Disclaimer: I own none of the individuals that work in the WWE. I am the sole of owner of Celeste. Special thanks to Seyajany! Thank you for helping me with my writer's block and giving me thoughtful insight.
Chapter 11 - And the Celebration continues…
John Cena was the first to enter the bar with his girlfriend Nikki Bella, her sister Brie Bella, and her boyfriend, Celeste's trainer Daniel Bryan. Randy Orton appeared solo, trailing from the back. Nikki noticing Eve, grabbed her sister's hand and headed for Eve and Celeste's table thinking they could get them to share their space with their group. Eve got along fine with Brie as did most people in the company, she was well liked. Her doppelganger on the other hand, was thought of differently. Ever since Nikki became involved with John, she became less tolerable than normal.
The guys retrieved an empty table and moved them together to create a larger space for the group. When they finished, John ordered a round of drinks for the table. Nikki snuggled up to him, impressed that her man had money to show he was a big spender.
Surveying the club and skeptical of the scantily clad local rats, Nikki scrunched her nose disapprovingly. "This place is dump!" Nikki exclaimed as she tightened her hold on John's arm, claiming him as property.
"Nikki, don't be like that. You've done nothing but complain all damn day!" Brie appeared embarrassed by her sister's remark and turned away from her. Daniel put his arm around her to comfort her and help ease her out of her angry mood.
"She's like the Energizer bunny," Randy mumbled as he glared at Nikki, exasperated he had to listen to her complain from the moment they picked her and her sister up from the hotel to the hour and a half drive it took to get to the bar.
John whispered something to Nikki causing her to close her mouth and say nothing more for a while. This moment was far from an isolated incident. John often had to correct her childish behavior, which could occur at the most inopportune moments.
Randy and Daniel both looked relieved to have silence from their friend's latest squeeze. Nikki and Brie were quite the prize to be had visually, however much like his then marriage, John received the short end of the stick. He received the loud, greedy, and self-absorbed twin. Randy tried to warn him he should leave her be as she had some gold digging ways. However, like most men when a woman proves she can bring her legs up by her earlobes, most men can't help but give said woman their last dime. Randy couldn't fault him much as he had been known to suffer from the same affliction.
"Baby, this place is interesting…no I'm sorry, but this whole atmosphere is crap! You are John fucking Cena and you sure as hell don't roll in the gutter like this!" Nikki pouted.
Randy appeared exasperated as he exchanged looks with Eve who tried to stifle a laugh over Nikki's immaturity. "If I wanted to hear this much griping I would call my ex wife!" he mumbled.
"Actually, I have a great idea. Give me a few minutes" John replied as he stepped away to make a phone call. Evidently, whatever Nikki wanted, she got and John was only too happy to oblige. Celeste was taken aback by her whiny nature and John's willingness to please Nikki.
Celeste caught Eve's attention and pointed her towards the dance floor. Naomi was dancing between Stephen and Nick Nemeth better known as Dolph Ziggler. Naomi caught her friends watching and made a silly face causing the 2 girls to giggle. The girls whooped and hollered as Stephen backed it up on Naomi. Celeste was happy to see Naomi in a better mood and getting to enjoy herself with Stephen.
Eve touched Celeste on the arm and nodded towards the direction of the bathroom. Celeste took Eve's purse from her and dug within her own to blot the oil and perspiration from her face. Fishing within her bag, she located a few items to touch up her makeup.
"Whew! I feel so much better right now. I think I'm cutting myself off for the night and loading up on water," Eve made sure her dress was a respectable length and headed for the sink to wash her hands.
"Hey, I wanted to ask you what was up with that girl Nikki? Her sister seems cool, but Nikki is coming off money hungry and stuck on status," Celeste replied touching up her lip-gloss. There wasn't a big age difference between Eve and Celeste, but Eve was experienced in the ways of the WWE and Celeste looked to her as a mentor.
"Darling Nikki, yes indeed. Her story is a common one. You'll notice most of the Divas will hitch themselves to wrestlers or men who have some sort of status within the company. She lucked out getting the top of the line in John. She is just trying to make him put a ring on it to secure her future. It's not my thing to do, but I understand it." Eve retrieved her purse from Celeste to touch up the liner around her gray eyes.
"Ah, I see. Divas don't make much money do we?" Celeste asked curious as to what her future would look like several years down the road.
