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Chapter 11: Summerslam

Summerslam

John Cena makes his way through the arena hallways to go make his entrance for the tag team match with Randy against the beloved team of Rey Mysterio and Evan Bourne. Randy's music hits and he comes out to a mixed reaction from the crowd. John hasn't seen or spoken to the Legend Killer all week. John stands in the gorilla position waiting for his theme song to hit so he can make his entrance. As much as he loved to go out and perform for the crowd, he was dreading this moment all week. Rey and Evan were two of the toughest performers to grace a ring. And John knew that he and Randy met their match with the high-flying duo. If John lost, Randy was sure to lose control and John knew this would result in a fight between them because John was reaching his breaking point. Someone taps John on the shoulder. He turns around and sees it's Trish.

Trish: You and Randy patch things up?

John: No. I haven't talked to him all week.

Trish: Me either. He's difficult to talk to. I'm not sure I even want to. He's a loose cannon. (John nods.)

John: That's why I'm not looking forward to teaming up with him tonight.

Trish: You want me to go out there? Maybe I'll be able to calm him down.

John: No. Stay back here. I don't want you going out there and we end up losing and Randy spazzes out and hurts you. At least this way he can't blame you for anything. You'll be safe back here. (Trish furrows her brow.)

Trish: We're a team Johnny. I have to go out there to support my boys...

John: No. Just... stay back here. Please. Randy's unpredictable and who knows what he'll do if he ends up getting mad. At least with you staying back here, I don't have to keep an eye out for you. All I have to focus on is the match and hopefully we win so I won't have to worry about Randy flipping out. (Trish sighs and nods.)

Trish: Fine. I'll stay back here. (John nods.)

John: Alright good. (John's theme song begins to play.)

John: See in a little while. (She gives him a hug.)

Trish: Good luck. (He lets go of her and heads towards the curtain.)

John: Thanks. (John walks out on the stage to a huge ovation from the crowd. He looks down the ramp and sees Randy glaring up at him. Past Randy is Rey and Evan Bourne standing on the opposite side of the ring from The Viper. John trudges down to the ring. The Hart Dynasty's music hits and everyone looks around in shock.)

Lilian Garcia: Ladies and gentleman, I have just been informed that Tyson Kidd and David Hart Smith were added to this match because of their victories over Fusion for the past couple of weeks. (John glances over at Randy who is grilling a hole through him angrily. John knew Randy blamed him for this. Now there was even more of a chance for Fusion to lose their titles.)

Lilian Garcia: Also, this match will be competed under tornado rules. (Tornado rules meant all 6 men would be in the ring at the same time and the tag teams wouldn't have to tag in and out. This meant that John and Randy's chances of coming out victorious were that much more slimmer. John sighs dreading for the ring bell.)

Bing!

There it was. The match was under way. After a long hard fought battle, John manages to hit Tyson with an F-U just as Randy hit David with an RKO. The Dynasty roll out of the ring being hurt. John turns around and Rey comes springing off the top rope and hits John with a missile drop kick sending him flying into the second ring rope setting him up for a perfect 619. Randy and Evan are battling each other. Rey bounces off the ring ropes opposite of John and uses all the momentum he can to hit John with a picture perfect 619 sending John falling flat on his back in the center of the ring. Evan jumps up and hits Randy with a well-placed kick to the back of the head knocking Randy to the mat. Rey points at Evan and they both get the same thought. Evan climbs up to the top rope preparing to hit John with a Shooting Star Press. Evan jumps off and goes sailing through the air but never connects with John. Instead, his face and head goes crashing into the mat as Randy caught him in mid-air with an RKO. Evan lays motionless on the canvas as Rey bounces off the ropes to hit Randy with a cross-body. Randy catches him in the air, tosses him up, and hits him with an RKO as well. Randy covers Rey for the 1...2...3. Randy stands up and holds his hands in the air in victory. He just saved John from a nasty and painful move as well as saving the match and winning keeping the tag belts with Fusion. Randy looks down at John as John climbs to his knees. He looks up at The Viper who is looking down at him with disdain. "What's he planning on doing?" John takes a deep breath hoping that Randy isn't going to start a fight. Randy slowly reaches his hand out to help John up. John's extremely surprised at this gesture but grabs Orton's hand. Randy holds John's arm up in victory.

