HEY! I'm back with another chapter! I guess my muses decided to give me a belated Christmas present and NOT ditch me when I need them. Let's see if the gift was worth it!
DISCLAIMER: Although, I am a proud member of the Cenation, I don't own John Cena or anything WWE related… or any familiar people and places used in this fiction. I just own, Gwen, Dee and little Thunder. Now, for my favorite four words: TAKE ME, JOHN CENA! *looks around* Um… wrong four words. My bad. ON WITH THE FIC!
LAST TIME…
Dee grabs the pillow off of her bed and hits me with it; now we're in a full-on pillow fight where we're laughing like we're back in the second grade. You can only have moments like this with best friends you've known all your lives. Coming home is great, but knowing I have someone waiting for me when I go back to the WWE is even better. I've filled up on turkey and dressing at home; now I can't wait to get back for some dessert.
GWEN'S P.O.V.
I'd love to say that this was an uneventful trip home… but who am I kidding? Considering what happened, I would have taken a boring, normal run-of-the-mill visit; but thanks to Dolph, that didn't happen. He is taking this whole stalking bit way too far! He's lucky that none of my brothers, namely Victor, got his hands on him. I did manage to stop by mom's house and say my goodbyes before getting here and so far it's smooth sailing. I decided to take some extra precautions and put on a hat and some shades to hide my face; if that doesn't work, I always have my backup plan and it looks like I'm going to have to put it into action because I see Dolph again standing by a large ficus tree. He has on a coat and a hat covering his face, but I recognize that hair peeking out from under it anywhere. Damn it! I hoped planting that fake takeoff time would throw him off my trail; no such luck. He's a persistent jackass; I'll say that much for him! I see him coming this way and my flight is so close to being called. I had already put Thunder on the conveyor belt to get loaded on and I now wish I had let him out to bite this guy. I have to get out of here and on that plane before he gets to me. I reach into my pocket for my smart phone. It has a small, but loud speaker attached to it and I spring my second trap today.
"OH, MY GOD! IT'S DOLPH ZIGGLER! AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! I LOVE YOU, DOLPH! CAN I HAVE YOUR AUTOGRAPH!?"
I do my best lip synch and while he's distracted, I pull off his hat to reveal him to everyone there. Earlier, I had Dee record this little message to whip up some chaos just in case my last plan didn't work. Thanks to the recording… and Dee's inherently loud voice… everyone in the airport heard it and rushes over to get a glimpse of the sports entertainment celebrity. Again, this is podunk little Greenville, Mississippi so ANY celebrity that comes here causes a riot.
"Hey! Yeah, I'll sign your book. Okay, I'll take a picture with you. One at a time, please!"
Dolph is drowning in a crowd of die-hard WWE fans as my flight number is called. Perfect! I grab my bags and make my way to the gate as Dolph looks on in frustration. There's no way he can follow me with all those people crowding around him. That should keep him busy.
"Sayonara, sucker! Hope you like spending your Friday nights signing taking selfies with fans." I say as I hand the attendant my ticket. I board my plane and take my seat by the window. Once I get comfortable, I look down at the runway from my window and I see Dolph running out just as we take off. Oh, this plan worked like a charm! Now, I can count on a relaxing flight back to John. I do wonder if I should let Vince know about this little incident or not; but then again, in this age of technology and a little sit called YouTube, I have a feeling he'll find out on his own soon enough. Why snitch to the boss when the internet can do it for me?
-Later that night-
It's after one in the morning when I arrive at the airport for RAW's next house show and I text John to let him know which airport I was in. Then I look around… just in case. So far, I don't see the walking peroxide bottle anywhere. Ugh, I hate having to look over my shoulder. As I wait for Thunder's carrier to come up on the baggage claim, I look through my texts and I read one from Dee. She caught SmackDown and told me how much she loved John and me on MizTV and how John got revenge on Dolph by putting him in the STF.
"I loved that part, too, girl." I smirk. After I send her a text back, I decide to call John on the phone. I need to hear his voice.
"Hey, baby girl."
"Hey, John. Just called to tell you I landed."
"Do you want me to pick you up?"
"That'd be great. Thanks."
I can't even hide the worry in my voice when I want; even if I could, I can't hide anything from John.
"Did something else happen?"
"Yeah… but I'll explain it to you when you get here. Right now, I just want you to hold me."
"I'm already halfway there."
"Okay. I'll be close to the front door."
"Alright. I'll be there soon. Love you."
"Love you, too."
I hang up and grab Thunder's carrier from the baggage claim before making my way towards the seats by the front door. I find an empty row of seats and I nervously sit down right in the middle. For the next hour, I feel skittish and for now, Thunder is my only company. I'm not gonna feel safe until I'm in John's arms again so I wrap my own arms around myself and think about him. His hugs have a calming effect on me; better than any teddy bear or security blanket and I need all the calming I can get.
JOHN'S P.O.V.
I'm just a few minutes away from Gwen is and it feels like no matter how fast I drive or how close I get, the airport where she is seems to pull farther and farther away from me.
"Just hang on, baby girl. I'm coming." I say to myself as the light turns green. I can see the airport ahead of me and if it weren't for the speed bumps, I'd floor it. I luck out and find a parking spot close to the front door. Hearing about Dolph following Gwen home got me so anxious, I almost went Dukes of Hazzard out the driver's side window just so I could get to her faster. I threw open the door to my rental and I ran inside hoping to find her quickly.
"Where are you, Gwen?" I ask myself. My head whips around and my eyes fall on a woman hugging herself with a pet carrier next to her. When I see her look up at me, I quickly rush over and take her in my arms.
