Chapter 25: End of The Road

*Author's Note: Ah, another Smackdown chapter because I haven't exactly written one since…hmmm, I think it was Chapter 16, but I guess that doesn't exactly count since John and Katharyn were watching it on TV rather than taping it. Anyways, the reason why I also include chapters with Smackdown tapings in them is because John and Katharyn's onscreen characters also have a thing for each other and I thought it would show how the two are meant for each other. Also, expect a seemingly important part of the story in this chapter...*

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August 24th, 2010: Smackdown tapings in San Diego, California

The feud between John Morrison and Jack Swagger keeps getting more and more intense week by week. Last week Swagger defeated MVP in a singles match and issued a threat to Morrison, warning him to stay away from his girlfriend, the lovely Katona. Morrison, who did not wrestle any matches that night, emerged from backstage and proceeded to assault Swagger in the ring. The lovely Katona, of course, was present, looking extremely beautiful as usual, and attempted to break up the two. Unfortunately, she was struck accidentally on the side of her head, causing her to knock out temporarily. Katona's all better now and the medics have cleared her to compete in a match against Michelle McCool tonight.

Speaking of the Women's Champion, Michelle McCool better watch out for Katona, who's currently on the prowl for the title. Two weeks ago, she and tag team partner Christian defeated McCool and her partner Edge in a mixed tag team match. However, last week, she failed to win a Fatal Four Way match to determine the #1 Contender to McCool's title match for next week. Katona was about to pin an unconscious Gail Kim, but Natalya pulled her out of the way and pulled off an amazing Michinoku driver to get the pin and the #1 Contender's spot. This week, Katona hopes to jump back from last week's loss and defeat McCool in a normal singles match. The word is that Jack Swagger will be at ringside as a spectator to her match, not only to watch his girlfriend in the ring, but also to ensure that John Morrison will not be out here to hit on his girl.

Of course Morrison is pretty busy himself; tonight he and partner Rey Mysterio will be facing off against the team of Drew McIntyre and Luke Gallows of the Straight Edge Society in a tag team match, which will be the main event of tonight's episode of Smackdown. Word is that Jack Swagger will be providing guest commentary for the main event. Wonder if the lovely Katona will be there as well?

The camera cuts to a promo of Katona, dressed in her ring attire, giving her boyfriend, Jack Swagger, a back massage in his locker room. The crowd boos immediately, not at Katona, but at Swagger, who appears to be extremely relaxed.

"Mmmm, baby I feel so good," sighed Swagger, "harder, baby, harder."

Katona rolled her eyes sarcastically as she rubbed the bottom of her palms along Swagger's muscular shoulders.

"Katona, baby, once you become Women's Champion, we'll become the most dominant power couple in the history of the WWE, even bigger than Beth Phoenix and Santino back in 2008. Unlike them, we're meant for each other. I'm incredibly handsome, I can wrestle, and I'm the World Heavyweight Champion. And you are the sexiest Diva alive. And us two incredibly good-looking people are a perfect match," drawled Swagger, "move that down a little, babe. I'm feeling a little sore around my middle back."

Katona let out a sigh and proceeded to move her hands down to Swagger's middle back.

Just then, there was a knock on Swagger's locker room door. Swagger glared angrily at the door and yelled, "What do you want?"

"Open up, Swagger! We need to talk," came the voice of Chris Jericho from the other side of the door.

"Baby, get that for me, will you?" said Swagger to Katona, who, without questioning, opened the door for Jericho.

Jericho raised his eyebrow when the door had opened and Katona, in her lovely red and black ring attire, was standing there. Jericho thought she must have opened the door.

"Well," said Jericho, looking at Katona up and down, "hello there, gorgeous."

"Cut the crap off of my girl, Jericho," snapped Swagger, "what the hell do you want? Can't you see that I'm busy?"

"Busy with what?" asked Jericho, his eyes still fixated onto Katona's killer body as he walked further into the room.

"Hey! Eyes off the girlfriend," spat Swagger, snapping his fingers in front of Jericho's face.

"Swagger, you are one lucky man to have a smoking hot woman like her," said Jericho, obviously ignoring Swagger and still staring at Katona.

"Oy! What were you gonna tell me before you started ogling my girlfriend?" said Swagger, now clearly annoyed with Jericho still eyeing his girl.

"Oh yeah, right," said Jericho, reluctantly tearing his eyes off of Katona and getting to his point. "I know you and Morrison have a little rivalry going on for the World Heavyweight Title, but really, Swagger, John Morrison? That guy is a joke. The only reason why he gets to go after your title is because of his flashy gear and his high flying moves. But he doesn't deserve a shot at your title more than I do."

