Title: The Heights Of Love
Rating: PG-13
Pairing/Character(s): John Cena/OC (Shane McMahon and Randy Orton make regular apperances)
Summary: John and Brianna get into a fight in front of the family, which leads to a shocking confession by Brianna.
Warnings: WWE Story Lines
Length: Medium
Word Count: 1,372
Chapter #: (38/?)
WIP or Complete: Work In Progress
Author's Note: The Plot Thickens.
A/N #2: Well I have offically finished The Heights of Love, chapter 50 is complete and I'm slowly but surely working on the next part which is intitled Nothing Can Tear Us Apart. Expect that to be posted here sometime in November.
"Hey what do you guys say we do something?" Randy asked ginning at Stacey.
"Sorry Randy, I've got a class in thirty minutes," She said frowning.
"We better be heading back anyways," John said as he and Brianna stood up. "Mom said she wanted us home for dinner, cooking something special apparently."
"But," Randy said looking quickly from John to Stacey "I wanted to hang out!"
"Later Randy," Brianna laughed padding him lightly on the shoulder. "Just give her your number and be done with it."
"I made the first move," Stacey grinned.
"I saw," Brianna smiled back. "I'll keep in touch, you can always catch me Mondays on RAW," She said slowly.
"I'll call you," Stacey said hugging her friend.
"Call me too," Randy grinned holding out a piece of paper to Stacey.
"I will," She blushed taking it, avoiding his gaze.
"You can catch me on Mondays too," He said kissing her lightly on the cheek.
"Stacey it was nice to meet you," John smiled at her as he got into the car.
"Nice to meet you too John, and good to see you in person and not on the TV," Stacey smiled kindly as she stood on the sidewalk. "Bye guys."
"John," Brianna groaned as she clutched her stomach laying down on his bed.
Once they returned home and loaded up everything they took from Brianna's dorm into the bus, her stomach seemed to be going into seizures. It was the most painful thing she had ever experienced. John had to carry her up the stairs because she couldn't walk.
"Bri," John said frantically as he came running into the room with some medicine. "What's wrong is it getting worse?"
"I feel like my body is cracking in half," She groaned clutching her stomach bringing her knees closer to her chest. "What's going on?"
"I asked Mom," He said holding up her head as he helped her drink down the stomach medicine "It's just the baby growing, your body getting used to it."
"It's so painful," She said her face contorting in pain as John laid her head back down on the pillows. "Why is it so painful?"
"I wish I could do something," John frowned cupping her face in his hands, wiping the tears away. "Would you like any food, a change of clothing, more pillows, or another blanket?"
"John," She laughed. "Just stay with me, please, till I feel a little better that I can get up and eat."
"Sure," John smiled laying down next to her on his side as he brushed back her bangs from her face.
"Everything thing seems to happen to us doesn't it?" Brianna laughed her body finally relaxing.
"At least we got through packing up your dorm without any problems," John smiled.
"Well, except for Randy falling head over heels for Stacey," Brianna smirked.
"He doesn't seem like her type at all though," John said slowly. "And I never thought he would like her."
"Me either that's for sure," She sighed laying on her back as John lightly rubbed her stomach.
"Bri," Randy said knocking on the door looking concerned.
"Randy," John said looking over his shoulder at him.
"Hey Randy," Brianna said sitting up a little to look over John.
"Are you feeling better?" He asked slowly
"A little," She said as she laid her hand over Johns.
"Anything wrong," John asked slowly laying back on his back looking at Randy.
"Your Mom wanted me to come up and tell you guys it's dinner time," He said smiling weakly. "You up for it Bri?"
"I think so," She said slowly sitting up grabbing her stomach.
"You know it's not the best to be laying basically on the floor," Randy said biting his lip.
"Randy," John said glaring. "You sound like my mother."
"Well I should," He grinned "She told me to say that."
"Well it would sure help my case if I wasn't, that's for sure," Brianna laughed trying to get off the bed.
"Here," John laughed standing up quickly and helping Brianna up.
"Oh," She said clutching her stomach.
"You okay?" Randy asked seriously rushing to her.
"Yeah," She said taking a deep breath.
"Maybe you should stay up here and I'll bring the food to you," John said concerned as she held onto his arm.
"Maybe you two should stay, I'll bring up some food," Randy said smiling.
"No, no I'm fine," Brianna said standing up straight smiling at Randy and John.
"I want you to rest though," John frowned.
"Your Mom made a special meal because of us, I don't want to be rude," She said sternly.
"She'll understand!" John said desperately.
"No, no," Brianna said slowly smiling. "I'm fine, don't worry, I'm starving now."
"Bri," John said slowly as she walked toward the door.
"I think it'll be better for all of us if I get some food in my stomach now," Brianna smiled holding out her hand for John.
John looked slowly at Randy who shrugged and quickly walked past Brianna and down into the kitchen. Smiling he grabbed her hand lightly as they laced their fingers together. Kissing the side of her head they walked down to dinner.
"Brianna dear," John's mother said smiling at her across the dinner table "How are you feeling? I'm surprised you wanted to be down here for dinner."
"I didn't want to be rude," Brianna blushed looking down at her plate as John quickly glanced at her.
"If you were feeling bad we wouldn't have minded," She smiled at John and Brianna.
"I just thought it would be good to get up and moving," Brianna blushed again. "But I'm probably going to be going to bed after this. I can barely keep my eyes open."
"You need your rest," John said slowly as he squeezed her shoulder lightly.
"I told you to stop worrying," Brianna smiled through gritted teeth.
The rest of the group exchanged glances at them as John and Brianna seemed to be having a silent fight with each other. John stared hopelessly at Brianna as she slowly picked at the food before her. Putting a final fork full of food in her mouth she excused herself from the table and could be heard running up the stairs, with the slam of a door everyone knew she had gone back into John's room.
"Aren't you going after her?" Randy asked slowly breaking the silence.
"She'll just chew my head off," John shrugged picking at the mashed potatoes that sat untouched on his plate.
"You're such a wimp," Randy said shaking his head returning to his food.
"Go talk to her," John Sr. said frowning at his son. "You two are going through some hard times, and with her being pregnant it'll seem a hundred times worse!"
"I suppose I'll go talk to her," John said quietly pushing himself away from the table and quickly walked to his room. Knocking lightly on the door he waited for her to answer when she didn't he opened the door; her back was toward him as she was laying down on his bed. He could hear her sobbing.
"Brianna," John said quietly as he shut the door.
"I don't want to talk John," She said pulling the quilt around her tightly.
"What happened?" John frowned as he slid into the bed next to her lightly rubbing her side.
"I'm just so uncomfortable," She said slowly turning around facing him. Her cheeks were stained with tears and her eyes were blood shot from the crying. "I feel so ugly."
"You are far from ugly," John smiled rubbing the tear streaks away with his finger lightly. "You look beautiful."
"John I want to stay here," She said quietly after a few minutes.
"Stay where?" He asked frowning not sure what she was meaning.
"I want to be in a house, I want to stay in that house," She said quietly "I can't take much more of being on the road, and with the baby, it makes me nervous, the pain seems to be endless."
"Bri," He said quietly pulling her into a tight embrace. "What are you saying?"
"I'm saying I don't want to do this anymore," She said after a moment.