I'm glad I was able to shock some of you guys with the ending of the last chapter! It just popped into my head and I wrote it down. I'm still very happy that I can surprise you guys! I love all of your reviews about it, I laughed at a lot of them. They made me feel happy. :]

Thank you to those who wished me luck on my finals, I passed all of them with flying colors! In a few months I will be a High School Graduate! I'm so excited! I'm going to be certified as a CNA and then go and specialize in Sports Medicine and Physical Therapy. Hopefully I'll be able to rape, I mean, massage the WWE Superstars one day. Ultimate goal is to work for some major NFL team or under WWE. Wish me luck!

Also, the best of luck to everyone who is doing finals or preparing to start their life off in college. You guys will do amazing! I have faith in you!

I am also sorry that I havent updated like I used to. I had a short writers block but I'm okay now. :D

Last Friday Night (T.G.I.F.) – Katy Perry

"There's a stranger in my bed, there's a pounding in my head.
Glitter all over the room; pink flamingos in the pool.
I smell like a minibar. DJ's passed out in the yard.
Barbie's on the barbeque. This a hickie or a bruise?
Pictures of last night ended up online. I'm screwed.
Oh well. It's a black top blur but I'm pretty sure it ruled.(Damn)
Last Friday night, yeah we danced on tabletops
and we took too many shots, think we kissed but I forgot.
Last Friday night, yeah we maxed our credit cards
and got kicked out of the bar so we hit the boulevard
Last Friday night; we went streaking in the park.
Skinny dipping in the dark then had a menage a trios.
Last Friday night, yeah I think we broke the law,
always say we're gonna stop. This Friday night, do it all again."

January 5, 2011
John Cena's House
Tampa, Florida
10:34 AM

"Dude, what happened last night?" John asked as my eyes fluttered open. I screamed loudly and jumped over Randy to the opposite side of the bed. "Whoa!"

"RANDY!" I yelled at him, smacking his chest to wake him up. Randy shot up and looked around, his eyes landing on the sleepy John Cena in the bed.

"Dude, what are you doing in our bed?" Randy asked John, rubbing his eyes to get the sleep out of them. He looked down at his body and noticed he was near naked. He screamed and hugged the blanket closer to him. "WHY AM I NEARLY NAKED!"

I looked down at smiled at myself; I was still fully dressed, as much as you could be with what I was wearing. John looked down and saw he was nearly naked. "WHY AM I NEARLY NAKED?"

"You guys made out!" I screamed remembering the previous night. "You guys kissed and nearly did the dirty!"

Randy and John stared at each other for a long time, giving each other glares and sizing them up. I just smirked and watched them have their stare down feeling quite powerful for some reason. I tried not to laugh as Randy's face turned into disgust, his eyes widening as realization crept into his mind. "Hey, hey, hey! You guys were getting into it! It would have gone farther if you," I pointed to Randy whose head snapped towards me. "didn't pass out!"

"You were awake for it?" Randy asked shocked that I had let it go on in the first place.

"And the only sober one!" I laughed hysterically at their faces. "It was so funny! I didn't have the heart to break you two love birds up!" I giggled and climbed over the both of them, holding my shirt to my chest so I didn't flash either of them. "What I don't understand is how you got back into the bed Randy and I were in when I put you in yours." I said pointing at John and then towards the door.

Randy grabbed my hips and pulled me down between the both of them. John held my shoulders down and Randy sat up fully. I looked at both of them as John tried not to put his hand on my hair and pull it to death. Randy straddled my hips and I watched him wearily.

"What should we do to her?" Randy asked John completely seriously.

"I think we should punish her." John replied just as serious.

I looked at them incredulously. "You cannot be serious!"

"Are we stuttering?" Randy asked, looking down at me.

"N-no, but I am!" I sputtered out, trying to wiggle my way away from them with a smile still on my face.

"GET HER!" John yelled.

I was attacked by their 'tickle monster' and all I could focus on was trying not to pee myself.