"Really? And what makes you think so, Jericho?" demanded Swagger, standing up and glaring at Jericho.

"Because I am the greatest Superstar to have ever wrestled in the WWE," boasted Jericho, "I have won almost every single title in the history of the WWE. I am a veteran, and you…are an amateur. I should be the one with that title, not you, not Morrison, not anyone else on Smackdown but me. I've talked to Teddy Long, and he says that next week, you and I will face off in a singles match, and if I win, I will qualify for the Triple Threat Match the week after that to determine the #1 Contender for your World Heavyweight Championship. And once I beat you at Night of Champions," Jericho glances at Swagger's title belt wrapped around his waist, "I'll get that title," he slowly walks away from Swagger and looks at Katona, "and you and I can celebrate in my hotel room after Night of Champions," he says seductively, pinching Katona's butt, causing her to let out a squeak of shock.

Swagger continues to glare daggers at Jericho as he leaves the room, then goes to put an arm around Katona, who does not look amused at the fact that Chris Jericho touched her.

Katona versus Michelle McCool

"The following Divas match is scheduled for one-fall! Making her way to the ring, from Palatka, Florida, she is the WWE Women's Champion, Michelle McCool!"

The fans booed and thumbs downed McCool as she snobbishly addressed the crowd, pointing to her title as she entered the ring. She flipped her hair cockily and flicked off the crowd with a sweep of her hand.

Gimme a heeellllll yeeaaaahhhh

The crowd stopped booing and got on their feet screaming, cheering, whistling. Katona emerged from the stage, making her spectacular entrance with the fireworks and crowd address.

"And her opponent, from Surrey, England, the High-Flying Heavenly Angel, Katona!"

Katona jogged down the ramp, hi-fiving fans along the way, and slid through the bottom rope, her eyes locked onto her opponent. Katona had her eyes set on the WWE Women's Championship; she was determined to win that title no matter what it took.

Suddenly, the sound of a guitar blared through the entire arena, and John Morrison's Titantron video replaced Katona's. John Morrison walks out, wearing a referee shirt and jeans, his hair tied back in a ponytail. It appeared as though he was going to be a special guest referee for the Divas match. Katona gazed at him dreamily, a smile plastered to her lovely face. It only got bigger when Morrison's warm brown eyes met her own blue green ones. Morrison greeted, "Hey" to Katona before entering the ring through the second and top rope.

"Well this is a surprise. Looks like John Morrison will be the special guest referee for this Divas match tonight! This is going to be interesting," commented Matt Striker.

Morrison signaled the bell to ring to start off the match. Katona and McCool circled each other, not taking their eyes away from each other, and soon began with a grapple. McCool shoved Katona and put her in an armlock, twisting and turning her arm. Katona rolled over and escaped from the armlock, this time putting her opponent into the lock. She pulled back and then hit McCool with a powerful clothesline. McCool got up but she got hit with another clothesline. McCool rebounds off the ropes and attempts to attack Katona, but instead is hit by a flying forearm smash by Katona.

Katona pulls up McCool and Irish whips her, sending McCool rebounding off the ropes again and hits a scoop slam. Katona circles her fallen opponent and pulls her back up, but McCool strikes Katona repeatedly and eventually sends Katona into the corner with an Irish whip. Katona moves out of the way just in time before McCool can strike her with a running clothesline. Katona then strikes McCool with a running bulldog.

Katona tries to pull McCool up again, but McCool once again hits Katona repeatedly and gets up to pull a DDT on her, sending Katona's face crashing to the mat. McCool turns Katona around and begins striking her repeatedly in the face. She turns Katona around again and applies a submission hold and pulls Katona's hair at the same time. Katona screams in pain and Morrison scolds McCool for pulling hair and begins counting the DQ 5-count. McCool lets go at 3 and puts her hands up, "See? I'm not touching her hair anymore!" she yells.

McCool turns to Katona and tries to pull her up, but Katona counters with a jawbreaker that sends McCool falling back, groggy on the ropes. Katona grabs McCool's arm and Irish whips her to the other side. She awaits for McCool to rebound so she can execute another hip toss, but instead this backfires, as McCool strikes her in the face with a big boot. McCool covers Katona for a pin but only gets to one before Katona kicks out. McCool and Katona both get up at the same time.

