A weeks had passed and Julia easily became part of the RAW family—she and Christy had become good friends and she was one of the most liked reporters backstage. The fans liked that she was sexy and still brought humor into the interview whenever she could. Julia really got kicks out of tormenting the coach. He had a habit of coming on to her, so she gladly put him in his place. She was enjoying being a reporter and being on RAW, but of course there was a loop hole as she liked to call it—or more like him. John Cena was trying to get in her pants as she called his attempts to romance her. But, as usual she just ignored him or laughed in his face. When they were backstage, she did everything in her power to avoid run ins with him. But, somehow he always managed to find a way to be around her. He was a pest with a spinning title. But, at least she was never asked to interview him in front of everyone. Now that could get ugly. If Cena got his ass kicked in front of every millions, that would not be her fault. Yet, as much as everything was going fine, somehow her luck found a way to jinx her. And the jinx's name was Eric Bischoff. Julia didn't know what was going on, but she was sitting in Bischoff's office staring at his desk awaiting his presence as he asked to see her. She knew she didn't do anything wrong—Coach was fine, it's not like he wouldn't be able to have children or anything. Already her fingers were nervously tapping against the arms of her chain. She glanced up at the clock and sighed. Suddenly, the door opened and in came Bischoff. He smiled at her and walked over to his seat.
" Julia, my favorite reporter. I know your probably wondering why I asked to see you so early in the morning. But, I wanted to talk to you about your interview tonight." he started
" Yes, Mr. Bischoff," Julia said urging him to go on
" You are doing a great job Ms. Martin—the audience loves your interviews, I must say your one of the best additions I had backstage in a while." Eric continued
" Why thank you Mr. Bischoff." Julia replied
" In fact a wrestler asked me to personally assign you to do an interview with them. Now normally I would have said no to them, but with your attitude and them needing an attitude adjustment, I know it will one hell of a clash." he stated
" Wow, who is the wrestler? A returning Triple H? Edge? Angle?" Julia asked in suspense
" John Cena." Eric replied, it was as if Julia's just heard Chad Michael Murray was gay. Her whole face dropped and she was lost for words. That bastard! He asked Bischoff for the interview just to get on my nerves. She thought. Ooh you fucking succeeded Cena. You ass is mine!
" Is there a problem Julia?" Eric asked
" No! Of course not Mr. Bischoff, I'm just stunned….stunned, stunned. I mean this is the Champion. The pleasure is mine." she replied
" Great, I look forward for it tonight then." he commented
" Is there anything else you needed to talk to me about Mr. Bischoff?" Julia asked
" No, that's Julia. Enjoy the rest of your day." Eric replied
" You too Mr. Bischoff." Julia stated as she stood up and left the room. As she walked down the hall she mindlessly clutched her fists.
" You're a dead man Cena!" Julia mumbled as she gritted her teeth.
JJ
John was in his locker room changing into a pair of gray gym shorts—he and Randy were going to go to the weight room before the show started. Seeing that Randy hadn't been able to work out as much as he did, he was eager to get in the gym and see if he could still bench what he used to. John just wanted to make sure he didn't hurt himself trying to impress anyone. As he was lacing up his Jordans, the door was abruptly pushed open and John was surprised to see a angry but still beautiful Julia stomping into his room. He laughed as he figured she found out that he asked Bischoff to make her the interviewer for his promo tonight. She slammed the door closed and placed her hands on her hips.
" Now you look like a woman on a mission." he commented
" And you look like a dead man! You son of a bitch! Why the hell did you make Bischoff assign me as the interviewer for your damn promo?" Julia asked
" Because I thought the world should get to see that beautiful face of yours that makes me smile everyday." John replied
" Bullshit! You knew I damn well wouldn't want to do a damn thing for your ass. Get another reporter to listen to your bull about being Champ." she said
" To late sweet heart, the promo is tonight." he replied, " And wear something sexy, you know I hated when you hide that sexy ass of yours." That was it, John had crossed over enemy lines. Anybody who knew Julia, knew that John was about to get his ass handed him express. She looked at him closely, as if making sure what she heard really did come out of his mouth. He had to be crazy, there was no way any guy would be that stupid enough to talk to her that way, she was the toughest chic to walk through the WWE and she wasn't even a wrestler, hell she was probably the baddest bitch that John would ever cross paths with,
" Do you have a death wish? Do you know who your talking to?" Julia asked locking her eyes with his,
" Yeah, I do." John replied
" You egotistical son of a bitch!" Julia said angrily as she advanced at him. John held his ground until she stood few inches away from him.