January 17, 2010
Little Rock, Arkansas
The Arena

I dressed in my black and purple ring attire, waiting for John to meet me in the locker room. I was going to walk out with him to the ring and stand guard. Now that we knew Phil was the new leader of Nexus, neither one of us was safe, so we stayed together. We were safe from Wade Barrett since he was on SmackDown and we would only see him when the time for Pay-Per Views came around.

Randy walked in, all oiled and sweaty from his match that just took place against Dolph. Of course, my man won. I still couldn't take Dolph seriously because I remember him as one of those male cheerleaders in the Spirit Squad. I tried not to laugh every time I saw him. He had potential, that was for sure, but if I could get over the fact that he had human waste dumped on him by my father and my uncle, then maybe I could actually like him.

Shawn was going to be inducted into the Hall of Fame this year. I had found out when the rest of the world did. I had called him and tried not to curse my father out for not telling me sooner but I was elated that he would become a legend. Shawn didn't tell us who was going to induct him because he didn't know at the moment. It would probably be Hunter and I doing the honors for my father. Nothing would make me happier but if he wanted someone different, I would accept that. I would be just ecstatic for being in the same room when he was going into the Hall.

Randy smiled at him, hugging me closer to him, making his skin slick against me. "I love you."

"I love you." I replied running a towel down his chest to get some of the oil off. "You did great out there."

"I always do." He replied cockily. I rolled my eyes and stepped back, letting the towel go lower down his stomach.

He let slip a throat growl at me as the towel hit his lower abdominals. "Keep it up and you'll be late for Cena."

I smirked and brought it lower. "You didn't seem to be bothered a few weeks ago when you were shoving your tongue down his throat."

It happened really fast that my mind was not even able to comprehend how I got up against the wall with my short shorts gone off my body. Randy's trunks were gone and his lips were pressed against mine. I felt his hand go between our bodies and grab his cock and angling it so he could violently push into me. I pulled away from his lips and gasped out, holding onto his shoulders and wrapping my legs around his waist.

"Oh God." I moaned loudly, my nails digging into his shoulders.

"No, just me Kayley." Randy replied thrusting to the hilt. When he was in to the hilt, he pressed a kiss to my temple. "Have I ever told you that this is the only place I ever want to be?" He whispered.

I shook my head and rolled my hips against his, he responded back with a throaty growl. He captured my bottom lip, sucking and nibbling as he began to thrust into me. No matter how many times we did this, I could never get over how unbelievably amazing Randy looked. He was vulnerable and out of character. The sounds he made, and the times he would moan my name always made my chest swell with pride, and always brought me that much closer to release. I was sure I did the same thing to him as he does to me.

"Randy," I choked out. I looked down at him as he looked up at me. He kissed me again and violently pushed himself back against me, making me get pushed up the wall. "I'm cumming."

He growled again. We didn't have a lot of time so he worked his magic quickly, making it less than a five minute sex session. I arched my back as he bit my neck. I clung tightly to him, wanting to feel every bit of his strong body. I heard him yell out my name and with that, I saw stars. It was as though every muscle in my body had been held taut and then suddenly let go. All the tension drained from my body, and in its wake was this weak feeling. It was delicious.

Randy set me down on the floor and stepped away from me. His smirk was the only thing he gave me before disappearing into the bathroom to take a shower. I chuckled and got redressed, doing my makeup over and getting ready before John made his appearance.

John opened the locker room door and stopped short, as if he had just run into a brick wall. He turned and looked at me, his eyebrows rising in disapproval. "You couldn't wait?"

I blushed and looked down, my feet suddenly interesting. "No…" I grinned sheepishly.

He just laughed and grabbed my hand. "RANDY, I'M TAKING YOUR GIRL NOW!"

"BE CAREFUL WITH HER!" Randy yelled back from the shower.

"Let's go sex machine." John pushed me out the door, slapping my backside to get me going.

"Don't call me that." I replied, smiling as he stepped into line with me. "Would you like me to call you Viper Kisser?"

"That was lame." John responded, putting his arm around my shoulders. I tensed and looked at him as he leaned in closer. "Plus, I was drunk. I didn't mean to make out with your fiancée."

