Disclaimer: I don't own anyone famous. I only own Tiffany. If I did
own John Cena, I wouldn't be on the computer right now.
A/N: I'm soo sorry that it has taken me so long to post this. I didn't have my computer for the last week cause it was getting worked on so I'll be posting chapter 5 and 6 tonight for you.
Chapter 5
The next few days were uncomfortable to say the least. I could tell John was still worried about me, even though he wouldn't say it. I was just trying to forget about the dreams I'd have, but they would always start as soon as I fell asleep. So when I asked John to stay with me, he has stayed with me for the last couple of nights, and falling asleep in his arms has kept the nightmares away.
When we got to the arena a few nights later, I knew I needed to talk to Adam, so I told John I'd find him before his match with Zach Gowen. When I got to Adam's locker room, he signaled for me to come in, while he finished his phone call with Alanah. "Okay sweetie. Love you too." He said, as he flipped his phone shut. "Hey Adam." I said, as I sat down next to him on the couch. "What's goin' on with you?" Adam asked me gently. "What are you talking about?" I figured John had said something to Adam about my nightmare the other night, I just wasn't going to volunteer the information. "John told me you had this violent nightmare the other night, and when he tried to hug you, you punched him in the face." Adam said, matter-of-factly. "It wasn't anything really. Just some childish nightmare." "Tiffany." Adam said, with this really good knowing father look. "Fine it was about my past and the man who kidnapped me." I said, all of the sudden finding my shoes interesting. "Why don't you tell me about it." Adam said, putting a protective arm around me. "Okay but promise you won't interrupt." "Scouts honor." Adam said, holding his hand in the salute.
"Hey Kurt. Can I talk to you for a second?" Brock asked. "Sure Brock, come on in." Kurt gestured. "What did you need to talk to about?" "You ever have the feeling that you know someone, but you can't figure out where you know them?" Kurt just nodded, so Brock continued. "There's something nobody knows about me. When I was 13 my baby sister was kidnapped, and after awhile the police told my family that she was probably dead, since there was never a ransom note or any type of contact. My family accepted it, but I couldn't, I mean she was my little T-Bird." Brock said, with a sad smile forming on his lips. When Kurt looked confused by the name T-Bird he said, "Her name is Tiffany." Brock finished. "I always told myself that I'd find her and kill the son of a bitch who took her and ruined our lives." Brock added. "Have you seen her or something?" Kurt asked. "I don't know if I've seen her for sure, but your little tag team partner reminds me of my sister." Brock said.
"Well the man who kidnapped me, figured that he could use me as a beat up dummy and have sex with me. I never really understood why he would do that, but one night he had around 10 other people over, 8 of them were guys and he forced me to have sex with them." I said, with tears streaming down my face. Adam just kept his arm around me and let me finish. "The next night is when I was finally able to leave. The dumb son of a bitch left the door unlocked when he left, no doubt to get more drugs or liquor, that I just walked out and never looked back." I finished, drying the rest of my tears. "Tiff, you know I would do anything to help you, but I think you need to tell him." Adam said, making me look him in the eye. "I can't tell him Adam. Do you know how bad this would kill him?" I asked. "Now you promised not to say anything to anybody. I don't want John finding out before I'm ready to tell him." I said, not knowing John had overheard me say that. "Alright, Tiff. I won't say anything." Adam replied, giving me a kiss on the head.
"Have you told her she looks like your missing sister?" Kurt asked, not really sure how to ask that. "No. I mean what would I say, 'Hey Tiff. You look like my missing and presumed dead baby sister Tiffany. Were you kidnapped as a child?' I mean for all I know, they just share the same name." Brock said, getting up from his seat. "Well do you plan on saying something to her?" "Didn't I just answer that?" Brock asked. "No, you didn't. Here's what you could always say though, tell her that she looks like your younger sister Brandi or try and find out some stuff about her past. Who knows, maybe she is your long lost T-Bird." Kurt suggested, as he patted Brocks shoulder, before he left. 'Kurt's right, maybe I should talk to her. If she is my Tiffany, I can try and help her remember me and our family.' Brock thought, as he left to get ready for his match.
"Hey hottie." I said, as I wrapped my arms around John's waist. "Shouldn't you be calling your boyfriend that?" John asked, with a hint of anger in his voice. "What are you talking about? I am calling my boyfriend that." I yelled, getting the attention of a few crew members. "Well, why don't you call your new boyfriend Adam that." He yelled back at me. "Where do you get this bullshit idea that Adam is my boyfriend?" I asked, a little bit quieter. "I heard you two talking, I guess your little secret is out now, huh?" John said, as he turned to walk away from me. "Well let me tell you something John, that wasn't the secret and second Adam and I aren't seeing each other. If you must know, Adam and I were talking about my nightmare, since you decided to tell him I haven't been sleeping good." I said, this time it was my turn to walk away. "Tiff, baby, wait I'm sorry." John apologized, as he pulled me to him for a hug. "Listen, meet me in my locker room after my match and you can tell me about your nightmare alright." John said, keeping his arms around my waist. "Okay. Just let me warn you, it won't be easy to hear." I said, looking up at him with tears in my eyes. After he said okay, I gave him a kiss for luck and told him to be careful. 'I hope he takes what I have to tell him good. I guess I'll see how strong our relationship truly is.' I thought as I walked down the hall.
