The Day Cena fell in Love Part 3
How they got separated ( Cena's POV)
or How he searched for Cassie.
Cena couldn't stand still in the big airport. What if he missed Cassie's flight? He once again checked his watch and the big message board in front of him. The plane should arrive soon. He smiled, so happy. He was finally going to see his adorable Cassie again. He missed her so much through those two years apart. He balanced his weight from one foot to the other. Why was he so nervous? It was probably the little black velvet box he carried in his pocket. He took it out and opened it. There was a small silver ring with an emerald on top. Once they'll be in Greece, he'll ask her to marry him. He knew that engagement rings were supposed to be gold and wearing diamonds, but his didn't. Their love had never followed any rules, so why not have an original ring? The jewel had the same color than Cassie's eyes, and he knew that she wore only silver jewels. It reminded her of the moon. She was so romantic. He knew she would love it. And to ask her hand in her favorite place of all, Greece, was going to be the most memorable day of their young lives.
" Flight 456 from Montreal, Québec has just landed. Passengers are coming through the Gate 13." Said a mechanical voice in the interphone.
Finally, the wait was over. He took his yellow roses bouquet and went to the Gate 13. Yellow roses were her favorites. He had learn everything about her while they were separated. What she liked to eat, what she didn't, all her tastes and all she was. It has been magic but he still wished he could have face her and hold her while getting to know her. She was the best thing that has happened to him. He loved her so much! His training had been really hard, but now he had finally reached his goal. He had signed a contract with the WWE show Smackdown for five years. Right after Christmas, he would appear on TV. He hoped that by then, Cassie would have moved with him. Happiness would never be the same without her. He wanted to share everything with her.
Still really nervous, he glanced at all the passengers walking in front of him. There was cries and screams everywhere around him. People reuniting with friends or family. Airports were such happy places. But no sign of Cassie. She must be in the last to come out of the plane. But he saw the pilot and the stewards also coming out. Still no sign of Cassie. They closed the door to the Gate, laughing and chatting. Something was wrong. He had spoke with Cassie last night and she said she would take this flight. He decided to ask a stewardess.
" Excuse me Miss?"
She turned to him, smiling.
" Yes, How may I help you?"
" I'm waiting for someone who should've been in this plane. Is there still anyone in the plane? I didn't see her yet."
" Everyone's out sweet thing. Passengers are not allowed to remain alone in a plane you know. When we get out, it means everyone else has. Maybe she went to the bathroom? Or maybe you just didn't noticed her in the crowd?"
She didn't seem to care, as it wasn't her problem if people got lost in the airport. She was not a tourist guide after all.
John thanked her but was sure he couldn't have missed her. He checked every passenger carefully. And if Cassie would have need to go to the bathroom, she would have passed right in front of him. But he didn't saw her. Where was she? An idea struck him. Could she have missed the flight? He went to the information ticket and asked if Cassandra Larivière had took her seat. The lady took a few minutes to check her files.
" Hum.... Let me see. Nope, she didn't cancelled her ticket and she wasn't on board. Is there anything else I can help you with?" She was sorry for that hot guy. He looked like he was totally lost. Had his girlfriend bailed on him? But Cena just turned around and took a seat in front of Gate 13.
She must have missed the flight and took the next one. He would wait all night if he had too. He was not going to miss the arrival of his sweetheart. But he didn't understand why she wouldn't have warned him of her late arrival? She knew he would have his cell phone with him. And she knew the number by heart, it was the only way to reach him. She'll surely have a logical explanation that will make him laugh once she arrived.
The next flight came in, about an hour later. Cena was getting a little impatient now. They would be in a hurry, their plane to Greece was in only twenty minutes. It was on the other side of the airport, so they would have to make a run for it. But Cassie wasn't anywhere in sight. When he saw the pilot coming through the gate, he knew that something wasn't right. She couldn't have missed two flights in a row. And why wasn't she calling him? He went back to the information counter. It was the same lady as earlier. She beamed at him.
" Well, hello again? You're still here? What can I do for you this time?"
" I'd like to know if Cassandra Larivière had took the flight that just came in. Or if she had cash in her ticket or anything." It was hard to keep his temper. He was beginning to get worried.
" Hum......Hum...No passenger by that name registered. Nor did she cashed her ticket" She wished she could have told him good news. He was obviously worried sick. How could a girl bail on such a hottie! Some girls don't realised their chances....." Can I do anything else for you?"
