Author's Note: I haven't written a fic in the longest time ever! This doesn't fit in with the WWE storylines as much as some fics. It's pretty much in its own little world. I do not own any of the WWE or its wrestlers but, Jeremiah Valance, Dakota and the rest of the Bianchini family are fictional characters coming from my mind. Enjoy!
...Who else would be sitting at the table by the door than Jeremiah Valance himself? This time, Jeremiah wasn't alone. He was with a blonde woman with a layered cut and blue eyes. Dakota's eyes scanned around and caught Jeremiah with his date. Jeremiah saw Dakota with another person. He thought to himself, "Well, she got over that quickly!" as his date was talking about what she did for a living.
After being seated, Dakota kept her eye on Jeremiah and John Cena was quick to notice. "Who are you looking at?" He asked, gazing in her direction.
"Jeremiah Valance...Isabella's father." She said, quietly but still with a sharp tone in her voice. John nodded and looked at Dakota, who had finally looked away from Jeremiah but, she still looked disgusted. As John and Dakota talked and looked over the menu, one of the restaraunt's waiters approached their table with a note in hand. He cleared his throat.
"Excuse me, Miss...are you Dakota Bianchini?" The waiter asked. She nodded. "Well, I've got a note for you from a Mr. Jeremiah Valance." The waiter placed the piece of paper infront of her and left.
"What does it say?" John asked, peering at the paper as Dakota's eyes scanned it. She now felt fiery inside. Dakota Bianchini read the note aloud to John Cena.
"Dakota, you said that you had nobody? What about that stupid bastard sitting right infront of you? You're a lieing bitch, Dakota. You know that? Vaffunculo! (Fuck you) I used to feel bad but, now...I'm glad I left you. I am SO glad I left you! Ciao! Jeremiah Valance." She read, her face getting redder by each word. John's temper began to rise also.
"I'm going to kick his ass." He said with anger as he was about to stand up from his seat. Dakota reached over and grabbed John's arm.
"No, don't! I'm going to be the better person in this one." She replied, looking over at Jeremiah and his date, who were both laughing hysterically. John nodded and sat back down.
"I understand. But, why does he treat you like this? You don't deserve to be treated like this." He told her, watching as she crumbled the note up and set it aside.
"Let's not talk about it, ok John? Let's have a nice lunch." She told him, secretly burning inside.
After a nice lunch, John and Dakota headed out to explore Rome. Dakota showed him around to a couple of other monuements. Before they even knew it, day turned into night. The glittering stars filled the beautiful sky, and the moon shone brightly. John Cena and Dakota Bianchini were sitting together on a bench in a local park. The two of them looked up at the stars, silent. Suddenly, John asked, "What's the deal with you and Jeremiah?" At first, Dakota was silent. Then, the whole story spilled out.
"Jeremiah was my high school boyfriend. I thought he loved me as much as I loved him. But, of course...I was wrong. We were fifteen when we started going out. Everything was pretty smooth. He was such a charmer. And I was such a fool for falling for him. We went out for a year or so until he got me into bed. I got pregnant and he denied it. He dumped me for this girl named Adrianna. I was the huge slut at school, and he was the big man on campus. My family practically shunned me out. It's such a disgrace for a girl to get pregnant before marriage in my family. I was the first to ever break that rule. After a long and painful while, they forgave me. They helped me raise Isabella. But, I was on my own for a lot of the time. I haven't had anyone after Jeremiah. I guess I'm afraid of getting hurt." John listened intentively, as Dakota sighed. "Why am I telling you this? I'm sorry if I'm boring you to death. You probably don't want to hear about my troubled past."
"No, tell me all about it. I want to get to know you." He said to her, placing an arm around her. She placed her head on his shoulder.
"Really? Nobody had ever wanted to get to know a crazy person like me." She joked as the two of them laughed.
"You think you're crazy? You should meet some of the people I work with! I've got one guy that goes by the name of Spanky and on the other hand, I've also got two guys that beat up people for money. And they're obsessed with beer too." John explained, as Dakota giggled.
"Ok, you win." John smiled and took in Dakota's wonderful vanilla-scented perfume. It made him feel good inside, having her in his arms. The two talked the night away, walking back to Dakota's parents' house to pick up Isabella. It was now around nine-thirty in the night. As they walked back to Dakota's own place after picking up Isabella, they heard a couple of weird noises. Ignoring them, John dropped Dakota and Isabella off at their place. He left Dakota with the hotel's phone number and made his way back to his hotel.
Later that night, at around midnight there was a large crash heard in Dakota's house. Crying accompanied the crash. Dakota woke up, confused. She then rushed out of her room and ran over to Isabella's room. Turning on the light, she found the bed empty. Isabella's lamp had been thrown to the floor and smashed into bits and pieces. Dakota screamed as she rushed over to the phone in her bedroom and pulled John's number out of her purse. Tears filled her brown eyes. After talking with the hotel staff, the phone in John's room rang. He picked it up after the fourth ring because he had been sleeping. "Hello?" He asked in a tired and groggy voice. Dakota began to sob.