"John." She wraps her arms around me and I can't help but hold her just a little tighter. She's safe now.
"I got you, baby girl." I whisper in her ear. I know won't be too long before Dolph shows up so I need to take her back to the hotel. "You ready to get out of here?"
"You have no idea." She tells me softly. I nod and I take her bags while she grabs Thunder's carrier. I quickly put her things in the back, including Thunder, and we both get into my rental. I just want to get Gwen back to the hotel as quickly as possible. During our drive back, I occasionally look over at Gwen and I wish I could hold her and drive at the same time.
"You wanna tell me what happened?" I ask her gently.
"I think we better get back to the hotel first. I don't want you to wreck." She tells me and I know why she warned me. She doesn't want my anger to interfere with my driving. Good call.
-Later-
We finally make it to the hotel and I took the liberty of booking a two-room suite for the both of us. I'm not letting her out of my sight. Gwen lets Thunder out of his carrier and seeing the little guy run around lightens the mood a bit. I see Gwen sit on the foot of the bed and I take the spot next to her.
"Ready to tell me now?"
"I supposed if I asked you to not get mad it wouldn't do any good." She asks me tentatively.
"That all depends on if you pulled another stunt like you did at the mall."
"No. I promised I wouldn't and I didn't." Good. I don't want her putting herself in any unnecessary danger.
"Good. So, what happened?"
I see Gwen take a deep breath and I can already tell it's not gonna be good. I gently take her hand in mine to give her some moral support.
"Well, I thought I had fooled Dolph by telling my brothers my flight was at 10, but I hadn't. He was there anyway, but I had a backup plan that worked like a charm."
Another backup plan? I thought she said she didn't put herself in danger? I give her a look and she quickly spoke up to set my mind at ease.
"Chill out. I didn't do anything stupid. Check this out."
I see her pull out her phone and turn down the volume before playing a file for me. When I heard Dee's loud voice come out of her phone, I put two and two together.
"I had a little speaker hooked up to it and played it full blast. Since I had on my disguise, nobody recognized me and I just pointed him out like a crazed fan. Before he knew it, he was surrounded by WWE fans and that kept him from following me as I boarded my flight."
That… what was so damn awesome, I had to laugh at that. I would have paid to see Dolph get outsmarted so easily!
"Gwen, you are a genius!"
"I can't take all the credit for that one. Thank Dee's innate insanity and loud voice." She chuckled as Thunder sat at her feet.
"Believe me; I thank her every day for you." I tell her as I take her in my arms. "Gwen?"
"Hmm?"
"I did some thinking last night after you called me." I loosen our hug to look her in the eyes. "Remember when you asked me if that kiss on RAW made us official?"
"Yeah, I remember."
"Well… I was wondering how you'd feel about making it truly official? I want everyone to know we're dating." I know how she is about publicity, but maybe letting everyone know would send Dolph the hint to leave her alone. Can't hurt, right? "I know this is out of your comfort zone, but-"
"I wanna do it." She tells me. "Everyone's gonna find out anyway; I want it to be on our terms. Besides, I kinda want to rub it into some people's faces." She smirks. So, she was thinking the same thing I was.
"Like maybe some old classmates?" I smirk back.
"Maybe. But more than that, I want everyone to know how much I love you."
"I want that, too." I lean in and capture her soft lips in a tender kiss. After a minute or two, I feel Gwen break our liplock to let out a yawn. "Come on. Kissing me isn't that boring, is it?" I laugh.
"Of course not." She chuckles. "But I need to get some sleep."
"Alright." I smile. "Good night."
"Good night." She gives me on last kiss for the night before taking Thunder into her room.
-Later-
It's been an hour since we said good night to each other and I can't sleep. I guess this stalking has me more wound up than I realize.
"I wonder if Gwen's having trouble sleeping." I ask myself.
I just have my boxers on so I put on a robe before I head to her room. I slowly open the door and I see Gwen sleeping soundly with Thunder in his little bed on the floor. It's amazing how she can sleep with everything going on; but I'm glad she's getting some rest. As I watch her sleeping on her side under that big comforter, I can't resist. I take my robe off and climb into bed with her. I slide in, wrap my arm over her body and spoon her. I feel her stir and I got worried she would wake up and kick me out of her room, but she pulls my arm around her tighter.
"So… does this mean that we're gonna be sharing a suite while we're on the road?" I hear her ask me with some yawns mixed in.
"If you want to. I don't want to push you into anything you're not ready for." I whisper back.
"Sounds nice." She whispers softly. "Night."
With a smile, I kiss her on the cheek before snuggling in.
"Good night, baby girl." I whisper in her ear before sleep takes over my body. Hey, if anything in this room was gonna keep her warm, it was gonna be me.
-MONDAY NIGHT RAW-
Cajundome-Lafayette, LA
I don't think I've been this excited since last week. I plan to make our relationship public tonight after our promo since this one is where Gwen tells Vickie off. We're a half hour into the show and it's nearing time for our promo. I have a smile on my face as I walk towards the gorilla position and I can't' wait to get this started.
