared with a liquor scent escaping their lips?

" What's going on, you left us last night at the club alone." Lillian started as the divas gathered around Ashley in the Latina Ring Announcer's hotel room.

Ashley shrugged with the event in the back of her mind.

" John got insanely drunk so I had to take him back to his room."

" Oh really? Because last night, you seemed drunk yourself." Candice suspected rubbing her chin.

" Don't be silly, yeah I had a drink or two, I was just a tiny bit tipsy. Not overboard."

" Oh I get it, then why did you stay with John the whole entire night?"

" Because when that boy is drunk, well, he gets very hyper and can cause trouble."

" Mhm, Yeah." they all mumbled knowing what Ashley was explaining wasn't the whole truth. She would come clean sooner or later.

" I feel so disgusting right now!" Ashley complained acknowledging the crinkled outfit she had on with makeup smudged on her face.

" I know and your breathe is too!" Mickie gestured her hand upward laughing at her friend.

" haha, thank you." she said.

She grabbed her clothes, and toiletries and made her way to the bathroom. Locking the door, her face appeared in the mirror. Her eyes looked so sad and disappointed at herself. She lied to her friends, and did something that could involve some serious consequences. What frightened her the most was being pregnant. Did he use protection? Ashley didn't know. Turning the shower on she stripped off her clothes and took a long soothing shower. As she finished, she got out of the shower and put on some clothes. A black tee shirt, some blue jeans, and black flats. She blow dried her hair, and kept it straight. Some ebony eyeliner and touch up was the only makeup she applied. Exiting the bathroom, she was met by her three mates. The all smiled at her as they were all ready to go out.

" So what are we doing today?" asked Ashley setting her things back into her bag.

" Oh well, we were actually going to hang out with the boys today." The Women's Champion started stroking her brunette locks.

" Sweet, where we all heading?"

" I don't know, maybe to the mall or something."

" Who is going?"

" Me, Lillian, Mickie, Bob, JTG, You, and John." she said. Ashley nodded uncertain if she really wanted to hang out with them.

John was there, the man she was angry with at this moment.

" I don't think I want to go." Ashley cleared her throat.

" Why not!" the girls whined.

" I feel like chilling out at the room, get my thoughts clear and stuff." the 2005 diva search winner declared.

" Seriously Ash, do you really want to stay here all by yourself. All of us are going out."

" Okay, I'll go." she finished snatching her cell phone and shoving into her back pocket.

The four girls left the hotel room, and met the guys down at the dining room at the hotel. There at the table we had Bobby, Kenny, JTG, and John.

Ashley puffed her cheeks in a weary sigh and tried to not stare at the man she was in bed with earlier. In contrast, Orton's competitor couldn't keep his turquoise eyes off the girl.

They all sat at the table and began to talk. It was like a brick wall was built between the two friends.

" Shut Up JTG, you did not get chosen to be in Hurricane Chris' video." Candice laughed.

" Shawty, no lie, ya'll going to see me there yah heard!" he told the group showing off his grillz. Ashley let out a laugh and stroked her hair.

" I can't wait to see you in that video." commented the former psycho.

" So John, how do you feel about Summer Slam being this Sunday." a voice from behind interrupted the perky group. John got up from his seat and met face to face with the Legend Killer himself.

" I feel confident enough to put you in your place." taunted the Champ.

" Your funny Cena, because the last time I checked, I'm the one who will be putting you in your place." he shot back.

Torrie was behind him wearing a black metallic belt top along with some white pants matching with her black knee boots. She had a mean but innocent grin on her face.

" How about you Ash, ready to see John lose?" Torrie said staring at the Punkie. The blonde beauty stood up from the chair and got all up on Wilson's face.

" In your dreams. Sweetie, John is going to kick your boyfriend's ass. I'm going to kick your ass outside of those ropes at Summer Slam if you get near interfering!"

" Oh really? We will see about that won't we. In a match, I requested to Mr. McMahon." she said " Lets call it a Bra And Panties match for a shot at the Women's title."

" Since when?" Candice added in confused.