He checked his watch, they had missed their flight to Greece! He had to call her. Maybe she was home, really sick?
" Let me check on something first, but is this ticket exchangeable?" He handed her his now good for nothing Greece ticket.
" My, yes you can exchange it with a little supplement fee."
" That's perfect, just wait a second, I'll be right back."
He took a few steps back and called Cassie's place. It ringed, unanswered.The machine connected and John almost didn't recognised Cassie's voice. He heard his name but didn't get what she was saying. The message was in English. Her machine has always been in french as he was the only one speaking english in her life. That was weird. He called again. He had to listen carefully to get the message.
" Hello everyone. You've reached Cassie's answering machine. But as you see, I'm not living here anymore and I won't be back. I met someone and we decided to get married right away. I hope you all live nice lives because I will never see any of you again. As for John, I never loved you, you were just a one night trip. I'm sorry, but you are never to try to find me again. I don't want to have to see you anymore. This is the last time you hear my voice. After a month, this message will be erased and I'll be far from here. Peace to you all, I'm gone to live my life now."
He hung up yelling " Say what?". His bouquet fell to the ground. He didn't picked it up, he hadn't even noticed it fell. He must have misunderstood the message. She didn't said she never loved him? That was not possible. He called again. Same message, same broken voice. She was marrying another one? He didn't believe it. When could it have happened? Yesterday she called, she was exciting about the trip and she said she loved him. How could she have fall for someone else in less than twenty-four hours? It didn't make sense. And why was she speaking in english? So that the message was for him and him only? He was stubborn, he called again. But this time he noticed the pain in Cassie's voice. He listened carefully to her, trying to figured something out.. He had to listen to the message over and over again before something hit him. Cassie's voice broke down when she said she never loved him. Just like if she was holding her tears. What the fuck was going on? He called again, this time to leave a message.
" Cassie, it's John. If you're there pick up please. I want to know what happened to you? I'm at the airport, waiting for you. We missed the flight you know. Where are you? Call me back Cass. I don't understand. What the hell are you talking about? Nothing makes sense so call me back. I want to hear you tell me you don't love me. Please Cassie, I'm going out of mind here. Has something happened to you? You know you can tell me everything my love. I love you."
He hung up, still staring at his phone. She would call back right away for sure. It might be just a joke. She would make fun of him and say she's hiding somewhere in the airport, spying on him. But that wasn't like Cassie to play such a cruel joke on him. He grasped his hand on the little box in his pocket. Despair rosed in his heart. Why was this happening? They were suppose to be living the time of their lives now. He called her over and over again. His messages grew more impatient now, more angry. He wanted answers.
The lady at the counter kept her eyes on Cena all along. She was curious at his behaviour. He was obviously waiting for someone who didn't showed up. But the phone calls he made every two seconds seemed to upset him even more. She had seen all kind of emotions going on his face. Sadness, confusion, anger, worried and the sparkle of joy in his eyes seemed to extinguish a little more with each call. Checking if any of her boss could see her, she left her post. She walked to him and put a hand on his shoulder. He turned quickly with an expression of hope. But his face darkened again when he saw who it was. It wasn't Cassie.
" Excuse me, I couldn't help but notice that something was wrong. Maybe I can help you?"
" I don't think so. I don't understand myself. Will this ticket be still exchangeable tomorrow?"
" Of course! But you'll have to pay a supplement fee like I said before. Where would you want to go instead?"
" I'll go to Montreal, then to Québec city."
"I'll check if there's a direct flight from here to Québec city if you want."
" Well, maybe you can do something else for me. Could you check for a Cassandra Larivière in a flight coming from Québec or Montréal? I'll go and rent a room in an hotel and see if I can reach her. Tomorrow I'll change my ticket." He wrote down his cell number on a loose sheet of paper. " I'll write her name down for you. Here's how you can reach me. Don't worry if it's late just call me if you see her name someplace. If she took another plane, if she arrives here or even if she cashes in her old ticket, please?"
" Alright, I can do that for you. But promise me you won't tell anyone, we're not suppose to do that. It's like crossing the line of someone's privacy." But she saw he wasn't in a state of talking to anyone anyway. Except to this Cassandra something he was waiting for.