"Well, there's John Cena. Apparently, he's on his way out here to address the latest in the Gwen Scandal." Cole announces. "Vickie! She says she's got more surprises! Live next!" She's not the only one, Cole. You forgot who else is coming out. After we come back from commercial, my music hits and it gets the crowd pumped up! With a smile on my face, I give the WWE Universe a salute and since my knee isn't at 100% yet, I jog to the ring and slide in. There is nothing like coming out to a crowd like this every night! It's the usual mix of cheers and boos, but as long as I have my biggest fan waiting in the back for me, I can handle anything. I walk over and ask for a house mic as Cole recaps what happened in the scandal starting with our kiss and going to AJ's invasion of the men's locker room where Dolph attacked me. Then they cut to where I get my revenge on Ziggler for the attack and his comment after his match that night. I still remember the warning I gave him after my knee forced me to release the STF I put on him:
"If you even think about touching Gwen and I hear about it, it's your ass! I'm warning you, Dolph. Leave… her… alone."
"Well, here's hoping you never hear about it." Dolph smirks at me and it takes every fiber of my being to not give this guy an AA off the top of the arena right now. "You can't protect her forever, John. Even the great Super Cena can't be in two places at once."
"You're cruising, Ziggler. Stay away from Gwen." I warn him again before leaving. I know Gwen loves to watch the dark matches, but it isn't safe for her to stick around. I need to get to her before Dolph does.
They just had to bring that up. I hear Cole announce that this thing has gotten personal. NO SHIT, SHERLOCK! Now, I'm fighting to keep my blood pressure from rising in front of everyone, but I manage and I begin my promo.
"After seeing that, Dolph Ziggler definitely got what was coming to him, but I really notice this… I've been here in the WWE for ten years." The crowd cheers before I continue. "You and I, we've shared a lot of moments together; I've had WrestleMania moments with HBK, Triple H, The Rock… but in my ten years, I have never been interrogated more than I have been in the last week when the world keeps asking me – is Gwen really that good of a kisser?" I give the camera a look and I know Gwen's backstage shaking her head. Knowing that I'm embarrassing her a little makes things go a lot more smoothly for me. "Normally, a gentleman will not kiss and tell; but this time, I plan on making an exception." I take my hat off for a second and I recount the most incredible kiss I ever had with Gwen in my head. "Lemme tell ya…" But before I get to the juicy details…
"EXCUSE ME!"
The crowd boos loudly and I'm not sure if it's because Vickie is coming out or because she just interrupted me as I was about to kiss and tell.
"EXCUSE ME!"
I just chuckle. It seems that Gwen and I keep getting interrupted in some way, shape or form lately.
"You know, I hate to say 'I told you-'. No, wait. Who am I-EXCUSE ME!" And the crowd boos louder. We're in Louisiana, Vickie. They cast voodoo hexes on people here; do you really want to get on their bad side? "Who am I kidding? I LOVE to say 'I told you so'!" I see her climb into the ring and the only thing I can think about is Gwen coming out and showing her up. This is gonna be epic! Again, most of this is ad-libbed so even I don't know what she's going to say or do… and that kinda has me worried. "I mean, John. After your display of the disgusting lust scene you had last week, this confirms it. You and Gwen have been having an affair. And since vindication has put me in a holiday mood… it is the season to give. And I have a gift for you and Gwen. Excuse me."
Now, I watch as Vickie asks the guy next to the announce table to pass her a white box tied with a yellow ribbon and I'm standing there hoping she doesn't go mad bomber on everyone here.
"Please, tell me your gift is you retiring!" The crowd goes nuts. Hey, wishful thinking, right? I know I'm not the only one thinking that as Vickie shoots me a glare. "Oh, it's an actual present."
"Oh, no; John." Vickie sets the box down on the mat and opens it. I instinctively step back and… whew. Okay, no bomb.
"I can't wait to see it."
"I got you and Gwen matching bathrobes." She pulls one out and it has a cheap looking "his" monogram on it. "Would you like to try it on?" She asks me with a grin. "it's 'his'." I step away from it again with good reason this time.
"I have no idea where that's been." And the crowd goes nuts. They get it.
"This is a little token of my appreciation and love for you guys so you can bask in the honeymoon… phase. Tears. It's so sweet. While it lasts." And she finally drops the insincere smile. "Because the one thing that I'm gonna enjoy more than watching you two squirm week after week, is watching both of you implode when you whole world comes crashing down on both of you. Because it will, John. Because, may I remind you who we're talking about? I mean this is outspoken Gwen Turner! This girl says and does whatever she feels like without any forethought! I mean, let's review her lifestyle during her short stay for a minute. When you invited her to sit with at the announce table, she talked back to the Miz! He's a Superstar and she treated him like he was a regular person! And let's not forget the match between Damien Sandow and Brodus Clay. She got up and stopped Sandow from leaving the match. She flat out interfered and cost him the match and nothing was done about it! I mean, who does that?" As the "what" chants fill the arena, I just look at Vickie weirdly. Um… everyone interferes in matches… all the time. It's pro wrestling. I was about to let her know that when… "And then… I'm not done yet." Oh, joy. There's more. I just shrug my shoulder and let her go on with her rant, pointless as it is. "Even Paul Heyman, and I can't believe I'm actually agreeing with him, confirmed that her own big mouth was the reason she got suspended from her commentary job in the first place!" This is getting ridiculous and I silently pray that someone comes out and stops this! Luckily for me, I hear the words that signal the coming of a beautiful, chocolate skinned angel.
Music make you lose control, music make you lose control.
And there she is. I see Gwen walking out and despite having to keep an even expression on my face, I have a grin a mile wide going on the inside.
GWEN'S P.O.V.