"John! Isabella's been kidnapped!" She cried out. John Cena almost fell out of his bed.
...Who else would be sitting at the table by the door than Jeremiah Valance himself? This time, Jeremiah wasn't alone. He was with a blonde woman with a layered cut and blue eyes. Dakota's eyes scanned around and caught Jeremiah with his date. Jeremiah saw Dakota with another person. He thought to himself, "Well, she got over that quickly!" as his date was talking about what she did for a living.
After being seated, Dakota kept her eye on Jeremiah and John Cena was quick to notice. "Who are you looking at?" He asked, gazing in her direction.
"Jeremiah Valance...Isabella's father." She said, quietly but still with a sharp tone in her voice. John nodded and looked at Dakota, who had finally looked away from Jeremiah but, she still looked disgusted. As John and Dakota talked and looked over the menu, one of the restaraunt's waiters approached their table with a note in hand. He cleared his throat.
"Excuse me, Miss...are you Dakota Bianchini?" The waiter asked. She nodded. "Well, I've got a note for you from a Mr. Jeremiah Valance." The waiter placed the piece of paper infront of her and left.
"What does it say?" John asked, peering at the paper as Dakota's eyes scanned it. She now felt fiery inside. Dakota Bianchini read the note aloud to John Cena.
"Dakota, you said that you had nobody? What about that stupid bastard sitting right infront of you? You're a lieing bitch, Dakota. You know that? Vaffunculo! (Fuck you) I used to feel bad but, now...I'm glad I left you. I am SO glad I left you! Ciao! Jeremiah Valance." She read, her face getting redder by each word. John's temper began to rise also.
"I'm going to kick his ass." He said with anger as he was about to stand up from his seat. Dakota reached over and grabbed John's arm.
"No, don't! I'm going to be the better person in this one." She replied, looking over at Jeremiah and his date, who were both laughing hysterically. John nodded and sat back down.
"I understand. But, why does he treat you like this? You don't deserve to be treated like this." He told her, watching as she crumbled the note up and set it aside.
"Let's not talk about it, ok John? Let's have a nice lunch." She told him, secretly burning inside.
After a nice lunch, John and Dakota headed out to explore Rome. Dakota showed him around to a couple of other monuements. Before they even knew it, day turned into night. The glittering stars filled the beautiful sky, and the moon shone brightly. John Cena and Dakota Bianchini were sitting together on a bench in a local park. The two of them looked up at the stars, silent. Suddenly, John asked, "What's the deal with you and Jeremiah?" At first, Dakota was silent. Then, the whole story spilled out.
"Jeremiah was my high school boyfriend. I thought he loved me as much as I loved him. But, of course...I was wrong. We were fifteen when we started going out. Everything was pretty smooth. He was such a charmer. And I was such a fool for falling for him. We went out for a year or so until he got me into bed. I got pregnant and he denied it. He dumped me for this girl named Adrianna. I was the huge slut at school, and he was the big man on campus. My family practically shunned me out. It's such a disgrace for a girl to get pregnant before marriage in my family. I was the first to ever break that rule. After a long and painful while, they forgave me. They helped me raise Isabella. But, I was on my own for a lot of the time. I haven't had anyone after Jeremiah. I guess I'm afraid of getting hurt." John listened intentively, as Dakota sighed. "Why am I telling you this? I'm sorry if I'm boring you to death. You probably don't want to hear about my troubled past."
"No, tell me all about it. I want to get to know you." He said to her, placing an arm around her. She placed her head on his shoulder.
"Really? Nobody had ever wanted to get to know a crazy person like me." She joked as the two of them laughed.
"You think you're crazy? You should meet some of the people I work with! I've got one guy that goes by the name of Spanky and on the other hand, I've also got two guys that beat up people for money. And they're obsessed with beer too." John explained, as Dakota giggled.
"Ok, you win." John smiled and took in Dakota's wonderful vanilla-scented perfume. It made him feel good inside, having her in his arms. The two talked the night away, walking back to Dakota's parents' house to pick up Isabella. It was now around nine-thirty in the night. As they walked back to Dakota's own place after picking up Isabella, they heard a couple of weird noises. Ignoring them, John dropped Dakota and Isabella off at their place. He left Dakota with the hotel's phone number and made his way back to his hotel.
Later that night, at around midnight there was a large crash heard in Dakota's house. Crying accompanied the crash. Dakota woke up, confused. She then rushed out of her room and ran over to Isabella's room. Turning on the light, she found the bed empty. Isabella's lamp had been thrown to the floor and smashed into bits and pieces. Dakota screamed as she rushed over to the phone in her bedroom and pulled John's number out of her purse. Tears filled her brown eyes. After talking with the hotel staff, the phone in John's room rang. He picked it up after the fourth ring because he had been sleeping. "Hello?" He asked in a tired and groggy voice. Dakota began to sob.
"John! Isabella's been kidnapped!" She cried out. John Cena almost fell out of his bed.