"But you did and you looked like you would have loved to be able to stick it in his-"

"That's enough out of you Michaels." John shushed me, walking on beside me towards the Gorilla position. "Anyway, have you talked to Shawn lately?"

"Yeah. Oh! I told him about your whole make out session." I replied with a big smile on his face. "He prayed for you."

He slapped his hand to his forehead and sighed heavily. "Who else have you told?"

"I told Hunter, Stephanie, Shane, Shawn, Maryse, annnnnnnd I think that's about it." I said as we came to a stop outside the curtain.

"I should smack you but I don't hit women…" John said. "Yet."

I laughed and hugged him, resting my head on his chest. "You wouldn't hit me, you love me too much." I smiled and looked up at him.

"Love has nothing to do with it." He laughed, pecking me so quick on the lips; I had to blink to wonder what just happened. "Anyway, I heard there was a surprise tonight but there really hasn't been one. I wonder what's gonna happen."

I shrugged, not really caring. "Dunno."

"What's wrong, you've seem, no offense, emotional lately."

"I'm not sure. My period is coming in a week so it usually happens."

"Ah, blame it on PMS."

"You know what PMS stands for right?" I asked looking up at him.

"Premenstrual Syndrome right?"

"No, Pissed at Men Syndrome." I replied, standing up straight and watching the TV. "Beware."

"Um…"

"It also stands for Pass My Shotgun, Psychotic Mood Shift, Pack My Shit, Permanent Menstrual Syndrome, Perpetual Munching Spree, Puffy Mid-Section, People Make Me Sick, Provide Me with Sweets, Pardon My Sobbing, Pimples May Surface, Pass My Sweatpants, Pissy Mood Syndrome, Plainly Men Suck, ya know what? Who cares? I'm not in the mood to play this anymore!"

John just stood there looking extremely lost. I knew I shouldn't have gone off on him but it was fun. I only did it as a joke and as long as he thought I was going to have a period soon, he wouldn't ask me unnecessary questions. Win-Win situation. I jumped in place, getting myself ready for whatever I had to do out there. I knew for the moment, I was to look out for a Nexus member even if they were not allowed at ring side. I had to be on my mark.

John shifted from side to side as CM Punk passed us and made his way towards the ring with his members of Nexus. I rolled my eyes and watched on the monitor. As I watch the Nexus, I am actually glad I went through Legacy and the Old Nexus; I was stronger than the New Nexus by far because of it. If I was a part of the New Nexus, I would have surely slapped the crap out of Phil.

John's music blared and we both ran out together. We looked amazing on screen together and we had so much chemistry together. We were able to get the crowd to purge their emotions for us, giving them release from the outside world, as if they were in a dream watching us. I slapped hands with fans and walked around the ring as John was in it. I walked towards the announcing table where there was a chair for me if I wanted to sit down. I smiled and walked over to King, kissing him on the cheek, making him smile brightly and talk into the headset.

"What about me!" Michael Cole asked.

I did Maryse's hand thing, giving it to Cole and walking around the ring as John unloaded on Phil. I heard King laugh openly at Cole as I cheered on John. John was throwing Phil from corner to corner, giving him a glare of hatred. I didn't know what had recently gone on between them outside the ring and it wasn't my business, but something had happened because of John's body language.

Phil kicked John outside the ring and onto the mat below. I instantly ran over and squatted down to check on him. "John, are you okay?"

John groaned in pain but nodded none the less. "I'm fine."

"Come on baby, get up!" I cheered for him as Phil got him back into the ring. I had backed away before Phil was able to push me away.

John had amazing strength, which always made me tingle. He had that effect on me. His strength never ceased to amaze me. For a few moments, Phil had John grounded before John got back into it.

Phil wrapped his legs around John's neck and I couldn't help but think about the night he made out with Randy. If it had gone farther, was this what I was going to see? John was able to break out of it and hit his shoulder blocks, finishing with the big back drop. They go back and forth for a few minutes with me hitting on the canvas for John to keep going. John went for the Attitude Adjustment but Phil was able to counter and get a two count. Phil ran and hits the big knee to the face in the corner following it up with the bulldog. He went for another cover but he only got a two count. Thank God.

