Author Note: Hooraw, this is awesome. Thanks for the reviews peeps. As I
have said before, no timeline what so ever, it's allll mine. Oh, and for a
disclaimer, of course I own John Cena. He wears those sweatbands on his
wrist so the scars of the handcuffs won't show, hahahahaha, suckas.
Chapter 8!!!!
John and Torrie laid on the bed, trying to catch their breaths. Torrie moaned in satisfaction before rolling over to face John.
"Mmm, baby. You're so good; now I know why I'm marrying you," she complemented him, proping herself on her elbows. Taking in a deep breath, John sighed. "Baby, everything OK?" Torrie asked playing with the short hairs on his head.
"Why did you lock up Dawn and Lex in that closet?" John asked sitting up so Torrie wouldn't lay on him. She laughed and tossed her blonde hair behind her shoulders; looking at John seductively, she bit her lip.
"Baby, it was just a joke," she told him, moving closer to his bare upper body. "They totally blew it out of proportion. They're just making a big deal out of a little thing." He stared at her, his facial expression showed no emotion, just the blinks of his eyelids being the only sign of motion. Swinging his legs over to the side of his bed, he put his boxers and his pants back on, mumbling about talking a walk. Once he was alone out in the hall, he made a mad dash to the elevator. He knew where he was going; Mark and Charlie's hotel room, they'd still be awake playing video games. When the elevator doors opened he saw Jackie, Dawn and Lex, all half asleep carrying shopping bags.
"Hey ladies," he greeted, moving so they could get out of the elevator. Dawn and Jackie murmered a hello; Lex stayed in the elevator. John joined Lex hoping he could talk to her about Kate some more. "Hey Lex," he started, "that was quite the freestyle you threw down at Micky D's a few nights ago." Lex smiled at him and shrugged her shoulders like it was nothing. "Where you heading?"
"Mark and Charlie's room. I picked up some stuff for them at the mall, just small gifts, nothing big," she told John in a boring tone. "Before you jump to any conclusions, father, they are too old for me. I'm fourteen years old, k? Besides, there's a rumor that a certin someone is looking at a certin someone for a certin something," Lex pointed out wiggiling her eyebrows.
"That makes no sense," John told her confused. "A certin someone is looking at a certin someone for a certin something?"
"Now ya got the hang of it!" Lex exclamied, giving her dad a wide smile. 'My smile,' John thought to himself. Lex realized how heavy John was breathing; he was still out of breath from previous activites in his hotel room. Rolling her eyes, she went to say something, but quickly closed her mouth; she feared another smack. John leaned against the wall of the elevator; 'this has to be the slowest elevator in the world,' he thought to himself before it came to a complete stop. The lights flickered on and off, before they went off for good. Lex gasped, "what'd you do?" she jokingly asked; her laugh echoed in the elevator. John sighed again; this wasn't turning out to be a good night for him. "What's on your mind, pop?" Lex asked as she searched through her purse.
"Just a rough night," John told, her taking a seat on the floor. "Having second thoughts about somethings."
"Like marrying Moron?" Lex asked as she brought out her cell phone. She turned it on, the screen being a source of light. Looking through her purse and shopping bags more, she continued. "I've heard things about people marrying people for certin reasons, and personally, I think she's in it for the sex and the money," Lex told him. Using her phone as a flash light, she found the candels that she was looking for, and set them up in the middle of the elevator. She lit them with her lighter; she was now satisfied with the lighting. "Hopefully Jackie won't care that I used the candels," she joked.
"Lex, on a serious note, what do you think of Torrie?" John asked. Lex's laugh echoed through the elevator again; it took her awhile for her to gain control of herself.
"What do I think of Torrie?" she repeated. "Well, aside from the whole tying me and Dawn up in a dark closet, taking you away from your friends, and from how you're friends talk of her, she's a bitch. But, I'm sure when her mouth isn't full of dick, or when she isn't exposing the bad job her plastic surgeon did on her boobs, she's a nice girl," Lex told her father. "Why are you marrying her?" Lex asked, her smile disapearing for the first time. Running his fingers through his short hair, John leaned back on the wall.
"I don't know Lex, I really don't know. Life kinda threw me a curve ball these past few weeks."