He nod and left the airport. He took a cab to the nearest hotel. In his room, he collasped on the bed, holding his phone against him. That way, even if he fell asleep, he'll wake up when Cassie calls. When and not if. He was not ready to believe she would never call back. The though was unbearable to him. He fell asleep, not feeling the tears running down his face......
What John didn't knew is that someone was at Cassie's house when he called several times in a row. Someone who listened to every message he left, a big smile on his face. That someone was Étienne. He was glad that John was so confused. It meant his plan was working. Ok, he didn't believed the part about the wedding but the rest worked. He'll give up when he'll see that Cassie was not calling back. He changed the tape in the machine. He wanted his Princess to hear those angry messages. That way she would see that this John was not for her. She needed someone to take care of her, just like him. He went to Cassie's room, trashing everything on his way. She would never come back anyway, so why bother? He opened every drawer, every closet and smelled her odor. So sweet, like vanilla with a touch of apple. He held her hight's gown over his face and took a deep breath. She was finally his. He took his time, choosing the prettiest and sexiest clothing she possessed. He went to the bathroom and examined every piece of makeup, every little things that was part of her life. He threw them all on the floor and tore the bath's curtain. Everything was so neat, so clean it made him sick. How could she live this way? It would drive him mad if he had to live in this aura of cleaness. His own appartment was way more suitable for living. He would have to teach her never to do to much cleaning. Or maybe not, that would give him more reasons to punish her. The thought made him smile. He would enjoy having to punish her. If he gave her enough drugs, then she would never complain and he would be able to beat her without hurting her too much. Excitment built in his body. It was time to go back to his princess. She would surely wake up soon and he needed to touch her, to feel her soft skin under his fingers. He trashed a few more furniture on his way out.
Cassie was dreaming. She was running on a beautiful beach on a sunny day. John was behind her and he caught her in his arms. He took her chin in his hands and lifted her head. He kissed her lightly. She could feel all his love. But suddenly, he disapeared and everything went black. She panicked and her heart kept banging in her ears. She could feel her blood pressure. The strange feeling of flying covered her once more. But there was something more. She had the strangest sensation going through all her body but couldn't find the strenght to open her eyes. Lights were flashing everywhere in the dark and the buzzing noises in her ears were back. She felt like somebody was blowing air on her naked skin. It felt so good, she moaned. When the sound escaped her lips, it brought her back to reality. She could feel her body. Yes, maybe she would be able to move now? She tried to move her toes, but no luck. Her arms were no better. But why did she felt like something was covering her? Something really heavy? The more she asked herself questions, the more her body seemed to be coming back to life. The sensations were so good. So soft, so nice. But from nowhere, panic stroke her and a scream came out from her. Then she laughed. It was too weird, she had no control at all. She also felt saliva running down her chin. Wasn't she able to close her mouth or to swallow anymore? A hand ran down her face and the fear permitted her to open her eyes. The heavy loud on her was actually Étienne. He was lying on top of her and was running his hands on her entire body. He was breathing so fast, in a intense excitement. Cassie felt her last will to fight died away. There was no need to protest or to beg or even to try to escape. No one knew where she was, she couldn't move nor talk. It was hopeless, she was better off dead.
But it seems that her body was still willing to fight. She sensed a rumbling in her stomach and she threw up a disgusting, smelling greenish liquid all over her captor. Horrified, he quickly ran to the bathroom to clean up. Cassie succeed in moving a hand and wiped out her mouth. She felt a little better. Maybe the effects of the drugs would go down a little now there was less inside her? She heard heavy footsteps, Étienne was already coming back from the bathroom. His eyes were black with anger. He took a big needle from his bag. Cassie moved his head from one side to the other in a attempt to beg. He leaned over her and his evil smile was back.
" That's how you want to play Princess? I'll play with you alright. But you'll see there can only be one winner, and that's me. I'm the one with the power. I even control that weird boyfriend of yours. He called many times while I was at your place you know. He's very angry with you. He wants you to call back but you don't want to don't you? So he gets madder and madder while we're having fun. I will never understand how you could fall for a perfect stranger, a foreigner, while I was following you and your friends every night. Everywhere you went, I was there. But you couldn't noticed me no! You had to dance with that brute that knocked me down. I was anger and jealousy that made me hit you on the dance floor. But your John had to beat me up. Well, I think it's about time I get my revenge!."