McCool attempts to strike a roundhouse kick to Katona, but she misses, because Katona slides underneath her and pulls her only standing leg, tripping her. Katona quickly rushes to the ring post and climbs on top of it, waiting for McCool to get up. With this, she dives off of the ring post and executes a diving hurricanrana on McCool. The crowd cheers extremely loudly, and even Morrison looks extremely impressed. Katona blows a flirty kiss at Morrison, who grins and winks at her. McCool gets up and is able to dodge an incoming clothesline from Katona and then strikes a boot on Katona's back. Katona falls onto the second rope, and McCool decides to use the ropes to choke her.

Morrison immediately yells at her to let go of the chokehold and then starts counting for DQ. McCool lets go at four. "I'm not touching her!" yells McCool.

Katona is able to slip out of the ring to rejuvenate, and is able to dodge an incoming McCool, who trips, and falls onto the steel steps. Katona rolls back into the ring and watches McCool struggling to get up from the impact of the hard steel steps. Morrison began counting to 10 for countout. McCool climbs onto the ring apron at three. Katona hits McCool in the abdomen, and hits a rope-hung DDT on her. McCool gets up and Katona hits a capture suplex. Katona performs a standing moonsault onto the fallen McCool and goes for the three count, but gets a near-fall.

Katona pulls McCool up to set her up for the Krakatona, but McCool counters this with a roll-up pin. Fortunately, as Morrison was about to count to three, he noticed Katona's hand gripping onto the ropes, signaling a rope break. McCool growls in frustration and pulls up Katona, who kicks her, and then rebounds off the ropes to hit a corkscrew neckbreaker onto McCool. Both opponents were now worn out. Katona climbs onto the ring post and attempts to hit a corkscrew moonsault, but McCool moves out of the way and Katona lands on her feet, staggering. McCool is about to execute the Faithbreaker, but Katona is able to counter this with a headscissors takedown. She hits McCool with her signature superkick, Right in the Kisser, and successfully pins her for the win.

"Here is your winner, Katona!"

Morrison grabs Katona's hand and raises it in victory. Katona looks up at him, her lovely blue green eyes sparkling in the light. He smiles at her and embraces her as the crowd cheers, whistles and goes 'awwwww….'.

"Katona is back on her feet with another win against Michelle McCool!" announces Todd Grisham, "and looks like she and Morrison are pretty close!"

"Don't they just look like the cutest couple in the world, Todd?" commented Matt Striker, "I still wonder why she's still with Jack Swagger anyway."

"Well it doesn't matter, Striker," said Todd Grisham, "I have a feeling Swagger is not happy at the fact that Morrison guest refereed her match."

August 25th, 2010: It's Over

I checked my phone; I was annoyed at the fact that it was about the twelfth time Cody had called me today. It was also the twelfth voice message he'd left me when I refused to answer him.

"Katharyn, baby, it's me, Cody. Look darling, I'm so sorry for what I did to you and I really, really, really regret ever sleeping with Valerie that night. I just didn't know what I was doing, because I'm a fucking asshole. Please call me back; I want you back, baby, please. Just call me back."

"Katharyn? Baby, please. I'm so sorry, I really am. I can't live without you and I'm heartbroken that you left me. Please, baby, call me back soon. I need you."

"Katharyn. Please. Take me back. I need you. Could you just please answer me?"

"Katharyn, baby, please, please, I'm so sorry. Call me back."

"Katharyn, please, I'm begging you. Please, I'm begging you to just please call me back. I regret ever cheating on you with Valerie. I want things to go back the way they were before. So please, darling, please, I'm literally on my knees begging you to give me another chance, please…"

I let out a frustrated sigh. I honestly can't find any reason why I should take Cody back. The damage was done. It's over between the two of us. I suppose I should let him figure this out himself.

Just then, I heard a knock on my door, I propped myself off the couch, fixed my hair and put on a smile, hoping that it was John.

The smile on my face fell when I opened the door to find the last person I wanted to see right now – Cody.

"Katharyn…" said Cody softly, putting his hand on my arm. I shoved it off.

"What are you doing here, Cody?" I asked coldly, "Aren't you supposed to be back on RAW with Valerie?"

"I came to see you, baby."

"About what?"

"Did you get my twelve voicemails?"

"Yes, I did. And of course I heard them."

"What's your answer, baby? Will you take me back?"

I let out a sigh and put a hand on my forehead. Cody looked even more disappointed.