" Well, After raw after a bit of persuading, he gave in for the match. So Ash, your beat, and Candice that belt is going to be mine." warned Torrie before walking away with her boyfriend.

" What has gotten into her. She used to be such a goody good. Now she's a Blonde Bitch!" an angry Brunette lashed out.

" Calm Down Candy, the only way she will get a chance at your belt is by getting through me. and chances are its going to a tough and brutal night for her." Ashley assured rubbing her hands together.

" You girls are angry?" a sort of lost said Dystkra. " Because of what Torrie said?"

" No shit sherlock!" Lashley slapped the back of his head. John shook his head thinking of the encounter he had with his former best friend.

" Randy isn't coming out of Continental Airlines Arena with my belt I guarantee you. " the Boston Native admitted to the group. Ashley stared at him and couldn't believe the events that have been occurring so far.

Later that day.

The friends were chilling at the park nearby the hotel. They all sat together, but different conversations rose with different people.

" So, John, what happened to you last night?" asked Lashley.

" Uh, nothing, Ashley got drunk so I had to take her to my room."

" For real? You looked drunk also."

" No, I wasn't maybe just a bit."

" Why did you stay with the diva the whole night?"

" First it was my room, and second if I let her out she would get into some trouble."

" Oh I see. Why haven't you two talked today?"

" I don't know." John mumbled glancing at the laughing diva across near the slide.

The divas

" Ashley, please tell us what's wrong." Mickie pleaded seeing the horror in her friend's eyes.

" There is nothing wrong." she lied going down the slide.

" Yes there is, you and John haven't spoke at all today, that is weird."

" So what if we haven't spoke. Its none of your buisness."

" Sorry, I was just asking." the engaged woman said leaving her friend alone.

" Ash, what's your problem!" Lillian started.

" Nothing okay!"

" Yes there is! you never give us attitude."

" Look I'm sorry for snapping. I have a lot on my mind."

" If you need to take all that stuff out of your mind. Remember I'm here for you." comforted the Latina. Ashley nodded giving a fake smile.

" Thanks Lil, so how are you and Bob doing?" she questioned changing the subject.

" To tell you the truth not so good."

" What why? You two seem so happy!"

" Ash, can I trust you?"

" Absouloutly I'm here for you like your here for me."

Lillian sighed and rubbed her face.

" Shad and me are kind of flirting a lot, and Bob is getting suspicious. I mean I like Lashley alot. But there is something about Shad that just makes me feel like a cloud. All loose and carefree."

Ashley bit her bottom lip and shook her head not knowing what to say to her.

" I don't knwo what to say. All I can say is be careful of the choices you make. Because if you make one choice it can backfire and you will regret it. Or a choice that will work out.. Please think of what you are doing Lillain. Don't lead both on."

" I understand that but ugh!" she moaned. " This is so confusing."

" its okay Lil." Ashley confided. " I know you'll make the right decision. "

Lilian nodded before setting her eyes on her current boyfriend. He was everything, but somehow another man was close to claiming her heart. She wanted to be happy, but if she left Bobby would she?

The group gets together.

All of them sat in a circle on the wet grass just talking about random things. Ashley sat across John and felt as if his eyes were on her the whole time. It was hard to ignore him for a whole day. They would usually talk morning and night. Today was the first day in about three years they haven't spoke. She remembered the first time she met John. It was the day she was going to find out who won the diva search.

The two diva search finalists waited near the curtain for " Be Yourself" by AudioSlave blare through the large speakers in the arena. One finalist was very nervous shaking from the top to bottom. Her teeth clattered together as if she were cold. She prayed that she was the winner and that the fans loved her so much. It had been a long two months and it would be horrible for her to be the loser in this situation. This finalist heard footsteps make their way toward her and her number one enemy at this moment.

He spoke with a spinning belt on his shoulder.

" So you two are the finalists correct?" he started.


" Yeah, and you must be the WWE champion." Ashley Massaro replied with a grin.