His eyes were sparkling with a fearful madness. He took Cassie's arm and plunged his needle inside, injecting her more drugs. She had the strenght to yell this time. Her panic was worst than ever because she knew he had gone mad. But screaming was probably her biggest mistake of all. He hold her up and began hiting her again and again. She couldn't stand on her feet so she fell to the ground. When he jumped on her leg she let out another scream of pain. He jumped again and again and she felt heard a strange crack. Tears filled her eyes. It only made him more angry. Oh John, Please! He put more pills in her mouth and she had to swallow them. The sensations she had just got back were now gone. She was numb. She felt like she was beyond the scene and took pity on the poor girl being beaten to a pulp. He grabbed her and locked her in a closet. She didn't react, her mind was closed once again.......
John wake up, thinking he had just heard Cassie's voice. But it was just a dream, he was still in his hotel room, alone. Was he dreaming when he heard her cried and begged? His worries would keep him alive all night long now. He felt deep in his heart that his sweetheart was in danger. He wouldn't stay here any longer, he had to go and find her.
When he got to Québec city, it was already the evening. He naturally found himself at the "Clair de Lune". Maybe some of her old friends could help him find her place? He only had a phone number. He soon found out that even Sarah the Bartender wasn't there. He took all his courage and decided to ask a member of the crew where he could find Sarah. It was her night off. When he introduced himself, everyone was eager to help him. They knew who he was! Cassie was still coming here from time to time and all she could talk about was her John Cena. They gave him Sarah's phone number and address. He took a cab and went there without calling first. This was urgent.
When she opened the door, John Cena was likely the last person she had expected to find there. He told her everything when she invited him in. She offered him all her help. They spent the two weeks vacation of Cena trying to find Cassie. No sign of her anywhere. They finally succeed to find her place and it was all trashed out. The last day before he had to go back, they tried one more time to search her appartment. John was beginning to believe the fact that Cassie could have run with someone else. It was tearing him apart but there was no other option. They were about to leave when they heard the back door closed. Someone was coming inside!
To be continued......
A/N: In the next part, we will take back when Cena's cell phone was ringing in the locker room. No more flashbacks, he will explain what happened himself. And we will see Cassie getting her Wrestling company on feet. She'll also explain what happened to her in a interview.
Thank you for your time!
or How he searched for Cassie.
Cena couldn't stand still in the big airport. What if he missed Cassie's flight? He once again checked his watch and the big message board in front of him. The plane should arrive soon. He smiled, so happy. He was finally going to see his adorable Cassie again. He missed her so much through those two years apart. He balanced his weight from one foot to the other. Why was he so nervous? It was probably the little black velvet box he carried in his pocket. He took it out and opened it. There was a small silver ring with an emerald on top. Once they'll be in Greece, he'll ask her to marry him. He knew that engagement rings were supposed to be gold and wearing diamonds, but his didn't. Their love had never followed any rules, so why not have an original ring? The jewel had the same color than Cassie's eyes, and he knew that she wore only silver jewels. It reminded her of the moon. She was so romantic. He knew she would love it. And to ask her hand in her favorite place of all, Greece, was going to be the most memorable day of their young lives.
" Flight 456 from Montreal, Québec has just landed. Passengers are coming through the Gate 13." Said a mechanical voice in the interphone.
Finally, the wait was over. He took his yellow roses bouquet and went to the Gate 13. Yellow roses were her favorites. He had learn everything about her while they were separated. What she liked to eat, what she didn't, all her tastes and all she was. It has been magic but he still wished he could have face her and hold her while getting to know her. She was the best thing that has happened to him. He loved her so much! His training had been really hard, but now he had finally reached his goal. He had signed a contract with the WWE show Smackdown for five years. Right after Christmas, he would appear on TV. He hoped that by then, Cassie would have moved with him. Happiness would never be the same without her. He wanted to share everything with her.
Still really nervous, he glanced at all the passengers walking in front of him. There was cries and screams everywhere around him. People reuniting with friends or family. Airports were such happy places. But no sign of Cassie. She must be in the last to come out of the plane. But he saw the pilot and the stewards also coming out. Still no sign of Cassie. They closed the door to the Gate, laughing and chatting. Something was wrong. He had spoke with Cassie last night and she said she would take this flight. He decided to ask a stewardess.
" Excuse me Miss?"
She turned to him, smiling.
" Yes, How may I help you?"