" Are you going to kiss me? Or try to grab my ass like this?" he asked, Julia's temper flared and without even thinking she tried to tackle him. But, John stepped aside as she threw her weight at him. He sighed as she fell roughly to the ground, John offered his hand to her as an act of chivalry, but the hot tempered New Yorker took offense to it easily. Enraged, Julia drove towards his midsection—tackling him to the ground. John grabbed her by the wrists in response—as he rolled, the two tumbled and continued to fuss until he pined her down in an attempt to stop her ragging hands.
" You're so dead!" Julia declared
" You ever heard that the smaller they are, the bigger the mouth. Or in your case ass." John laughed as she glared at him. Julia grunted as she brought her knee up towards his groin, John's eyes widened as he watched her movements and swiftly rolled off of her. Julia rolled over and plopped herself on top of him, her knee connecting with his stomach. John groaned and grabbed her shoulders. Flipping her off of him. Julia landed above his head. He heard her grunt and start to stir angrily, he quickly rose up and within a blink of an eye John had her pinned to the ground again. Straddling her hips and he pinned both of her hands above her head. She kept trying to get her hands free but he held them tightly.
" Get off me!" Julia snapped as she squirmed under his hold, reluctantly he loosen his grip. Julia immediately broke out of his clutches and screamed in fury as she lifted her fist and struck him clear against his jaw. John growled as he held his jaw, Julia used all her strength and pushed him off of her. As she stood up, she immediately aimed to stomp on his stomach,
" Damn, you have a good right hand girl," John complimented before kicking her feet out from underneath her, Julia landed on in his lap. She glared at him as she tried to push herself off of him. He wrapped his arms around her waist and held her down to him. She began to sweat and she felt her nerves grow.
" Get your hands off me!" Julia growled
" You sweating already? I haven't even done anything to you yet," John whispered into her ear, his warm breath tickled her ear and she squirmed uncomfortably. Julia pushed against him. But he pulled her even closer so now she was completely on his lap, and continued to squirm angrily. John felt himself get excited and grunted as he said,
" As much as I enjoy this. I really think you shouldn't move around so much, cause I'm not the only one enjoying it." she stilled her movements as she felt him push against her.
" You sick bastard! You know, I've had nightmares like this," Julia snarled at him.
" Always knew you dreamed of at night." John smirked, Julia tried to push him off her, but John only flipped her down to the ground and leaned over her.
" John get off." Julia sighed, yet John didn't budge, " Damnit move! What the fu…" suddenly he pressed his lips onto hers in an aggressive kiss, she hit at his face and tried to get up but to no avail. She was pinned between the floor and John, and she knew that she would have better luck trying to make the floor move, let alone John. Julia went to punch him but, he caught her wrist in his hand. He wasn't hurting her, and had no intention too. Fighting all the sensations he was causing her, she kneed him in the groin. John gritted his teeth and rolled off of her, his hands attempted to reconstruct whatever was left of his future children. He had to admit, Julia was certainly a spit fire. As Julia was raising up from the ground, he reached out his hand and grabbed her ankle, tripping her. She fell with a whoosh sound, and turned on her back only to start kicking at John's head. Just as he grabbed her foot, there was a knock on the door. Soon Randy walked in ready to go to the gym.
" John man yo…" he paused as he watched John pull Julia's body towards him by her ankle. She held onto the carpet and tried to crawl away from him, John in turn grabbed the back pockets of her jeans and dragged her back until he could get hold of her belt. Neither of them took notice of Randy at the doorway, so he slowly closed the door and decided to let them settle whatever feud they were having now.