" You got that right. Whichever of you ladies are the winners, listen to me. You are preparing yourself for something big. This isn't just getting a pay check. You will be wrestling a lot, autograph signing, barely seeing your family, and waking up sore most mornings. Are you up to that huge load?" he explained.


" I don't know." the brunette next to the blonde said.

" Hell yeah! I know what I'm getting into. This means everything to me. I want to be the next WWE diva. Its my goal and my dream. If I don't get chosen, that sucks, but I will know who is the better woman. "

" You seem very confident and sure of your surroundings. I like that."

" Thanks. I better go, We better go actually." Ashley finished listening to the theme song play.

" Nice meeting you, Massaro." he ended with a wink.

End of Flashback

Ashley reminisced the memory like it was yesterday. Since then, John and her had talked more and soon set there way off the becoming friends. It could have been something more if Matt hadn't popped out of nowhere. To tell you the truth, she had liked John more than a friend. But she had to choose. Matt someone who could become something more and had asked her. Or John someone who was just a best friend and would probably never make his move. Boy, did she make an idiotic mistake. Hey, you learn from your mistakes the hard way. Thank god for the WWE Champion. If he hadn't come along, who knows how depressed she would be. He was always there to comfort her when she was sad, and was there to calm her down when she was very pissed. Now, where was he? Sitting across from her keeping his mouth shut. Everyone saw the peculiar reserved silence between the friends.

" Truth or Dare Ashley." her thoughts were broken by the question.

" Oh uh, dare."

" Okay, I dare you to eat this worm." Kenny chose picking up the slimy creature.

" Ewww! Fine." she never backed down from a dare. She took the worm and balanced it in the palm of her hand. All eyes were on, inpatient waiting for the Dirty Diva to stuff the critter down her throat.

" Here goes!" she shouted throwing it in her mouth. Her face looked as if she was about to throw up. Everyone began to laugh at her. Crunching the worm and she could hear its inside's pop. Down like liquid it went through her throat.

" Damn that's nasty!!!!" that sent chills down everyone's spines.

" What it taste like?" asked Mickie James.

" Well, salty with like expired ham." she compared shrugging her shoulders.

" Wow you got some guts doing that." Kenny responded nodding his head.

" Not really, anyone could do it." she mumbled putting her head down.

" Moving on, Mr. Cena its your turn." Candice turned to the smiling Champ. He was prepared for any challenge they would hand him. " Truth or Dare?"

" Lets decide, Dare." he obviously chose. The Women's Champion bit her bottom lip and arched her eyebrows.

" You need to act like one of us three divas. We got the makeup of course in our bags, so that will be your tool." she declared handing him the makeup bags. John rolled his eyes and couldn't look like someone who would back out of a challenge.

He hid behind a tree and got himself prepared. Cena grabbed his hat and flipped it the opposite way. Also some black eyeliner and mascara. Along with gray eyeshadow and tried to paint his nails with the black eyeliner. He drew stars on each one of his arms below the shoulders. John revealed his image to the group and received a ton of laughs. Ashley included, her face was bust chop red.

" Okay, so like I am an amazing Punk and won the 2005 diva search. My best male friend is the hottest man alive John Cena. Me and him are like peanut butter and jelly! I'm going to beat the shit out of that Blonde bimbo named Torrie, and then reveal my bra and pantie to the arena once I win! Matt Hardy is an ass and he will die!" he imitated the diva with the rock signs and everything.

" Oh my god John your hysterical!" Ashley finally spoke to him. " You throw flowers at yourself way too much."

" Its not my fault you call me the sexiest man alive." he mocked.

" Hm, let me see when I called you the sexiest man alive. Not last month, uh last year, no, wait never!" she shot back with a mischievous smirk.

" Massaro, you better watch yourself." he told her.

" Like I'm scared Cena." she answered with a giggle.

It was the first time they talked since the morning, The whole morning frenzy was ignored when they talked. Everything went back to normal for that one night. The friends sat and had fun. Both Cena and Massaro tried to erase last night and the morning.

Little did they know, there little accident would come back and haunt them.

next chapter : summer slam and talking to her woman best friend, the seven time women's champion, Trish Stratus

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