" I'm waiting for someone who should've been in this plane. Is there still anyone in the plane? I didn't see her yet."
" Everyone's out sweet thing. Passengers are not allowed to remain alone in a plane you know. When we get out, it means everyone else has. Maybe she went to the bathroom? Or maybe you just didn't noticed her in the crowd?"
She didn't seem to care, as it wasn't her problem if people got lost in the airport. She was not a tourist guide after all.
John thanked her but was sure he couldn't have missed her. He checked every passenger carefully. And if Cassie would have need to go to the bathroom, she would have passed right in front of him. But he didn't saw her. Where was she? An idea struck him. Could she have missed the flight? He went to the information ticket and asked if Cassandra Larivière had took her seat. The lady took a few minutes to check her files.
" Hum.... Let me see. Nope, she didn't cancelled her ticket and she wasn't on board. Is there anything else I can help you with?" She was sorry for that hot guy. He looked like he was totally lost. Had his girlfriend bailed on him? But Cena just turned around and took a seat in front of Gate 13.
She must have missed the flight and took the next one. He would wait all night if he had too. He was not going to miss the arrival of his sweetheart. But he didn't understand why she wouldn't have warned him of her late arrival? She knew he would have his cell phone with him. And she knew the number by heart, it was the only way to reach him. She'll surely have a logical explanation that will make him laugh once she arrived.
The next flight came in, about an hour later. Cena was getting a little impatient now. They would be in a hurry, their plane to Greece was in only twenty minutes. It was on the other side of the airport, so they would have to make a run for it. But Cassie wasn't anywhere in sight. When he saw the pilot coming through the gate, he knew that something wasn't right. She couldn't have missed two flights in a row. And why wasn't she calling him? He went back to the information counter. It was the same lady as earlier. She beamed at him.
" Well, hello again? You're still here? What can I do for you this time?"
" I'd like to know if Cassandra Larivière had took the flight that just came in. Or if she had cash in her ticket or anything." It was hard to keep his temper. He was beginning to get worried.
" Hum......Hum...No passenger by that name registered. Nor did she cashed her ticket" She wished she could have told him good news. He was obviously worried sick. How could a girl bail on such a hottie! Some girls don't realised their chances....." Can I do anything else for you?"
He checked his watch, they had missed their flight to Greece! He had to call her. Maybe she was home, really sick?
" Let me check on something first, but is this ticket exchangeable?" He handed her his now good for nothing Greece ticket.
" My, yes you can exchange it with a little supplement fee."
" That's perfect, just wait a second, I'll be right back."
He took a few steps back and called Cassie's place. It ringed, unanswered.The machine connected and John almost didn't recognised Cassie's voice. He heard his name but didn't get what she was saying. The message was in English. Her machine has always been in french as he was the only one speaking english in her life. That was weird. He called again. He had to listen carefully to get the message.
" Hello everyone. You've reached Cassie's answering machine. But as you see, I'm not living here anymore and I won't be back. I met someone and we decided to get married right away. I hope you all live nice lives because I will never see any of you again. As for John, I never loved you, you were just a one night trip. I'm sorry, but you are never to try to find me again. I don't want to have to see you anymore. This is the last time you hear my voice. After a month, this message will be erased and I'll be far from here. Peace to you all, I'm gone to live my life now."
He hung up yelling " Say what?". His bouquet fell to the ground. He didn't picked it up, he hadn't even noticed it fell. He must have misunderstood the message. She didn't said she never loved him? That was not possible. He called again. Same message, same broken voice. She was marrying another one? He didn't believe it. When could it have happened? Yesterday she called, she was exciting about the trip and she said she loved him. How could she have fall for someone else in less than twenty-four hours? It didn't make sense. And why was she speaking in english? So that the message was for him and him only? He was stubborn, he called again. But this time he noticed the pain in Cassie's voice. He listened carefully to her, trying to figured something out.. He had to listen to the message over and over again before something hit him. Cassie's voice broke down when she said she never loved him. Just like if she was holding her tears. What the fuck was going on? He called again, this time to leave a message.
" Cassie, it's John. If you're there pick up please. I want to know what happened to you? I'm at the airport, waiting for you. We missed the flight you know. Where are you? Call me back Cass. I don't understand. What the hell are you talking about? Nothing makes sense so call me back. I want to hear you tell me you don't love me. Please Cassie, I'm going out of mind here. Has something happened to you? You know you can tell me everything my love. I love you."
