Author's Top Note: Here we go again with another installment to the wonderful John Cena/ OC story that so many of you seem to like. FYI, life isn't getting much easier for the two of them. It won't be for the rest of the story.
"Is she gonna be okay?"
"She received a concussion from slamming the back of her head onto the barrier and she's a little shaken up, but she'll be fine. You just have to make sure to keep her awake."
"What about John?"
"Oh he's fine, just some minor bruising on his back but that might've been from a few weeks ago."
Kiara heard the three or four different voices around her and slowly forced herself to open her eyes, despite her throbbing headache. "What happened?" She mumbled out.
Nidia and Dawn Marie jumped up from their places on the waiting couch and rushed over to her side.
"How are you feeling?" Dawn asked while Nidia took a brush out from her purse and began to brush out Kiara's hair.
"Like I got run over by an 18-wheeler." Kiara answered truthfully. "Why am I here though, what happened out in the match? Did John win?"
Nidia shook her head. "Sorry sweetie. Taker caught John off guard, rolled him up for the pin, and then choke-slammed him for good measure."
Kiara struggled to sit up as the information sunk in. "He's never off his guard though…" She trailed off and her eyes got wide as realization set in. "He tried to save me from the Undertaker but he ended up spearing me instead." She said slowly. "He lost because of me."
"Don't say that." Dawn instructed. "He was just trying to keep you safe. I'm positive he doesn't care about the match anymore."
"He's been worried about you." Nidia added with a teasing grin. "We forced him outta the room about fifteen minutes ago 'cuz he hadn't showered yet, but he should be back any minute." She watched as the doctor left the room and sat on the edge of the bed. "So what's really going on between you two?" And Dawn looked at her expectantly.
"There's nothing." Kiara said bluntly. "And believe me, if there was something, you two would be the first ones to know."
The two gave each other knowing looks and Kiara rolled her eyes, falling back against the one solitary pillow with a sigh.
"What do you mean you're not letting anybody see her?" A loud voice outside of the door said angrily. "I know Dawn and Nidia went in there, so why can't I? Why don't you just tell them two to get out so I can see her?"
"You're prince charming is here." Nidia started teasingly. "I think we'll be going now."
"But I wanted to stay and—"
Nidia took Dawn's arm and shook her head at the brunette diva. "We'll talk to you later Kia. Feel better, kay?"
She watched as Nidia dragged Dawn out of the makeshift doctor's office and a few seconds later the door was pushed open again and John walked in.
"I am so incredibly sorry." He said immediately. She opened her mouth to respond when he cut her off by holding up his hand. "No, just hear me out. I should never have told you to hit Taker with the chain. That was a stupid, stupid idea and I was wrong for putting you in harm's way like that. But when I saw him look at you like that with that evil gleam in his eyes, I felt something. And I can't explain it because I have no idea what the hell it was, but you made me feel like my whole outlook on life has changed and I just wanted to protect you and never let anything happen to you ever again. And did I mention that I'm sorry?"
"John, I really don't know what to say to all that." Kiara replied honestly after a minute of awkward silence. "And I'm not quite sure how you feel our friendship or relationship is going, but I don't feel the same—"
"Kiara, I was meeting with the medics and he told me to give you these because I was coming this way anyway…" Kurt trailed off as he saw the two. "Am I interrupting something?" He asked, handing over the pain pills to the diva.
"No." John muttered and turned to Kiara. "I gotta go get some stuff done but I'll come and look for you when we're leaving for the hotel." And without another word he got up from the chair and walked quickly out of the room.
"I came at a bad time, didn't I?"
"You were fine Kurt." Kia reassured him. "I'm the one who doesn't know what the hell just happened."
*~*~*~*~*
"Hey John, you looked a little bummed out. Sorry about your match." Chris Jericho commented from his place on the bench in the locker room. "It was a noble effort."
"Yea, thanks. You too." John replied absent-mindedly and Jericho muttered something about not having his match yet before turning back to the magazine he'd been reading.
What were you thinking? John scolded himself silently as he stared at his reflection in the mirror. Did you honestly think she'd say something like she had the same feelings as you did? She's your valet, you two work together. Stop acting like such a loser and just accept that fact; there's not going to be anything between you two. Ever.
*~*~*~*~*
"So do you think Taker's going to do something in retaliation next Smackdown?" Kiara asked, trying to break up the awkward silence filling the car for the past fifteen minutes.
"Probably, that's usually what he does." John answered shortly, keeping his eyes towards the road.
"What are your plans for the rest of the night?"
He shrugged. "I have some phone calls to make."
Kiara smiled. "Sounds like a laugh riot."
"It's personal and if I didn't have to make them I wouldn't." He shot back and Kiara snapped her mouth shut.
"I'm sorry if I said—"
"I don't want to talk about it." He said, pulling the rental car into the hotel parking lot. He turned the car off and got out without another word.
Kiara watched as he grabbed his bags and headed towards the door and she shook her head and grabbed her own stuff, hurrying after him.
*~*~*~*~*
"So what happened with you two once we left?"
"I didn't want to leave though." Dawn pointed out quickly. "You dragged me out by the arm.
Nidia rolled her eyes and looked back over at Kiara, who had both of her elbows propped up on the table and was intensely staring at the contents of her glass like it held the solution to all of life's problems. "Hey, you alright?" She asked loudly, trying to be heard over the music in the confined space of the club.
She tore her gaze away from the glass and looked up at her two best friends tiredly. "I'm fine. What were you guys just talking about?"
"You and John." Nidia answered simply. "And how we're curious about what happened once we left."
"I think John might've told me he had feelings for me." Kiara said.
Dawn looked ready to pounce as soon as she said that. "And?? What did you tell him?"
"That I didn't feel the same way." She muttered, hoping against hope that they wouldn't hear and just drop the subject or change it to something else.
She wasn't so lucky. Nidia, who was leaning close towards her, heard what she said and her jaw dropped. "You have got to be kidding me."
Kiara shrugged and continued to stir around the contents of her glass with the straw, avoiding all eye contact possible. "I just—they're not feelings I share for him and I'm definitely not going to lie to him about it either. Can we just not talk about this anymore?" She asked the two divas, who both nodded reluctantly. "Thank you."
Dawn remained quiet for a grand total of two minutes before speaking up again. "I know we said we wouldn't talk about this whole John situation anymore and I promise I won't but can I ask you a different question?" Kiara nodded without much care. "Is there anyone else in the company that you think you have your eye on?" She asked with a knowing smile on her face.
"I'm just not ready for a relationship period." Kiara replied. "And even if I was, I don't think it'd be anyone from the company anyway." She looked suspiciously at Dawn. "Why? I know that look on your face and I also know you're not just asking for the hell of it so spill."
"She knows you too well." Nidia commented before taking a sip of her drink.
Dawn pursed her lips and nodded in the direction of the crowded bad.
Kiara followed her gaze and caught sight of none other then Randy Orton, the same guy who she, upon meeting him for the first time, crashed right into him and landed flat on her ass. He smiled at her and she turned away quickly. "I don't even know that guy Dawn."
"That's the point." Dawn answered back. "There'd be no harm in getting to know him."
"I don't think so."
"I don't think you have much of a choice." Nidia piped up. "Look good, he's coming over this way."
Kiara looked around for some way to escape and sighed to herself when he walked up arrogantly to the table. Great, there was no escaping him now.
Author's Bottom Note: So what'd you think of this chappy? I kinda know where I want to go with this story but I'd love to hear what you guys would like to see happen also! Your reviews are what keeps me going!