"I've been blessed to journey the world many times over. I can go to any continent and have people recognize my face and know my name. Not many people can say that," Eve reflected upon the fame she worked so hard to achieve.
Eve raised an eyebrow to be sarcastic, "It isn't a bad living either, but it's nowhere near the money the guys make. We picked a very hard business to break into, a harder business to be successful in, and the hardest business to have a continued success after the body and mind goes south. Plot your career path carefully Celeste."
"At least the upside for her is John is towards the end of his career so he won't have the same grueling schedule he has now. She won't have to worry about infidelity as much. She'll probably have a nice little life going on when he leaves the WWE," remarked Celeste as she checked her phone for messages.
"You think?" Eve scoffed. "I think we're looking at a Hall of Famer in him. Even if we don't see him in the ring I can see him doing a lot backstage working with the younger talent, possibly booking matches. I think that puts him in an even higher position of power and all those up and coming Divas—he's going to be like catnip. Ah yeah, those girls will surely devour him," Eve lightly laughed a bit not from meanness but irony. If Nikki believed she was working hard to keep women away from her man, she didn't realize the battle she would soon face.
"She believes she's fighting now, but she doesn't even know what she's really in for. That's really sad," Celeste glanced at John's female fans who appeared to foam at the mouth just to be in the same vicinity as he.
Celeste and Eve headed back to the table to see John's progress on their plans for the night. As she looked at Nikki, she felt bad for her as she watched her mean mug several girls who accosted John for pictures and autographs. Within Nikki she saw someone who would rather be dependent on a man then have her own. It made her think about what kind of Diva she needed to be to obtain the type of success she desired and to maintain longevity she longed to have.
John signed his last autograph and took his last picture, then headed back to the table.
"Okay guys, we're all set to go. Let's give Celeste here a taste of star treatment! WWE Raw style. No one's driving home tonight. It's all taken care of." John grinned pleased with himself for making what he believed were amazing plans for the night.
John gestured for a server and ordered a round of shots for their entourage before heading to their next destination. Nikki's demeanour changed from jealousy to gloating as she revelled in her boyfriend's power and willingness to show money was no expense.
John took a shot and handed it to Nikki. "Now everybody, take a shot before I tell you what I have up my sleeve!" He announced mischievously as he rubbed his hands together as if he was internally thinking of a diabolical plan.
Not too soon after, several WWE interns met the group outside of the club to retrieve any car keys to take rental cars back to the hotel.
John glanced from one intern to the next as he inquired if his requests were fulfilled. "Did you bring the other items I asked for?" Nikki wrapped herself in John's arms and lay her head in his chest as she secretly smiled listening to him be assertive.
One of the interns nervously stepped forward, "Mr. Cena, Nick and Melissa, the other interns will meet you at the laser tag facility. They're picking up the other items as we speak."
"Great! You do good work," John gave the Hollywood smile he so effortlessly pulled out of his pocket at a whim.
Celeste marvelled at how far John's power extended, not just within the WWE Universe but also to small towns. She never would have guessed John had people everywhere jumping thru hoops for his benefit. To a degree, she now understood how Nikki became accustomed to the lifestyle John provided her. She now understood why Nikki fought tooth and nail to maintain the lifestyle.
After they all piled into a Hummer Limo that a fan hooked him up with, John finally shared his brilliant idea for a fun, bonding night with the group.
"Alright, so one of my business associate has a brother in law who owns this city's only Laser Tag arcade. Anyway, he cleared the whole place for us." He waited for their enthusiastic response, but only received groans and complaints, so he tried to convince them again.
"Just think about it. WWE's finest plus alcohol and multi-colored laser guns! We can even have girls versus guys teams in honour of Celeste's pushing the gender barriers. Unless you guys are chickens of course?" John played on the girls sense of never turning down the opportunity to show women as superior.
"Urgh!" Nikki groaned. "I would have preferred to bowl over laser tag."
"I have to agree, I think laser tag would be an unfair advantage," Brie added.
"Excuse me?" Brian coughed out. "You don't think bowling would've been an unfair advantage? You guys just want to bend over and show us your ass to distract us. Especially this one over here," pointing in Brie's direction.
Brie tightened her eyes seductively; "Whatever it takes to win..." she placed a smooch on his cheek.