I hear my music hit and as bad as I wanna jam to it, I keep my composure and just walk down the ramp. But there is a bright side to this as I see a lot of the fans in the crowd doing the dancing for me. Now that kicks ass! I just have on some blue jeans and my favorite Nike hi-tops and a navy blue shirt with Gambit on it that says "Everyday, I'm Shuffling." Marvel rules, baby! As I climb into the ring, I get the mic that's set aside for me and things are about to get… interesting. John asks me if I really want to go through with this and if I'm okay with it. Oh, I'm more than okay with this. As we have our little discussion, Vickie sees fit to interject herself into our conversation. I want to "interject" my brand new kicks up her ass, but I think better of it… for now.
"Uh… oh, wait. Lemme guess, Gwen. Are you coming out here to deny that in the short time you've been here, your mouth and your actions has gotten you into trouble on more than one occasion? Or maybe you want to deny that you've made a lot of enemies since you got here?"
As the wicked witch cackles at my expense, John, again, tries to talk me out of confronting Vickie, but I reassure him that I got this. After our talk, I feel like I can handle just about anything.
"I'm not gonna deny it, Vickie. You're right." Vickie has this smug grin on her face and I hope she enjoys it while she has it… because I love wiping them off. John tries to stop me again. I got this, baby. "No, no… it's okay, John. It's true."
"Let her speak." Oh, sure. Now, that I'm confirming your accusations, NOW you wanna let me talk. Your funeral, Guerrero.
"It's true. I know that I have issues with speaking my mind and letting my actions take over without any rhyme or reason. But, I'm trying to learn from my mistakes and I'm trying to become a better person. Do you know what a better person is, Vickie? Right, you have to be a person first. Never mind."
"Did you- did you just hear her!?" Vickie shrieked.
"Hey! I said I was trying. I never said anything about quitting cold turkey! Cut me some slack!" I shoot back to the delight of the crowd. "But, you know… now, that I think about it… this whole 'scandal' was based on the fact that John Cena and I had an 'inappropriate relationship', as you put it, while I was a broadcast commentator. But thanks to you, I'm not a commentator anymore." I give her a sly grin and Vickie returns it. Oh, you poor, cool haircut havin' deluded fool. If you only knew.
"And I thank you very, very much."
"No, thank you. Thank you, Vickie. Thank YOU because, now that I'm not a commentator… I can date whoever I want. I can SAY whatever I want."
"You do that anyway!" Vickie replies.
"THANK YOU, CAPTAIN OBVIOUS!" The crowd cheers for me. "And I can also DO whatever I want." Everyone in the arena whoops and hollers because they know things are gonna heat up. But I gotta keep this PG. Damn it! "For example, I can do this." I look up into John's gorgeous blue eyes and I stroke the hair that was just under his cap with my left hand. There was a little flirtation going on between us and that made John smile a little. After a few seconds of hair teasing, I tap John's nose the same was I do with Thunder sometimes and look at Vickie. Now, this is where I love having carte blanche. "Or… I can… do this." I give John a look and… I give him a hard slap on his tight ass. Nice and firm. Just the way I like it. John was so surprised by that slap, he dropped his mic. He quickly picks it back up and places both hands in front of his… little soldier. Oh, man! The look on his face… priceless! This is gonna be on a continuous loop on my playlist! For those of you keeping count, that's what you call payback. I've been waiting to get him back since Kelly and Michael. But now, I get to drive my point home. "Or… I can do this." I get up on my tiptoes and John and I lean in for a kiss until…
"Okay! Okay, okay, okay! I get it! I get it." Vickie concedes. "Move on."
Oh, I thought you wanted to let me speak. What made you change your mind?
"Yeah, I bet you get it now. Because, thanks to you, commentators and GMs can't do any of those things with talent anymore. Which is really too bad because you being the boss was the only way you would ever land a man." Boom. No disrespect to Eddie, but, lately, it's the truth. "Look. What I'm trying to say is I don't do that much barking anymore. But between the two of us, there's only one female dog in this ring right now." And the look on my face says I'm dead serious.
"You be careful what you say."
"Or what, Vickie? I'm right here. Do something about it!"
"How dare you talk to-"
And before I slap this woman's jowls into the cheap seats, Dolph's music plays. The hell!? He wasn't supposed to be in this promo! I can't see John's face right now, but I can tell he's not happy. Sure enough, out walks Dolph with that bent all to hell briefcase in his hands and a look of determination on his face. This can't be good.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. While this particular of the Jerry Springer Show is oh so entertaining, I'm gonna have to break up the hen party here. You're all losing fact of the real story here." What? They discontinued your favorite brand of peroxide? "John Cena can't deal with the fact that, last week, I tackled him through a bathroom wall and he just laid there and took it." Yeah, next time you can be on the receiving end of that and we'll see how well you fight back from that kind of shock. I hear Vickie cackling like the hen Dolph described her to be and John is doing his best not to run out a pound Ziggler's head into his trunks. "And then, for some reason, completely unprovoked, you cheap shotted me, John." Because you cheap shotted him that Monday during our kiss. How quickly you forget! Well, I haven't and neither has my friend back home. By the way… she says hi. "You attacked me from behind on SmackDown… and something about that just didn't sit right." What's he driving at? "Why would John Cena resort to such… cowardly tactics?" Um… I'll take BECAUSE YOU DID IT FIRST for 1000, Alex! "And I was racking my brain… and then it hit me." Well, it didn't hit you hard enough; you're still conscious. "I know, John. I know what's eating you up inside. Last week, when you kissed Gwen, and you dipped her and she wrapped her fingers around your neck, she closed her eyes, she puckered up and she shoved her tongue down your throat…" Calm down, John. Don't let this asswipe get in your head. "You know… that she was thinking about me the entire time." Dude, what the fuck are you smoking because I want some of that!