"You mean me," Lex stated, pulling her knees to her chest.
"Yea...You. Don't get me wrong Lex, you're my baby girl, and I love you. I know it doesn't seem like I do, or I don't act like I do, but I do. You came to me at a good time, believe it or not," John told her, giving her a small smile. "I was just questioning why I am going to marry Torrie, and I can't find my answer." Lex's smile appeared again, brighter than it was last time. "This is stupid," John said with a half laugh. "This is usually something I'd talk to the guys about." Lex's smile went away again.
"Dad......I know I'm not one of the guys....But there is some Kate in me. I know how close you guys were; she'd always go on about how you guys could talk about anything; she always started her sentence with a smile, and 'this one time, me and your father.'" Lex told John sadly. "You can talk to me, Dad. Sometimes talking to the guys isn't always a solution, sometimes you gotta talk to a girl, like Dawn, or Jackie, or me." John moved over to where Lex was, and put his arm around her shoulders. Taking in the warmth, Lex placed her small body on his lap and cuddeled closer. "So...Are you going to marry Torrie?" Lex asked, bored of the silence that surrounded the elevator.
"I'll think about it later honey," John answered, putting his head on top of Lex's. They watched the flames of the candels flicker in silence, charashing the moment.
"Dad," Lex said quietly, "I miss you." John ran his fingers through her hair, gently stroking strands off her face. Giving her a kiss on her forehead, he brought her closer to him. Lex shut her eyes, not saying anything.
Meanwhile...........................
Jackie and Dawn were stumbling around in their hotel room; they took full advantage of the mini bar. Swaying back and forth with a bottle of straight Barcardi in her hand, Dawn looked at Jackie and pointed her finger.
"I love John," she told Jackie, before falling down with giggles taking over her body. Joining Dawn on the floor with a bottle of Smirnoff, Jackie also made a confession.
"I...love Charlie," Jackie confessed giggiling. "We should call them, and have them come over!" Jackie told Dawn, giggiling even more. They laid in a heap of laughter and vodka; there wasn't a lot to do when the hydro was out in a hotel. Dawn Marie stood up, fell on the bed, and started to laugh again.
"Did I seriously say, I love John?" Dawn asked, taking a sip out of her bottle.
"I was assuming you ment John Bradshaw Layfield," Jackie answered, sitting up on her knees. "He has a lot of money, I'd sign a prenup if I were you."
"Jackie, I'm not going to marry him!" Dawn yelled, walking over towards the door. Fixing her shirt (which was half on and half off) she leaned out of the door, seeing right into the hotel room of Big Show and Rey Mysterio.
"Hey Rey Rey, wanna fuck?" Dawn asked before falling onto the hotel hall floor. Rey ran out of the hotel room, helping the thin brunett into his room.
"Dawn, smarten up honey." Big Show through a glass of cold water on Dawn. Screaming, she stood up, pushed the much larger man, and started yelling at him.
"You, don't tell me what to do," Dawn told him, pointing her finger at his chest, "I am a grown woman, and I can handle my own alcohol, thank you very much. Now, who knows where my John is?" Big Show and Rey looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders. "Be more specific honey," Rey said quietly. "I hope you aren't refering to Bradshaw are you?"
"Of course not! I was refering to John Ceeeeeeena." Jackie started laughing from the room across the hall, which was clearly heard from Big Show and Rey's room. "Is she drunk too?" Rey asked Dawn. Dawn took a big swig from her bottle, and frowned.
"It's all gone. Jackie baby, my bottle is broken!"
"I'll fix it!" Jackie threw a bottle of Jack Daniels, but it hit the floor of hers and Dawn's hotel room, and shattered into pieces. Standing up to pick up the pieces, Jackie fell onto the dresser, knocking off the TV, and breaking the vanity mirror. Breaking into a fit of giggles, Jackie fell down onto the broken glass, not caring where it would cut her body. Dawn staggered into their room, and fell down, laying next to Jackie.
"Jackie, John is getting married in a month......and I'm going to sabatoge it."
Author Note: Boo ya, theres another chapter for ya, HAPPY CANADA DAY for my Canadain followers. Anyways, read and review and see if you can guess who the "certin someone is looking at a certin someone for a certin something" and, who my least two favourite WWE diva's are, hahahaha. READ AND REVIEW, WORDLIFE.