Celeste chimed in, "There's still an unfair advantage going on. Randy is an ex-Marine and you're in action movies using guns. John, you've used guns on movies sets too. Daniel I know you hunt and Stephen, I don't know if you have a history with guns."
Randy started laughing, "You are taking this way too serious, it's not like we're going to have some sort of formation in place, we're going to go easy on you. You're going to have a vest on with X number of lives. Think of it as playing another version of tag. Just don't get hit. It's really simple."
"What about Eve? She won the reality show doing military activities. I think we're on an even playing field. I have faith we're gonna whip your tails," Naomi reached over to give her Eve a high five to solidify the girl power in the vehicle.
"Well I for one am excited. All these beautiful ladies, movement in the dark..." Stephen added as his attention remained focused on Naomi as he playfully grinned. Dances with his crush and now a chance for further interaction with Naomi, Stephen thought the night was turning into something quite special.
Naomi raised both of her eyebrows as she pointed a manicured finger in Stephen's direction, "Listen Brogue Kick, the only thing going down in that facility is PG-13 types of activity."
"You sure about that? I think some of us are going for that 'R' rating about now..." Eve nodded in John and Nikki's direction, as they seemed to block out everyone else in the vehicle, as they enjoyed a bit of intimacy.
Upon hearing silence, John's eye opened and looked around the vehicle and discovered they were giving a bit of show. He whispered to Nikki and helped her straighten her dress to cover herself.
Her sister looked at her angrily as she noticed her sister failed to wear underwear again. This practice had become a common practice since she became John's main squeeze. She consistently warned her twin her 'availability' didn't mean she had a lock on John and his fidelity.
"What?" Nikki squeaked out as she and Brie traded an unspoken twin conversation. Brie shook her head that her sister didn't heed her words from previous conversations. In Brie's mind her sister was sacrificing self respect for the prospect of being Mrs. John Cena.
Celeste silently watched the family drama transpire as she realized this situation could easily be her. She could someday become Nikki, and lose herself to keep a man at all costs. Then her mind wandered as she questioned if Phil would be a cheater like Roman. Celeste had to disconnect herself from her own negative thoughts and get out of her own way. She worked hard to have a memorable night and didn't want to ruin her own success with a Debbie Downer moment. A nudge on her leg released her from her self-imposed negativity.
"What?" she looked to Randy for an explanation as she thought she caught the end of statement he said to her.
"I said, you know we're going to wipe the floor with you. All over this town!" Randy smirked and looked at Celeste as he trashed talked her. Celeste's look of defiance ignited a thought within Randy.
"You dare contradict me lil' missy? Care to make a wager on if the guys beat the girls?" Randy asked trying to drum up some fire for this competition.
"No, but I do care to make a wager against you. You versus me. Here's my wager, if I win I get to apply your finishing move to you in the ring, during a pay per view, whenever the Shield competes against you," Celeste cryptically waged.
"Do you realize if I allow you to do that, I'm going to appear weak because I was taken out by a girl!" He felt putting her over would somehow diminish everything he was and what he worked to be. Randy prided himself on being the cold, calculating character known as the Viper.
"You're not going to appear weak. You're going to be perceived as a team player for putting over a co-worker like many have done and currently do for you throughout your career," Celeste stated her case. If she could RKO him, that would solidify her character as being dangerous and tough, worthy to play with the big boys.
Thunderous laughter erupted from Randy as he sought confirmation from John that Celeste was crazy as they come. John shrugged his shoulders and pointed to his arm alluding Celeste was no joke. As he glanced back to her, he found his voice, "You're serious? You really think I am going to allow you to put my finishing move on me...for the whole world to see? You are bat shit crazy lady!"
"No Randy. I expect you let me RKO if I shoot you first. Here are our rules. We both have once chance to hit the other. You know what happens if I win, but if you win...I'll take a RKO, at a pay per view when you and my boys hook it up. Are you game or is KFC in the house tonight?" Celeste held her hand out waiting for him to agree to the terms."
"Shake on it. Shake on it. Shake on it." Daniel started the chant and continued until everyone in the vehicle jumped in on the chant.
"Okay! Okay! Looks like we have a deal." Randy shook her hand agreeing to the terms and conditions.
Celeste disregarded his smug attitude as nothing fired her up as someone telling her she couldn't accomplish something. Randy Orton didn't know what she was capable of, but he soon would.
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