"'I know'. That's funny because here's what I know. The sun will rise tomorrow, this is Monday Night Raw, we are in Lafayette, Louisiana…" And John gets a thunderous pop for the shout out to the hosting town. "And I know I'm about to walk over there and stuff that briefcase down your throat!"
"Wait, wait, wait!" Don't stop him, Vickie! We all wanna see this! I know I do. "John, wait! There is not going to be any more fighting in a bathroom or on a stage! We're gonna settle this tonight in this ring. We're gonna see who the better man is." And, of course, I point to John. I have no idea what Dolph is. Like Vickie, the jury is out on his species. "Dolph Ziggler vs. John Cena. Tonight."
I see John mouth to Dolph "No problem; I'm ready." He may be, but is his knee ready? I know Dolph is gonna take advantage of this and try to take John out of action again. Not if I can help it.
After the promo, John and I are backstage and we talk about what just happened. I just smirk because John is sporting the same look that I usually have when he embarrasses me.
"What was that?" He smiles at me.
"What was what?" I smirk.
"You know perfectly well 'what'?" He chuckles. "That slap on my ass?"
"Oh, you mean that little love tap on your butt?" I ask innocently.
"No, I mean that slap on my ass." He laughs.
Slap. Love tap. Tomato, tomahto. I feign thinking of a good reason for slapping his tight, firm, perfectly sculpted ass and other than the fact that it was tight, firm and perfectly sculpted, I can't think of one. I did, however, think of a stupid reason.
"Isn't that what they do in sports?" Well, they do; don't they? John shoots me a look as if to ask me what I was smoking. What? Guys slap each other on the ass all the time. Even coaches slap their players in the ass sometimes. I see those highlight reels.
"Yeah; in baseball and football. Not so much in pro wrestling." He chuckled. "Really, why did you slap my ass?" He asks again with a smirk.
"Oh, that was payback."
"Payback? For what?"
"Let's rewind. Remember all that flirting you did on Raw… and on Kelly and Michael… and on The Chew?" I smirk.
"I do not recall any of the incidents of which you speak." He replies. He sounds just like a defendant on the witness stand, but the grin on his face gives away his guilt.
"Mmhmm. Anyway, I figured I couldn't let you have all the fun." I chuckle. "And that look on your face when I did was totally worth it."
"I said it before and I'll say it again. You are EVIL!" He laughs.
We share a good laugh together and I think about his match with Dolph later tonight. His knee still hasn't completely healed and I hope it holds up long enough for John to beat the shit outta him tonight. I know he's gonna use his Ziggler's last two stalking attempts and what he said during that promo as motivation.
"Be careful in your match with Dolph, okay?" I say to him. John caresses my cheek with his right hand and I can feel the warmth radiating in his palm.
"I promise. Every punch and kick I throw in there will send a message to Dolph to leave you alone." He gives me a quick, but soft kiss before giving me that smile I love looking at. "Now, I need to get my knee checked out and taped up. You be careful back here, alright?"
"I promise." I vow. There is no way I'm gonna put myself somewhere that Dolph can get to me. "Good luck."
"You're all the good luck I need." He smiles at me before he heads for the medical staff's office. I go in search of the monitor so I can watch the match. I can't wait to see him kick Ziggler's teeth in.
JOHN'S P.O.V.
I'm still livid over the stunt Dolph pulled during our promo. None of what he said was scripted and clearly, it was so he could get in my head. Well, all he did was light a fire under me.
"I'm almost finished, John." The medic says to me.
"Thanks." I tell him. As he finishes wrapping up my knee, I look at the monitor to see Josh Mathews enter the men's locker room where Dolph is warming up. It's taking everything in me to keep from leaping off this table. He just has to say one wrong thing…
"Excuse me, Dolph?" Josh begins. "Dolph, do you feel that by making the issues between you and John Cena so personal, that you've given Cena… extra incentive in your match tonight?"
"Extra incentinve? Josh, I'm Mr. Money in the Bank. I'm the sole survivor, I beat Randy Orton on SmackDown and I'm in the main event of Monday Night Raw tonight! It doesn't get any better." Dolph gloats. "My opponent, John Cena; he's preoccupied with an outspoken, loud, pathetic, weak motormouth! And I can't wait to see the look on her face after what I do to her boyfriend tonight."
"That's still to come." Jerry chimes in and I'm about to chime in with a rebuttal… with my fists. Our match is next after the commercial break and I'm chomping at the bit to get my hands on him!
"All done, John." The medic tells me.
"Thanks." Dolph needs to worry about the look on Vickie's face because if I have my way, his won't be recognizable in a minute.
GWEN'S P.O.V.
The time has come for John's match and I hear Cole and Jerry talk about the events on RAW leading up to it. Jerry says that calling this personal was an understatement. Tell me about it. I miss being out there but I know I'll be back soon… I hope. Then they recap what happened on this past SmackDown and I loved the ending to that. Can you tell? I'm backstage next to the monitor as Dolph's music hits. I watch this arrogant ass as he carries that blue briefcase in his hand. They cut to a shot of me watching him as he shows off that smug look on his face. He's so confident he's gonna win but I'm confident he won't because John comes out to his ring theme! I hear him say that it's time to go to work and I nod in agreement. Throughout the match, Cole and Jerry talk about our kiss and whether or not John is worried about me and if I'm on his mind. I know I am because he's on mine. But as far as worry goes, I'm more worried about him right now.
-Later-
The action goes back and forth between the two until John locks in the STF again! Dolph's face is marred in agony as the painful hold is slapped on him and I see him crawling to the ropes.