" Let me go you bastard!" Julia yelled
" Watch your mouth or I'll wash it with soap." John replied playfully letting go of her belt and chuckling as she fell back to the floor in surprise. Julia sat up and glared angrily at him, she quickly yanked off her sneakers and threw them at him. John slapped both of them away and started to move towards her. When he was near enough, Julia sprung at him and bit him on the arm. John groaned and pushed her away from him, as she landed on her stomach he leaned down and bit her on her butt. Julia screamed, it wasn't as hard as she had bit him, but it was hard enough to cause her to yell. John playfully patted her butt in a soothing manner, but of course the battle was no where near done as Julia swatted his hand away.
" Don't touch me!" she warned
" Why you like when I touch you?" John asked
" Kiss my ass!" Julia yelled
" Just tell me where and when sweetie." he said, out of frustration and a last attempt at getting rid of him, Julia slapped him. She expected him to yell or curse her out, but was suddenly taken back when he slapped her back in return. Julia covered her face where he had slapped her to stop the stinging.
" You slapped me!" she sneered
" You slapped me first!" John replied
" I hate you!" she yelled
" No you don't. You hate the fact that you like me." he replied
" What-the-fuck-ever!" she said, " You happy now? This fight was useless."
" Was it?" John asked
" Yes it was! I don't know what you tried to prove here, but it was a stupid idea!" Julia replied
" I don't…your one hell of a spit fire. I that in a woman." he said
" Whatever!" she laughed as she moved to sit next to the bench, John followed suit and sat next to her.
" Admit it this was fun, even wit all the fuss and wrestling, you had fun. I know I did. Finally got to get a feel of that ass" John commented with a smile
" To the end you're a jerk! I just can't believe you slapped me," she said
" Your still on that?" he asked
" Yeah," Julia replied, " But do it again and your dead!"
" I have no intention of doing anything to hurt you again, but you seem to only listen during a fight." John said looking at her, Julia turned to meet his gaze and was caught in the intensity of his eyes. Slowly John leaned closer to her, and she found herself following him. Their lips were centimeters away, when Julia stopped,
" I can't," she said
" I don't believe in can't." John replied as he suddenly pulled her against him and kissed her, Julia tried to pull away from him, but John's lips were so perfect as they gently pressed against her own. He was tracing her bottom lip with his tongue when she groaned in protest, John took advantage of her slight protest to maneuver his tongue into her mouth. She struggled against him, and he responded by pulling her closer to him in a tight embrace. He deepened the kiss and moved his hand up to cup her chin, brushing his thumb along the soft side of her face. Julia trembled against him as her body melted into his arms, a soft pant escaped from her lips as he released her.
" John, this is wrong," she told him
" Then let it be wrong." he replied as his mouth brushed against hers, and he nipped gently at her lips.
" John," she sighed, " We can't,"
" Yes we can," he whispered and placed his mouth firmly to hers, Julia pushed him away and moved out of his arms,
" I can't!" she refused, he reached a hand out and pulled her back
" You can," John mumbled as his mouth found hers once again, Julia's mind and her body were at war with one another. The gentle pleasure of John's mouth on hers was creating indescribable, unfamiliar feelings in her stomach. Her arms enclosed around John's neck, and his hands dropped down to rest on her backside.
" Damn you," she whispered against his mouth as she struggled to regain control of her senses. John would have none of it, an unthinking Julia seemed to let her instincts act more than when she was angry. He lowered his head to nuzzle at the warm flesh of her neck, Julia moaned softly as his mouth opened to suck at the flesh.
" We have to stop this," Julia groaned
" Of course," John agreed, his hands leaving the warmth of her back pockets and wrapping around her waist. His mouth engulfed hers, and he pulled her tightly against him.
" NO!" she yelled forcing him off and abruptly standing up,
" I don't understand how you can be hot one minute than cold the next." John commented
" You don't want me! I'm just a fucking goal for you, I know your type—the asswipes that have women like ATM machines, just looking for something to stick into and cash out! I'll be damned if I'm going to be another notch on your belt. Your just a playboy, you think you can have any woman you want! And hell, you probably have had a lot of them. But, your not getting me! So go screw yourself!" she yelled storming out of the locker room, leaving an extremely shocked Champion still sitting on the floor.