Backstage, Randy and John walk through the curtain to be met with a huge hug from the female member of Fusion.

Trish: You guys were great! (She lets go of them and has a huge smile. Randy glances over at John.)

Randy: Give us a minute John. (John nods and turns his back to them and walks away. "I know exactly what's gonna happen. He's gonna apologize to Trish and act like he's changing. Just like last time and she'll believe him." Randy grabs Trish's hand and holds it.)

Randy: I'm extremely sorry for my behavior on Monday. I don't know what I was thinking. You were extremely hurt and all I cared about was myself and winning. I should have been the one helping you to the trainers and holding ice on your back. Not John. I'm your boyfriend. I should be the one to always be there for you. And I've been a terrible boyfriend and I don't know what you see in me. I'm surprised you haven't broken up with me yet.

Trish: Randy, we just started dating. I'm not gonna end it like that. Sure you have anger issues but I wanna help you get past them so we can have a healthy relationship.

Randy: So you forgive me? (Trish nods.)

Trish: Yes. (Randy smiles and pulls her into a make-out session. John glances back and sees them all over each other and he gets sick to his stomach. He hated it so much that a douche bag like Randy was the one kissing Trish. John wanted to be the one with Trish. John knew Randy didn't like Trish or even care about her. And he knew it was only a matter of time before Randy hurt Trish, emotionally or physically. John turns and walks back to his locker room angry that Trish bought into all of his lies and false promises. Randy stops kissing Trish just as her theme song hits.)

Randy: Go out there and win. You know I don't like losers. (He slaps her butt and walks away as a grin covers her mouth. She takes a deep breathe and walks through the curtain. "Alicia has no clue what she's dealing with." Trish makes her way down the ramp and Alicia comes out with Natalya glued to her side. Trish sighs and looks at the ref.)

Lilian: Ladies and gentlemen, this is now a triple threat match for the WWE Women's Championship. (Trish's heart drops. "You can't be serious?" Randy opens the locker room door and pats John on the shoulder as John pulls his wrestling shoes off.)

Randy: Me and Trish are all patched up now. (John fakes a smile.)

John: That's great. (He turns his head away from Randy and rolls his eyes.)

Randy: And if she wins against Fox, there's gonna be an all night celebration in my hotel room tonight. (Randy laughs cockily. John clenches his jaw shut irritated by Randy.)

Randy: I have amazing stamina and I can literally go all night. I wanna see if Trish can handle an all-nighter. (John takes a deep breathe holding back his response.)

Randy: She's tiny and I can easily over-power her. I just hope she likes being dominated. (Randy smirks arrogantly. "God, just shut up already." Every second John becomes even more annoyed by Randy.)

Randy: I think you should go out and get laid tonight. I know I am. ("I can't take another second of this.")

Randy: My goal for tonight is to make her call me daddy. ("That's it." John stands up and throws his shoe down.)

John: Is that all you want from her? (Randy furrows his brow and eyes John with attitude.)

Randy: What the hell crawled up your ass? Calm down. (John shakes his head.)

John: Why are you with Trish? ("That's an easy question. I wanna fuck her. What the hell do you think Cena? No, don't say that Randy. He'll go running back to Trish like a bitch and blow my spot.")

Randy: I like her. Why else would I be with her?

John: I don't know. I have the feeling you have ulterior motives. (Randy fakes a confused expression.)

Randy: John, I'm surprised you think that way.

John: Well you keep talking about how you wanna sleep with her.

Randy: I do. But that's not the reason I'm with her. She's extremely smart, and beautiful and just perfect in my eyes. Just look at her. Every man on this planet has fantasized about her at some point in their lives. Hell, I bet you've thought about screwing her haven't you? (John doesn't even justify this question with an answer.)

Randy: Too bad I'm the only guy who's gonna be doing that. (Randy laughs arrogantly and John can't stand looking at him for another second.)