"Drag him back, John." I whisper to myself as they cut to me again. They see me mentally cheering him on as Dolph gets to the ropes. Damn! John holds on for a couple of extra seconds before he's forced to break the hold. Too bad it isn't a no DQ match. Dolph retaliates with a dropkick and he's slow to get back up. They both are, to be honest. Dolph goes to the top rope and lands a cross body, but John rolls with it and uses the momentum to hoist Dolph over his shoulder for an F.U. And yes, I still call it the F.U. He goes for it, but Dolph catches himself at the last minute and hits the Zig Zag! No! Cena powers out after 2, despite Dolph grabbing his shorts. Whew, that was too close. Then the match turns into a slug fest… and a kick fest… and another slug fest until John misses a right and Dolph rolls him up for another 2 count. John catches Dolph and puts him down to the mat with a hard slam and I see him go for the five knuckle shuffle… but his left knee gives out on him. I was afraid of this. He rolls out of the ring and as a medic and a ref go over to check on him, I see Dolph go to the corner and mess with the turnbuckle pad. OH, HELL TO THE NO! I have to stop this! I bolt from the back and make my way to the ring as fast as my legs can carry me. Dolph manages to get some of the rope loose when I jump up onto the apron and block him.
"You wanna see the look on my face, HERE IT IS! Up close and personal!" I yell at him and he backs away from the turnbuckle. We're having words and the next thing I know, I feel someone pull on my left leg. I look down… and it's Vickie. No, I take that back. I look down… and it's the new target of my anger. She yells at me and thinks she can intimidate me? She has no idea who she's messing with. I slowly take my glasses off and hook them on the neck of my t-shirt and I stare down this bulldog looking bitch in a nice purple dress. Hey, I can badmouth them and compliment at the same time. Soon, the ref comes back into the ring and tells us to go.
"Chill out. Barney and I were just leaving." I tell him, but my eyes never leave Vickie.
I can't really blame him; there's no way he can officiate the current match AND a catfight. As I stare Vickie into backing away, Dolph tries to get in a cheap shot with that briefcase, but John ducks and lands his F.U. for the win! When I hear John's music begin, I just give Vickie a smirk before going to congratulate John. Vickie can't believe Dolph lost and as he rolls out of the ring in utter defeat, I shoot him and Vickie a big, fat BOOYAH! I roll into the ring as John gets on the second rope in the corner. I look on with concern because I didn't want him to fall off the ropes after a win like that.
"Whoa. Easy there, John." I say as he raises his arms in victory and gives a salute to the crowd. I watch him throw some wristbands to some lucky fans and carefully come down from the corner. As he throws one more wristband into the crowd, he turns around to see me standing there looking worried.
"Are you alright?" I ask him.
"Yeah, I'm fine… now." He tells me. "But why did you come out here? You could have been hurt."
"I know. But I couldn't stand by and let Dolph get away with trying to cheat." I tell him. "I know I put myself in danger again and I'm sorry. I'll just go back."
I turn to leave the ring, but then John grabs my arm keeping me from doing that.
"Wait… don't go."
We stand there in the ring looking into each other's eyes and before I could inhale, John captures my lips in a juicy, passionate kiss. This time the gloss is green apple. The crowd goes nuts as we give them the remix of our kiss last week as Cole and Jerry recap what just happened with Dolph trying to cheat and Vickie trying to stop me. After the show the clip, John watches on the TitanTron and I shrug my shoulders.
"It appears that things are blossoming for Cena and Gwen." Cole announces.
I hear the crowd chanting "Cena's hero!" and John holds his hand out to me to give me props. Not only that, he grabs my hand and raises it in victory as if I won the match.
"Whoa! Looks like Cena's hero saved the day again. What did Gwen say earlier tonight? Since she's no longer a broadcast commentator, she can date whoever she wants and she can do whatever she wants… and apparently… she's taking advantage." Cole adds as John holds the ropes open for me. I climb out first and John carefully slides out, good leg first. I put my arm around his waist so John can use me as a crutch to help him get backstage. His arm goes around my shoulder and I look up and say…
"I got you, now."
"Wouldn't want it any other way." He smiles down at me. If someone turned on Raw right now, they'd think we were boyfriend and girlfriend… and they'd be right. Once backstage, John is approached by someone to do a promo for WWE dot com.
"John! That was an intense match against Dolph! How do you feel about securing such a win?"
"It was intense, to say the least. I had a lot of motivation going into it, thanks to Dolph. I thought he would get away with cheating but this beautiful woman came to my rescue." He says and, again, I'm embarrassed.
"John." I hang my head, but John gently lifts it up so the world can see me.
"And while I have you here, I want to set the record straight. The WWE Universe has been wondering if Gwen and I are an item or not. Well…"
He shoots the camera a grin and plants another hot kiss on me.
"I think that says it all."
I'll say. That kiss said "TURN THE CAMERA OFF! WE WANT PRIVACY!"
"Thanks, John." The camera guy smiled as he walked away. John waits until the guy's out of earshot and John whispers in my ear.
"Is that one of the lip glosses Dee gave you?"
Mmmm, he can whisper in my ear any time he wants.
"Yup. Green apple. You like it?"
"You know I do. I can't wait to taste them all."
"Neither can I." I smirk at him. We share one more kiss and John looks me in the eyes. "I'll see you back at the hotel… in our room."
"See you then." I smile as John makes his way to the medic to get his knee looked at again.