He went for the Go to Sleep but John caught his leg and locked on the STF. Phil made it to the ropes for the hold to be broken. I cursed to myself jumping up and down for John. John winked at me and turned around only to be caught with the move he was going to go for.

I sighed and leaned down to see under the bottom rope as they get up. John went for another Attitude Adjustment but Phil grabbed the ropes and broke it. Phil got another knee to the head from the apron along with a springboard clothesline for a two count. John was doing good, holding up against Phil. Once they were both up, they went at it again. John kept going to the Attitude Adjustment and I wanted to scream at him to try something else as Phil slide out and dropped John on his face. John was locked in the Anaconda Vice and was slowly fading.

"COME ON JOHN!" I screamed. He seemed to be woken up from that and made it to the rope after a few seconds. Phil broke the hold but kicked John in the head, sending him down onto the floor. I rushed over and checked on him. "Come on babe, hold in there."

Phil leaped from the apron and John caught him in mid-air, ramming him into the ring post. John went up top and I wanted to shake my head. He only went up top when he knew he needed some help.

Phil got up and knocked John down on the turnbuckle. I didn't really watch the match after that because the whole air in the arena shifted and I knew something was going to happen. I looked up towards the ramp and a huge man came running down, jumping up onto the apron.

My first reaction was to run off screaming. At first glance, it looked like Batista, the only man I actually feared with a great heart. I blinked and looked closer, wondering who he was as he just stared at John. Obviously, John thought it was Dave at first too. Phil was able to come up because of the distraction. The man got into the ring and Phil stretched his arms out, waiting for something. The man ran the ropes and laid Punk out.

The man picked up John and dropped him with a big slam. I went to slide into the ring but Nexus was already making their way down. I ran to the front of the ring, standing guard while hoping that John wasn't getting more hurt. I turned my head to watch the man and Phil stare at each other. The man finally bowed to one knee and Phil put a Nexus armband on him, welcoming him to the group.

I growled and got into the ring to help John but Phil stepped up to me. The man stood behind Phil as Nexus drew in closer. I blinked a few times, trying to make sense of everything. "Let me get to John."

Phil smiled and tilted his head, running his fingers down my cheek and neck. I flinched away from him, my face turning into disgust as he continued to grin. I felt Nexus surround me and I looked back at Phil as he started to talk. "You would be a great addition to Nexus."

I growled and stepped closer to him, making Phil step back. "I've been through Legacy and the Old Nexus; I am perfectly fine standing aside John Cena, thanks."

"I can offer you and guarantee fame and greatness." Phil replied. I saw Husky Harris out of the corner of my eye move in closer.

"I can offer you and guarantee you my foot in your mouth." I responded. I looked behind him at John who was still knocked out. "Move."

Phil shook his head and stepped closer. Our chests were touching and I watched him, turning my head slightly as if challenging him to do something. "This time, I will not be interrupted."

Phil grabbed my neck and kissed me deeply. I grabbed his hair and pulled with all my might, making his head snap back. His lips were off of mine and my eyes had darkened drastically. His bright eyes were full of fear and I slammed my fist into his face.

It proved to be a bad move as Nexus got on me. Most of them had never hit or fake hit a girl before so they were trying to treat me as a man. I covered my head as music blasted above me. Randy had run out and chased Nexus off, grabbing me and pulling me against his shaking body. I curled into his side as he watched Phil with such distaste; it made me fear for his future.

"I'll take care of it." Randy promised to me. John got up and stood behind us, staring at Nexus. "This isn't over."

"You can't take care of it, Randy. You need to focus on the Miz." John replied.

"I will take care of it backstage without the peering eyes of the audience." Randy helped me stand up and we stood face to face with John. It seemed to me that the two men forgot they were in front of fans. "You better take care of them in the damn ring."

John nodded and shook Randy's hand as we all looked back up at Nexus, who were all smirks at us.

All I could feel was the pain in my stomach and chest.