Enjoy. X3.

21 – Reporting A Case

Adam tries to wake up Phil for the fifteenth time that night and finally, after shaking his body all too violently, Phil's eyes open and Adam gives Phil the phone to see the color being 'John Cena' and with that, he bites down his lower lip and answers it, pressing his ear against the screen of his phone, 'yes, John, what do you want?" Phil's voice is edgy and cold.

There isn't any answer for a while.

"Well?"

"I'm scared."

Phil's entire anger subsides as he realizes that his four year old baby girl is on the other side, 'Jewelie Jewel…what's the matter, darling? Is Daddy away? Is he hurt? Are you hurt? Julia?"

"I miss you!" the four year old exclaims, her voice filled with grief and sadness, 'you're my bestest bestest bestest friend Mommy, please come back! Come back please…I really want you around! I don't want anything to happen to you, Mommy! Daddy says that Mommy's very, very tired and is staying away but…where are you? Which hospital, Mommy? I wanna visit! I wanna see you! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you!"

Phil looks at Adam, whose now onto the bed, with the sheets all over his naked body, 'I…I-"

That moment, the call is transferred from Julia to John and Phil can hear his grunt, 'Phil…"

"Don't you dare talk to me! You-you piece of…" Phil mumbles a few obscenities under his breath, his eyes burning with fury, 'you've been cheating on me, with girls…with pretty girls…am I not pretty enough for you, John?! Am I ugly? What's wrong with me?! I know! I saw your phone! I wanted to call Maryse or Melina to see if they'd ever had any experiences from you but instead, I get an entire group of messages of hookups I didn't even know about! YOU LIED TO ME! Am I really that disgusting…? I know I'm fucked up…and I'm going to change that…"

"P-Phil?" John's now slightly afraid.

"Don't worry, John…your scars are still going to be on me…all my past pain…you'll see be with me but one day, you're going to see this ravenette and wonder who she is…well, that ravenette is going to be me. I'm not staying this fucked up boy and girl mixture. I'm choosing one and I'm choosing who Philip—I mean, Paige Brooks, was supposed to be and you can't stop me."

"Think of Julia, Phil…"

"I'm tired of thinking of anyone else first! You know I love her! You know that I love her more than anything but this is something personal…I won't think of you or her or anyone else. I need to do this, John. I'm tired of waking up every day and trying not to look into the mirror because I know that I'm hideous and that my body's all fucked up! I'm tired of having to explain to people that I was supposed to be Paige. I'm tired of wondering what would've happened if my mother didn't change my gender…J-J-J-John…I'm alone…I'm scared…I don't know how to think." Phil's one step close to sobbing, looking down at Adam, his perfect boy body, not like his. Never like his. "I'm tired of it all! I JUST WANT IT ALL TO STOP!"

"Phil…baby…please, think of Julia. Think of me. Think of you. You're perfect, I swear."

"Then why did you sleep with all of those girls? They're prettier than me. They're better in bed. They can kiss and I can't. They can do anything that I can't! Are you sure that you're supposed to be calling me? Julia may like me now but when another girl comes along, she'll love it!" Phil looks down, tears now sparkling down his cheeks, cascading and burning into his flesh, sobs ripping from his throat, '…J-J-Julia was supposed to be Paige and John's baby, not Phil and John's…it's just all too fucked up…I can't take it anymore…Julia won't want me because someone else can fill up my place! I'm no good for her! I don't deserve her! I'm a plate OF NOTHING!"

"Phil…"

"Nothing…I-I'm nothing…" Phil just slams the phone shut and Adam's hand move up and down Phil's side, licking his lips while Phil looks down at Adam who leans upwards to peck onto Phil's soft pink lips.

"You know…I can be better than he is…"

"But-but-"Phil's tired and sad and lonely, this can't happen like this but in moments, Adam's hands are roaming up and down Phil's clothed body and he leans down for another kiss and shockingly, Phil kisses back, his hands around Adam's waist and a vision of John Cena, who he hadn't had sex with for four years, pops into his head and Phil bites and licks, pretending that Adam is really his beloved John.