I feel like I'm walking on air as I look for the Divas puppysitting Thunder. I look on one of the monitors and #CenasHero is trending worldwide! I'm a trend, John kicked Dolph's ass and we made our relationship official. I feel like everything's right with the world… and then I get attacked from behind. I feel myself fall forward and I go on instincts. I use my legs to trip up my attacker and when I look down at their face… it's EVE! She isn't even on tonight so what the fuck is she doing here!? All I know is she did the one thing I hoped she would do… she put her hands on me! Now, she flipped my switch.
"BITCH MODE, ON!" I yell out as I threw my glasses over to a camera guy. They're not prescription and I wear those soft contacts under them for just such an occasion. Eve gets up from the floor and tries to tackle me, but I grab her arm and fling her into a production trunk. "What is your problem!?"
"YOU LITTLE BITCH!" She screams at me. "You got me fired from my assistant job and you stole John from me!"
"John was never yours and you got your own triflin' ass fired!" I shout back.
Meanwhile…
"Hang on! I've just received word that there is a fight going on in the back between Eve Torres and Gwen Turner! Let's take you back there!"
Cole announces and that's when the cameras cut back to me and Eve.
"You've been a thorn in my side since you arrived; now you're gonna pay!" Then, the hoeski slaps me. I hope this bitch's burial's paid up!
"You wanna go there. Alright. I'll see your slap…" I rear my balled up fist back and deliver a punch to her face that Dee would be proud of. "…and raise you a PUNCH!" Then the fake ass Miss America lunges at me and we have a cat fight that would rival the one between Trish Stratus and Lita. Divas crowd around us and they start cheering for me to beat her ass and refs come out to break us up. Two hold her back… and four hold me back. FOUR! That's how pissed I was! I can only imagine a certain motormouth's reaction to this back home.
-Greenville, MS-
DEE'S P.O.V.
I'm watching RAW as usual and I'm on top of the world when I see Gwen come out during the match between Cena and Dolph. She got right in his face and did the same when Icky Vickie came out. Way to stand your ground, girl! I was about to go to the kitchen for a snack when I hear Cole.
"Hang on! I've just received word that there is a fight going on in the back between Eve Torres and Gwen Turner! Let's take you back there!"
"WHAT THE FUCK!?" My sneakers left skid marks on my carpet as I ran back to my seat and I was glued to the tube when I saw Gwen and Eve facing off. I see Eve slap Gwen and I was ready to get that sawed off shot gun when I saw my best friend reach back and punch the taste outta that bitch's mouth.
"HELL YEAH! KNOCK EVERY ONE OF HER TEETH OUT!" I shout as I jump out of my seat. I see Gwen and Eve in a cat fight to end all catfights and I'm throwing punches and kicks of my own as I mentally join her in kicking this hoeski's ass! "RIP OUT THAT BITCH'S FAKE ASS WEAVE AND SHOVE IT DOWN HER THROAT! TEAR HER ASS OUT THE GODDAMNED FRAME!"
WHOO! This is the best Raw yet! I've been waiting to see Gwen beat this bitch down! I hear Cole calling the impromptu fight and they show it from the beginning. It clearly proves that Eve landed the first punch so Gwen was well within her right mop the floor with her. I stand and applaud after they break it up and I see that it took six guys-two for Eve and four for Gwen. I am so calling her after the show's over! It looks like she has things handled, but if she does need back up, me and my shotgun will be on the first bus out. They're not as stringent with their bag checks as airlines.
-Back at Raw-
I can't believe she attacked me! Okay, maybe I can believe it but I didn't think she'd be stupid enough to do it on live tv.
"I hope she's not in the building anymore because I'm wound up tighter than a 2-dollar watch!" I tell the Divas. "What the hell was her malfunction!?"
"I dunno, girl, but you took her down like a boss!" Naomi smiled.
"You did just right, though. She attacked you first." Cameron replied.
"I wasn't gonna let her get a free hit off of me." I say as I look at the floor.
"What are you looking for? Your glasses?" Kaitlyn asks me. "Because that camera guy still has them."
"No, Eve's teeth. Did I knock any out?"
"I don't think so." Layla replied.
"Damn! I wanted to send Dee a souvenir." I close my eyes and let out a long exhale in an effort to center myself. I'm gonna need to do a hell of a lot of exhaling because I'm still wound up! I let out another exhale and when I open my eyes, I see John in front of me with a look of concern on his face.
"Are you alright? What happened?"
"Eve happened." I answer. "She jumped me from behind."
"But Gwen took her down." A.J. grinned. "It was so awesome!"
"She blamed her for getting her fired and for stealing you away from her." Kaitlyn tells John.
"Is she serious!?" John asks in disbelief. "I thought Dolph was delusional."
He is. Eve's just her own brand of nutjob known as the crazy bitch.
"I just want to get out of here." I sigh.
"You wanna hang with us until John finishes with his dark match later?" Tamina asks me.
"Yeah, thanks."
"Okay, I'll come by later." John tells me.
"Okay." He gives me a quick kiss in front of the Divas and they all go crazy. He shoots me a wink before leaving and I shake my head at the girls. "Okay, let's go to your room so you can grill me about everything again."
"Actually, we were just gonna rent a DVD, but if that's what you want!" AJ grins stupidly.
"What? No! We can do the dvd-"
"Too late!" The girls laugh.
Ugh! This is one time my big mouth DIDN'T work in my favor.
-Later-
We're all in A.J.'s room and, like last time, I'm being hit with question after question about the our promo and the kiss-part two.
"So… we can kinda guess about the kiss. I'm not concerned with that." Layla began. "I wanna know how John's ass felt when you slapped it."