Chapter 8!!!!
John and Torrie laid on the bed, trying to catch their breaths. Torrie moaned in satisfaction before rolling over to face John.
"Mmm, baby. You're so good; now I know why I'm marrying you," she complemented him, proping herself on her elbows. Taking in a deep breath, John sighed. "Baby, everything OK?" Torrie asked playing with the short hairs on his head.
"Why did you lock up Dawn and Lex in that closet?" John asked sitting up so Torrie wouldn't lay on him. She laughed and tossed her blonde hair behind her shoulders; looking at John seductively, she bit her lip.
"Baby, it was just a joke," she told him, moving closer to his bare upper body. "They totally blew it out of proportion. They're just making a big deal out of a little thing." He stared at her, his facial expression showed no emotion, just the blinks of his eyelids being the only sign of motion. Swinging his legs over to the side of his bed, he put his boxers and his pants back on, mumbling about talking a walk. Once he was alone out in the hall, he made a mad dash to the elevator. He knew where he was going; Mark and Charlie's hotel room, they'd still be awake playing video games. When the elevator doors opened he saw Jackie, Dawn and Lex, all half asleep carrying shopping bags.
"Hey ladies," he greeted, moving so they could get out of the elevator. Dawn and Jackie murmered a hello; Lex stayed in the elevator. John joined Lex hoping he could talk to her about Kate some more. "Hey Lex," he started, "that was quite the freestyle you threw down at Micky D's a few nights ago." Lex smiled at him and shrugged her shoulders like it was nothing. "Where you heading?"
"Mark and Charlie's room. I picked up some stuff for them at the mall, just small gifts, nothing big," she told John in a boring tone. "Before you jump to any conclusions, father, they are too old for me. I'm fourteen years old, k? Besides, there's a rumor that a certin someone is looking at a certin someone for a certin something," Lex pointed out wiggiling her eyebrows.
"That makes no sense," John told her confused. "A certin someone is looking at a certin someone for a certin something?"
"Now ya got the hang of it!" Lex exclamied, giving her dad a wide smile. 'My smile,' John thought to himself. Lex realized how heavy John was breathing; he was still out of breath from previous activites in his hotel room. Rolling her eyes, she went to say something, but quickly closed her mouth; she feared another smack. John leaned against the wall of the elevator; 'this has to be the slowest elevator in the world,' he thought to himself before it came to a complete stop. The lights flickered on and off, before they went off for good. Lex gasped, "what'd you do?" she jokingly asked; her laugh echoed in the elevator. John sighed again; this wasn't turning out to be a good night for him. "What's on your mind, pop?" Lex asked as she searched through her purse.
"Just a rough night," John told, her taking a seat on the floor. "Having second thoughts about somethings."
"Like marrying Moron?" Lex asked as she brought out her cell phone. She turned it on, the screen being a source of light. Looking through her purse and shopping bags more, she continued. "I've heard things about people marrying people for certin reasons, and personally, I think she's in it for the sex and the money," Lex told him. Using her phone as a flash light, she found the candels that she was looking for, and set them up in the middle of the elevator. She lit them with her lighter; she was now satisfied with the lighting. "Hopefully Jackie won't care that I used the candels," she joked.
"Lex, on a serious note, what do you think of Torrie?" John asked. Lex's laugh echoed through the elevator again; it took her awhile for her to gain control of herself.
"What do I think of Torrie?" she repeated. "Well, aside from the whole tying me and Dawn up in a dark closet, taking you away from your friends, and from how you're friends talk of her, she's a bitch. But, I'm sure when her mouth isn't full of dick, or when she isn't exposing the bad job her plastic surgeon did on her boobs, she's a nice girl," Lex told her father. "Why are you marrying her?" Lex asked, her smile disapearing for the first time. Running his fingers through his short hair, John leaned back on the wall.
"I don't know Lex, I really don't know. Life kinda threw me a curve ball these past few weeks."
"You mean me," Lex stated, pulling her knees to her chest.