John looks down at his phone, and calls Morrison and to that, Cena's heartbeat is slowly stopping its pace as Cena tells Morrison about Phil and the fact that he'd traced Phil's phone call and the moment that Morrison walks in, Cena holds onto his shoulder, 'just look after Julia for a few hours. She can't sleep. I'll go get Phil."

Phil's in a hotel that's slightly farther away from his and when John Cena reaches it, he storms inside of the hotel, asking for Phil Brooks and the woman nods her head before giving the number of the room before John dashes upwards to the room, running towards the door and knocking onto it before a sound of zipping sweatshirts is heard and Adam opens the door, 'what—?"

"Phil!" John pushes his way inside of it, seeing Phil huddled up in the bed, and to that, Phil's cheeks turn pink as John walks towards him, leaning down towards his face, 'why? Why are you acting like a child, baby?"

"I'm not acting like a child!"

"Julia's in pain."

"I'm in pain!" Phil screeches out, his eyes now bubbling with tears as he holds his head into his hands, sobbing dejectedly, tears spilling out of the gaps between his fingers and Phil looks up at John, his eyes now cherry red as John moves towards Phil and kisses Phil's mouth, passionate and lovely, the kind of kiss they had in their wedding night, 'you didn't kiss me like that since our wedding…"

"I'm so sorry, baby. I know that was four years ago but I love you. I really do. Those girls…I didn't know what I was thinking…"

"What's wrong with me…? Oh right, what kind of an idiot am I to ask that question? Everything is wrong with me. I'm a boy and I'm a girl…John, Julia wasn't planned. You can't pretend to love me just so Julia can say that she has a happy family! You have to truly love me! I can't accept that you act so lovable just so Julia can say that she's growing up into a good family…" Phil stands up, even naked, he doesn't really care, his body pressing against John's, his eyes set onto John's face, 'you know what, John? This isn't about her anymore. I'm tired of it being about you and her. I know I'm being so fucking selfish but I haven't thought of what I wanted for four years. I'm the one that fed her, pampered her, gave her all she needed…and-and-I'm not going to stand there feeling like an ugly bitch while John Morrison stands there with his appealing body and Joseph in his arms. It makes me look like I can't take care of myself. John, I'm tired of this being about you both! It's about me now…"

"You're so fucking selfish, Phil."

"I don't care!" Phil exclaims, turning to face the bed, tears sprinkling down his cheeks, 'I'm so sick and tired of this. I'm sick and tired of you and you can't change my thoughts at all…"

At that point, Adam had shut the door behind him and walked off, leaving Phil and John to share their thoughts as John's hand run up and down Phil's thighs, his teeth biting into Phil's neck, 'no…don't you dare hurt me…"

But John only stares at me as he forces himself on top of Phil, pushing into Phil's entrance as hard as ever, no prep, no nothing, just Phil pushing himself into John as hard as he could've…

"I-I-I… John…"

John pushes in Phil as hard as he could've, over and over, again and again until John spills his seed into Phil, making Phil pant hard as he pushes John off, curling to his bed and whimpering. "This isn't about you, Phil. This is about us. And don't cry because you wanted this. You said that I didn't touch you for four years, right? I fucked you now…"

"You raped me."

"I-"

"YOU RAPED ME!"

Phil's eyes are now bubbling with tears as John realizes the blood and white fluid that's mixing between Phil's thighs and John realizes how rough he's been before holding onto Phil's shoulders, 'Phil—"

"You…you…" Phil stammers, "GET OUT OF HERE! Now!"

That moment, John moves towards the door and slips out as Phil continues to sob and Adam slips into the room, softly rubbing Phil's back and telling him that he'll handle John. That moment, as Phil continues to cry and weep until he'd fallen asleep, Adam pulls him into the bed and Adam walks towards the phone and calls a certain contact as Adam wipes away the blood and fluid between Phil's thighs, 'hello, police, I've got evidence and would like to report a case of rape…"

That was a ton of fun to write. XP!

X Sam.