He hung up, still staring at his phone. She would call back right away for sure. It might be just a joke. She would make fun of him and say she's hiding somewhere in the airport, spying on him. But that wasn't like Cassie to play such a cruel joke on him. He grasped his hand on the little box in his pocket. Despair rosed in his heart. Why was this happening? They were suppose to be living the time of their lives now. He called her over and over again. His messages grew more impatient now, more angry. He wanted answers.
The lady at the counter kept her eyes on Cena all along. She was curious at his behaviour. He was obviously waiting for someone who didn't showed up. But the phone calls he made every two seconds seemed to upset him even more. She had seen all kind of emotions going on his face. Sadness, confusion, anger, worried and the sparkle of joy in his eyes seemed to extinguish a little more with each call. Checking if any of her boss could see her, she left her post. She walked to him and put a hand on his shoulder. He turned quickly with an expression of hope. But his face darkened again when he saw who it was. It wasn't Cassie.
" Excuse me, I couldn't help but notice that something was wrong. Maybe I can help you?"
" I don't think so. I don't understand myself. Will this ticket be still exchangeable tomorrow?"
" Of course! But you'll have to pay a supplement fee like I said before. Where would you want to go instead?"
" I'll go to Montreal, then to Québec city."
"I'll check if there's a direct flight from here to Québec city if you want."
" Well, maybe you can do something else for me. Could you check for a Cassandra Larivière in a flight coming from Québec or Montréal? I'll go and rent a room in an hotel and see if I can reach her. Tomorrow I'll change my ticket." He wrote down his cell number on a loose sheet of paper. " I'll write her name down for you. Here's how you can reach me. Don't worry if it's late just call me if you see her name someplace. If she took another plane, if she arrives here or even if she cashes in her old ticket, please?"
" Alright, I can do that for you. But promise me you won't tell anyone, we're not suppose to do that. It's like crossing the line of someone's privacy." But she saw he wasn't in a state of talking to anyone anyway. Except to this Cassandra something he was waiting for.
He nod and left the airport. He took a cab to the nearest hotel. In his room, he collasped on the bed, holding his phone against him. That way, even if he fell asleep, he'll wake up when Cassie calls. When and not if. He was not ready to believe she would never call back. The though was unbearable to him. He fell asleep, not feeling the tears running down his face......
What John didn't knew is that someone was at Cassie's house when he called several times in a row. Someone who listened to every message he left, a big smile on his face. That someone was Étienne. He was glad that John was so confused. It meant his plan was working. Ok, he didn't believed the part about the wedding but the rest worked. He'll give up when he'll see that Cassie was not calling back. He changed the tape in the machine. He wanted his Princess to hear those angry messages. That way she would see that this John was not for her. She needed someone to take care of her, just like him. He went to Cassie's room, trashing everything on his way. She would never come back anyway, so why bother? He opened every drawer, every closet and smelled her odor. So sweet, like vanilla with a touch of apple. He held her hight's gown over his face and took a deep breath. She was finally his. He took his time, choosing the prettiest and sexiest clothing she possessed. He went to the bathroom and examined every piece of makeup, every little things that was part of her life. He threw them all on the floor and tore the bath's curtain. Everything was so neat, so clean it made him sick. How could she live this way? It would drive him mad if he had to live in this aura of cleaness. His own appartment was way more suitable for living. He would have to teach her never to do to much cleaning. Or maybe not, that would give him more reasons to punish her. The thought made him smile. He would enjoy having to punish her. If he gave her enough drugs, then she would never complain and he would be able to beat her without hurting her too much. Excitment built in his body. It was time to go back to his princess. She would surely wake up soon and he needed to touch her, to feel her soft skin under his fingers. He trashed a few more furniture on his way out.