A/N: I'm soo sorry that it has taken me so long to post this. I didn't have my computer for the last week cause it was getting worked on so I'll be posting chapter 5 and 6 tonight for you.
Chapter 5
The next few days were uncomfortable to say the least. I could tell John was still worried about me, even though he wouldn't say it. I was just trying to forget about the dreams I'd have, but they would always start as soon as I fell asleep. So when I asked John to stay with me, he has stayed with me for the last couple of nights, and falling asleep in his arms has kept the nightmares away.
When we got to the arena a few nights later, I knew I needed to talk to Adam, so I told John I'd find him before his match with Zach Gowen. When I got to Adam's locker room, he signaled for me to come in, while he finished his phone call with Alanah. "Okay sweetie. Love you too." He said, as he flipped his phone shut. "Hey Adam." I said, as I sat down next to him on the couch. "What's goin' on with you?" Adam asked me gently. "What are you talking about?" I figured John had said something to Adam about my nightmare the other night, I just wasn't going to volunteer the information. "John told me you had this violent nightmare the other night, and when he tried to hug you, you punched him in the face." Adam said, matter-of-factly. "It wasn't anything really. Just some childish nightmare." "Tiffany." Adam said, with this really good knowing father look. "Fine it was about my past and the man who kidnapped me." I said, all of the sudden finding my shoes interesting. "Why don't you tell me about it." Adam said, putting a protective arm around me. "Okay but promise you won't interrupt." "Scouts honor." Adam said, holding his hand in the salute.
"Hey Kurt. Can I talk to you for a second?" Brock asked. "Sure Brock, come on in." Kurt gestured. "What did you need to talk to about?" "You ever have the feeling that you know someone, but you can't figure out where you know them?" Kurt just nodded, so Brock continued. "There's something nobody knows about me. When I was 13 my baby sister was kidnapped, and after awhile the police told my family that she was probably dead, since there was never a ransom note or any type of contact. My family accepted it, but I couldn't, I mean she was my little T-Bird." Brock said, with a sad smile forming on his lips. When Kurt looked confused by the name T-Bird he said, "Her name is Tiffany." Brock finished. "I always told myself that I'd find her and kill the son of a bitch who took her and ruined our lives." Brock added. "Have you seen her or something?" Kurt asked. "I don't know if I've seen her for sure, but your little tag team partner reminds me of my sister." Brock said.
"Well the man who kidnapped me, figured that he could use me as a beat up dummy and have sex with me. I never really understood why he would do that, but one night he had around 10 other people over, 8 of them were guys and he forced me to have sex with them." I said, with tears streaming down my face. Adam just kept his arm around me and let me finish. "The next night is when I was finally able to leave. The dumb son of a bitch left the door unlocked when he left, no doubt to get more drugs or liquor, that I just walked out and never looked back." I finished, drying the rest of my tears. "Tiff, you know I would do anything to help you, but I think you need to tell him." Adam said, making me look him in the eye. "I can't tell him Adam. Do you know how bad this would kill him?" I asked. "Now you promised not to say anything to anybody. I don't want John finding out before I'm ready to tell him." I said, not knowing John had overheard me say that. "Alright, Tiff. I won't say anything." Adam replied, giving me a kiss on the head.
"Have you told her she looks like your missing sister?" Kurt asked, not really sure how to ask that. "No. I mean what would I say, 'Hey Tiff. You look like my missing and presumed dead baby sister Tiffany. Were you kidnapped as a child?' I mean for all I know, they just share the same name." Brock said, getting up from his seat. "Well do you plan on saying something to her?" "Didn't I just answer that?" Brock asked. "No, you didn't. Here's what you could always say though, tell her that she looks like your younger sister Brandi or try and find out some stuff about her past. Who knows, maybe she is your long lost T-Bird." Kurt suggested, as he patted Brocks shoulder, before he left. 'Kurt's right, maybe I should talk to her. If she is my Tiffany, I can try and help her remember me and our family.' Brock thought, as he left to get ready for his match.
"Hey hottie." I said, as I wrapped my arms around John's waist. "Shouldn't you be calling your boyfriend that?" John asked, with a hint of anger in his voice. "What are you talking about? I am calling my boyfriend that." I yelled, getting the attention of a few crew members. "Well, why don't you call your new boyfriend Adam that." He yelled back at me. "Where do you get this bullshit idea that Adam is my boyfriend?" I asked, a little bit quieter. "I heard you two talking, I guess your little secret is out now, huh?" John said, as he turned to walk away from me. "Well let me tell you something John, that wasn't the secret and second Adam and I aren't seeing each other. If you must know, Adam and I were talking about my nightmare, since you decided to tell him I haven't been sleeping good." I said, this time it was my turn to walk away. "Tiff, baby, wait I'm sorry." John apologized, as he pulled me to him for a hug. "Listen, meet me in my locker room after my match and you can tell me about your nightmare alright." John said, keeping his arms around my waist. "Okay. Just let me warn you, it won't be easy to hear." I said, looking up at him with tears in my eyes. After he said okay, I gave him a kiss for luck and told him to be careful. 'I hope he takes what I have to tell him good. I guess I'll see how strong our relationship truly is.' I thought as I walked down the hall.