John: I'm going to shower. (John walks as fast as he can away from Randy going into the shower area.)

Randy: What the hell is his problem?

Lilian: Ladies and gentleman, the winner and still WWE Women's Champion, Trish Stratus! (Trish hoists her Women's championship in the air proudly. Alicia and Natalya tried to work together, but when it came time to pin Trish, they fought each other on who would get the pinfall, giving Trish the opening she needed to nail them both with a chick kick giving her the win. Trish goes backstage enthusiastic over her win. She opens the door to Fusion's locker room to have Randy swoop her up into a huge hug and another make-out session. After a moment, Trish pulls away and looks around.)

Trish: Where's John?

Randy: He's in the shower. He got all moody and ditched me.

Trish: Why? Were you guys arguing again?

Randy: No. I wasn't even talking or anything. I was taking my boots off and he just jumped up and said I'm taking a shower and stormed off. I don't know what his problem is. (Trish shrugs.)

Trish: Who knows.

Randy: Anyways, how about you and I ditch his right back and go back to the hotel alone? (He bites his lower lip and eyes her up and down.)

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Randy lays Trish down on his hotel room bed and continues kissing her as he climbs on top of her. He slides his hands down her body and stops on the bottom of her shirt. He pulls it up but Trish pulls out of the kiss.

Trish: Randy wait. (He stops trying to take her shirt off and looks at her.)

Randy: What?

Trish: Don't. (He sucks between his teeth.)

Randy: Don't be scared. I'm sure your tits are fine. (He goes back to kissing her and trying to take her shirt off. She pushes his hands off of her causing him to stop kissing her.)

Randy: Don't be nervous...

Trish: I'm not nervous.

Randy: Ok then. (He tries to kiss her but she stops him.)

Trish: Stop. (Immediately, the mood is gone. Well, Randy's mood anyways. He wanted to have sex but apparently Trish didn't want to.)

Trish: You need to calm down for a minute there Randy. Sure I like you, but I'm not easy. We've only been dating for about a month now and I'm not sleeping with you this soon. (Randy sighs and rolls his eyes. He climbs off of her and looks upset by this.)

Trish: Just be patient. I promise you that when the time comes, your gonna be happy I made you wait. (She kisses him on the cheek.)

Trish: I won't disappoint. (She climbs out of bed and walks towards the door.)

Trish: The wait will be worth it. (Randy looks at her for a second and forces a smile.)

Randy: Your right. I'll wait until your ready. (Trish smiles.)

Trish: Good. (She opens the door.)

Trish: Goodnight.

Randy: Goodnight. (Trish leaves and closes the door behind her. Randy immediately lets out his anger.)

Randy: Stupid fucking bitch! I almost had her! But of course she had to be fucking stingy with morals and shit. Who the fuck has morals these days! (Randy stands up and takes a deep breathe.)

Randy: I'm gonna fuck her soon and if she's not willing, I'm taking it. (He looks around for a second.)

Randy: Fuck it. I won tonight and I'm having a fucking celebration with or without that stupid slut. I'm going to find someone else to sleep with. (Randy leaves his hotel room intent on getting laid. And it isn't a second later that he sees a petite, blonde Canadian heading towards him. "She's not Trish, but she'll do." It was WWE Diva, Maryse. A French Canadian who came from Montreal, Quebec, Canada.)

Randy: Hey Maryse. Where you headed?

Maryse: Heading to bed. (Randy gets turned on by her thick accent.)

Randy: Going to bed without me? (Maryse giggles.)

Maryse: Yeah, why? What do you want me to do? (Randy smirks and plays with her bleach blonde hair.)

Randy: Well, I'd really like it if you came back to my room with me and help me celebrate, all...night...long. (Maryse smiles.)

Maryse: Do you understand French?

Randy: No, why?

Maryse: Well, maybe if your really good, you'll be able to make me speak it. (Randy smirks.)

Randy: Be prepared to talk foreign all night then. (He puts his arm around Maryse and guides her back to his room.)

END OF CHAPTER 11