"Yea...You. Don't get me wrong Lex, you're my baby girl, and I love you. I know it doesn't seem like I do, or I don't act like I do, but I do. You came to me at a good time, believe it or not," John told her, giving her a small smile. "I was just questioning why I am going to marry Torrie, and I can't find my answer." Lex's smile appeared again, brighter than it was last time. "This is stupid," John said with a half laugh. "This is usually something I'd talk to the guys about." Lex's smile went away again.
"Dad......I know I'm not one of the guys....But there is some Kate in me. I know how close you guys were; she'd always go on about how you guys could talk about anything; she always started her sentence with a smile, and 'this one time, me and your father.'" Lex told John sadly. "You can talk to me, Dad. Sometimes talking to the guys isn't always a solution, sometimes you gotta talk to a girl, like Dawn, or Jackie, or me." John moved over to where Lex was, and put his arm around her shoulders. Taking in the warmth, Lex placed her small body on his lap and cuddeled closer. "So...Are you going to marry Torrie?" Lex asked, bored of the silence that surrounded the elevator.
"I'll think about it later honey," John answered, putting his head on top of Lex's. They watched the flames of the candels flicker in silence, charashing the moment.
"Dad," Lex said quietly, "I miss you." John ran his fingers through her hair, gently stroking strands off her face. Giving her a kiss on her forehead, he brought her closer to him. Lex shut her eyes, not saying anything.
Meanwhile...........................
Jackie and Dawn were stumbling around in their hotel room; they took full advantage of the mini bar. Swaying back and forth with a bottle of straight Barcardi in her hand, Dawn looked at Jackie and pointed her finger.
"I love John," she told Jackie, before falling down with giggles taking over her body. Joining Dawn on the floor with a bottle of Smirnoff, Jackie also made a confession.
"I...love Charlie," Jackie confessed giggiling. "We should call them, and have them come over!" Jackie told Dawn, giggiling even more. They laid in a heap of laughter and vodka; there wasn't a lot to do when the hydro was out in a hotel. Dawn Marie stood up, fell on the bed, and started to laugh again.
"Did I seriously say, I love John?" Dawn asked, taking a sip out of her bottle.
"I was assuming you ment John Bradshaw Layfield," Jackie answered, sitting up on her knees. "He has a lot of money, I'd sign a prenup if I were you."
"Jackie, I'm not going to marry him!" Dawn yelled, walking over towards the door. Fixing her shirt (which was half on and half off) she leaned out of the door, seeing right into the hotel room of Big Show and Rey Mysterio.
"Hey Rey Rey, wanna fuck?" Dawn asked before falling onto the hotel hall floor. Rey ran out of the hotel room, helping the thin brunett into his room.
"Dawn, smarten up honey." Big Show through a glass of cold water on Dawn. Screaming, she stood up, pushed the much larger man, and started yelling at him.
"You, don't tell me what to do," Dawn told him, pointing her finger at his chest, "I am a grown woman, and I can handle my own alcohol, thank you very much. Now, who knows where my John is?" Big Show and Rey looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders. "Be more specific honey," Rey said quietly. "I hope you aren't refering to Bradshaw are you?"
"Of course not! I was refering to John Ceeeeeeena." Jackie started laughing from the room across the hall, which was clearly heard from Big Show and Rey's room. "Is she drunk too?" Rey asked Dawn. Dawn took a big swig from her bottle, and frowned.
"It's all gone. Jackie baby, my bottle is broken!"
"I'll fix it!" Jackie threw a bottle of Jack Daniels, but it hit the floor of hers and Dawn's hotel room, and shattered into pieces. Standing up to pick up the pieces, Jackie fell onto the dresser, knocking off the TV, and breaking the vanity mirror. Breaking into a fit of giggles, Jackie fell down onto the broken glass, not caring where it would cut her body. Dawn staggered into their room, and fell down, laying next to Jackie.
"Jackie, John is getting married in a month......and I'm going to sabatoge it."
Author Note: Boo ya, theres another chapter for ya, HAPPY CANADA DAY for my Canadain followers. Anyways, read and review and see if you can guess who the "certin someone is looking at a certin someone for a certin something" and, who my least two favourite WWE diva's are, hahahaha. READ AND REVIEW, WORDLIFE.