Cassie was dreaming. She was running on a beautiful beach on a sunny day. John was behind her and he caught her in his arms. He took her chin in his hands and lifted her head. He kissed her lightly. She could feel all his love. But suddenly, he disapeared and everything went black. She panicked and her heart kept banging in her ears. She could feel her blood pressure. The strange feeling of flying covered her once more. But there was something more. She had the strangest sensation going through all her body but couldn't find the strenght to open her eyes. Lights were flashing everywhere in the dark and the buzzing noises in her ears were back. She felt like somebody was blowing air on her naked skin. It felt so good, she moaned. When the sound escaped her lips, it brought her back to reality. She could feel her body. Yes, maybe she would be able to move now? She tried to move her toes, but no luck. Her arms were no better. But why did she felt like something was covering her? Something really heavy? The more she asked herself questions, the more her body seemed to be coming back to life. The sensations were so good. So soft, so nice. But from nowhere, panic stroke her and a scream came out from her. Then she laughed. It was too weird, she had no control at all. She also felt saliva running down her chin. Wasn't she able to close her mouth or to swallow anymore? A hand ran down her face and the fear permitted her to open her eyes. The heavy loud on her was actually Étienne. He was lying on top of her and was running his hands on her entire body. He was breathing so fast, in a intense excitement. Cassie felt her last will to fight died away. There was no need to protest or to beg or even to try to escape. No one knew where she was, she couldn't move nor talk. It was hopeless, she was better off dead.
But it seems that her body was still willing to fight. She sensed a rumbling in her stomach and she threw up a disgusting, smelling greenish liquid all over her captor. Horrified, he quickly ran to the bathroom to clean up. Cassie succeed in moving a hand and wiped out her mouth. She felt a little better. Maybe the effects of the drugs would go down a little now there was less inside her? She heard heavy footsteps, Étienne was already coming back from the bathroom. His eyes were black with anger. He took a big needle from his bag. Cassie moved his head from one side to the other in a attempt to beg. He leaned over her and his evil smile was back.
" That's how you want to play Princess? I'll play with you alright. But you'll see there can only be one winner, and that's me. I'm the one with the power. I even control that weird boyfriend of yours. He called many times while I was at your place you know. He's very angry with you. He wants you to call back but you don't want to don't you? So he gets madder and madder while we're having fun. I will never understand how you could fall for a perfect stranger, a foreigner, while I was following you and your friends every night. Everywhere you went, I was there. But you couldn't noticed me no! You had to dance with that brute that knocked me down. I was anger and jealousy that made me hit you on the dance floor. But your John had to beat me up. Well, I think it's about time I get my revenge!."
His eyes were sparkling with a fearful madness. He took Cassie's arm and plunged his needle inside, injecting her more drugs. She had the strenght to yell this time. Her panic was worst than ever because she knew he had gone mad. But screaming was probably her biggest mistake of all. He hold her up and began hiting her again and again. She couldn't stand on her feet so she fell to the ground. When he jumped on her leg she let out another scream of pain. He jumped again and again and she felt heard a strange crack. Tears filled her eyes. It only made him more angry. Oh John, Please! He put more pills in her mouth and she had to swallow them. The sensations she had just got back were now gone. She was numb. She felt like she was beyond the scene and took pity on the poor girl being beaten to a pulp. He grabbed her and locked her in a closet. She didn't react, her mind was closed once again.......
John wake up, thinking he had just heard Cassie's voice. But it was just a dream, he was still in his hotel room, alone. Was he dreaming when he heard her cried and begged? His worries would keep him alive all night long now. He felt deep in his heart that his sweetheart was in danger. He wouldn't stay here any longer, he had to go and find her.
When he got to Québec city, it was already the evening. He naturally found himself at the "Clair de Lune". Maybe some of her old friends could help him find her place? He only had a phone number. He soon found out that even Sarah the Bartender wasn't there. He took all his courage and decided to ask a member of the crew where he could find Sarah. It was her night off. When he introduced himself, everyone was eager to help him. They knew who he was! Cassie was still coming here from time to time and all she could talk about was her John Cena. They gave him Sarah's phone number and address. He took a cab and went there without calling first. This was urgent.
When she opened the door, John Cena was likely the last person she had expected to find there. He told her everything when she invited him in. She offered him all her help. They spent the two weeks vacation of Cena trying to find Cassie. No sign of her anywhere. They finally succeed to find her place and it was all trashed out. The last day before he had to go back, they tried one more time to search her appartment. John was beginning to believe the fact that Cassie could have run with someone else. It was tearing him apart but there was no other option. They were about to leave when they heard the back door closed. Someone was coming inside!
To be continued......
A/N: In the next part, we will take back when Cena's cell phone was ringing in the locker room. No more flashbacks, he will explain what happened himself. And we will see Cassie getting her Wrestling company on feet. She'll also explain what happened to her in a interview.
Thank you for your time!