Okay… I didn't see that coming! But, you have to admit that an ass like John's garners some attention.
"So, this is what our girls' nights have come down to… talking about John's ass." I chuckle.
"Yeah." The girls laugh. I just shake my head and smirk.
"Well, it's a lot firmer than I anticipated." I smirk.
Before Kaitlyn could as her own question, I hear my phone ringing and Thunder, being the helpful little Yorkie he is, pulls my purse to me.
"Saved by the Boondocks! Thanks, sweetie." I scratch his ears and pull my phone out of my purse. The Boondocks theme song plays and that's my special ringtone for Dee.
(A/N: I'll post a link to the music.)
"A hundred bucks says the first thing she brings up is my catfight with Eve."
"Nobody here is dumb enough to take that bet because we all know she's gonna bring it up." A.J. smirks. Okay, so I won't make any extra money tonight. Oh, well. I turn on the phone and put it on speaker. Everyone put in their earplugs that have become standard issue now and I begin. "Hey, Dee."
"YOU KICKED HER ASS!" Dee yells. "I LOVED IT!"
"Thanks, Dee." I chuckled. "But, thanks to everyone knowing how you operate, I missed out on making some easy money."
"You tried to sucker them into betting on what I was going to say first; didn't you?" I hear her ask me.
"It didn't work. You said what everyone else thought you'd say." I pout. "Why couldn't you be more unpredictable?"
"My best friend was in an epic cat fight with the hoeski of the millennium! OF COURSE, I was gonna talk about it!"
That's Dee for you. If she's not talking about sex, she's talking about kicking someone's ass.
"You could have ripped out more of her hair, though. I wanted a souvenir."
"Maybe I will if she attacks me again." I chuckle.
"Well, I just wanted to touch base on the fight. And your promo with John. I loved the part where he grabbed you and was like… don't go. And the kiss afterwards! Whoo! Which flavor was it tonight?"
"Wait… flavor?" Naomi asks me.
"Yeah. Last week, I used some lip gloss Dee gave me before I left home and when I went back, she gave me a pack with that and five other flavors. I used the green apple one tonight."
"That reminds me… I packed some extras for the Divas." Dee tells me. "It's in your rolling suitcase."
"Really? Okay. Hang on, guys." I get up to go back to my room and look in my suitcase.
"I'm coming with you." Kaitlyn offered. Better safe than sorry.
"Thanks, Kaitlyn. I'll be back in a sec." It's a good thing my room's on the same floor and just down the hall. Once I get there, I go to my rolling suitcase and, sure enough, there were lip gloss sets just like mine with the six flavors-black cherry… my favorite… green apple, white chocolate, orange crush, strawberry and pina colada. I'm not crazy about coconut, in fact that stuff makes me nauseous. I go back to A.J.s room with Kaitlyn and I pass them out to the girls who immediately try them out. NOT ON EACH OTHER, you pervs!
"Dee, love you!" Cameron shouts out.
"I'm gonna try this stuff out tonight. I got a date with Jimmy later." Naomi smirks.
"You go, girl!" Dee yells over the phone.
"Hey, do any of you like coconut?" I ask with a cringe.
"I do! It's my favorite!" A.J. smiles.
"Here. You can have my pina colada." I hand her the one lip gloss I will NOT be using… ever. "I hate coconut."
"Sorry, girl. It came with the set." Dee apologizes.
"Don't sweat it. It's going to a good home." I chuckle.
"But she does bring up a good point." Kaitlyn smirks. "That part where John was like 'don't go' was so romantic."
"Too bad Eve had to ruin it." Tamina scowled. "Personally, I'd love to see you two in a match."
"You and the rest of the WWE Universe." Layla nodded.
"AND ME! I wanna see my girl kick Eve's teeth in!" Dee chimes in.
"But, I don't have any wrestling training! That fight happened because she jumped me." I tell them.
"Uh… HELLO! You're friends with most of the Divas on the roster. All you'd need is a little polish from us and with your athleticism from your Karate training, you'd do just fine against Eve." Cameron nodded.
"Idea! A mixed tag match! Gwen and John against Hoeski and Douchebag!" Dee suggests. "Kinda sounds like a bad 70's cop show-Hoeski and Douchebag."
"Hey. Don't dis 70's cop shows. I binge watch Starsky and Hutch all the time." Kaitlyn chuckles.
"Speaking of cop shows, when are you gonna get kinky with John and pull out the cuffs?" Tamina smirks at me.
Cuffs!? I just became John's girlfriend and they're trying to turn me into a dominatrix! Slow down, girls!
"That's not for a while yet! We just made our relationship official." I chuckle in embarrassment.
"Yeah, well if you ever do… I have a couple of pairs you can borrow." She wiggles her eyebrows. No comment.
"I'll keep that in mind." I chuckle.
And we went from romance, to violence, to sex… and somehow it tangled into a combination of all three when Tamina brought up the handcuffs. Yup, typical girls' night with the Divas. Although… the thought of John handcuffed to the bed… coupled with eating the lava cake off his abs? Mmm, I'll DEFINITELY save that for later use!
END OF CHAPTER 26
Well… it happened! It FINALLY happened! WE HAVE A CATFIGHT! Eve proves that she's still a problem for Gwen, but Gwen's turning into a problem solver. Is there a possible match in her future and is Dolph going to get reprimanded for stalking Gwen? If you wanna find out, read, REVIEW and pass it on. Hopefully this train of inspiration keeps chugging along and I crank out another chapter soon. Till then, love, peace and HAIR GREASE!