"Look, Katharyn," said Cody, taking my hand off of my forehead and placing it in between his palms. He looked at me dead straight in the eyes, "I truly regret what I did that night with Valerie. I wasn't thinking about the consequences. I was crazy to let myself give into that slut. You were right all along about Valerie; she's a horse-faced whore who only wants men for their money. Let me tell you something. The day after you left me and when I told Valerie, she started acting extremely clingy, constantly bugging me for sex and not caring that I was upset about you leaving. Plus, you are definitely right about her being fake in every single body part of hers. She's not real at all. She's nothing like the person she acted like when I first met her. She's completely fake. She's nothing like you. You're real in every single possible way I can think of."

I looked away from him, my mind doubting his words, but he used his other hand to bring his face so that I met his light blue eyes that were filled with regret and sorrow.

"Katharyn, I just don't know what had gotten into me. Valerie turned me into someone that I myself can't recognize in the mirror. She manipulated me into sleeping with her, and I seriously want to kill myself for letting myself fall for her ugly scheme. Katharyn, please, I'm so sorry for ever treating you so horribly, so terribly, so uncaringly. Letting myself give into Valerie was the biggest mistake I've ever made in my life. I don't want Valerie. I want you, baby. I need you, baby. I love you, baby. So please, I'm begging you with all of my heart, will you please take me back and let us have a second chance?"

Once again I looked away, my mind clouded with doubt. "Baby, please, answer me," said Cody, his voice shaking. I felt him squeeze my hand. I looked up at him, and he looked like he was going to cry. True, there was a very small bit of me that wanted to have sympathy for him. But I had to tell Cody the straight-out truth…

"Cody, what you did to me that night with Valerie was unforgivable. When I saw you not even attempting to pull away from her, and when you willingly followed her into her bedroom, you have no idea how much it impacted me. You broke my heart, Cody. You knew that we were still a couple at the same time you cheated on me, yet you chose to give in to whatever curse that Valerie placed upon you. Do you have any idea how much that hurt me, Cody?" I asked. Tears were already welling up in my eyes, "Do you have any idea how hurtful that was? Or did you not even care about me the whole time I was away with Smackdown?"

"Baby, you know that's not true," said Cody, trying to pull me into a hug, but I backed away, "I still loved you even though we weren't on the same brand."

"'Loved'?" I stuttered softly, "so that means you don't love me anymore, Cody."

"Katharyn, you know that's not true!" protested Cody, with an extremely concerned look on his face.

"Really? Then why is it, that after we reunited in San Francisco, all you ever cared about was sex and what I wore and how I looked? And why did you choose to hang out with Valerie on that Tuesday instead of me at the baseball game that I wanted to go to so badly? And why did you believe every single word that Valerie said, when you had watched my Falls Count Anywhere match with Valerie back in Anaheim and knew perfectly that everything she said about me and what she claims I had done was a lie?"

Cody bit his lip, looking extremely guilty.

"Wait, you don't have to answer me, Cody," I said, putting a finger on his lips, "I think I know what you're going to say. As much as I love you, Cody, I can't take you back, and I won't take you back. Because you hurt me incredibly, and you didn't care whether I was or not. I'm sorry, Cody, I don't mean to make you feel horrible, but this is the end of the road of our relationship. I don't love you anymore, Cody. Have a great life with Valerie."

I began to close the door, but Cody quickly put his hand on the door to stop me.

"No, Katharyn! Wait, please, don't do this to me. Please don't end this relationship that's lasted for so long. I intended to make you my bride when we were both ready to spend the rest of our lives together! Please, Katharyn! I need you! I'm sorry! I love you!"

As kind and forgiving as I usually was, I wasn't going to be nice this time. I wasn't being stubborn; I was being completely honest with Cody.

"It's not going to happen, Cody," I sobbed, "it's the end of the road for us! And now that we're over, don't ever ask me the same question after tonight. Goodbye, Cody! Have a great life with Valerie or whoever you end up with in the future!"

I closed the door and sank on my knees, spending a long time just sitting there, crying my eyes out. I know I don't love Cody anymore, and that I now have feelings for John, but this break-up is extremely hard to go through. I had never experienced this before, and now I was hysterical with tears all over my face and lap.

I've heard that breakups are hard, especially if you broke up with someone whom you've been together with for a very long time. Cody and I had been together since I was almost nineteen. That's a long time, since I'm going to be twenty-one this year. Also, the fact that Cody was my first love made this break-up even harder to bear through. This breakup was even more painful than having a poison inside of you that's slowly killing you by the minute. I needed to heal from this pain I was feeling.

And John Hennigan is the only person I can think of who can get rid of this unbearable pain once and for all.