Chapter 3 A Scheduled Match

The next day John was sitting in the front row with his feet crossed rest on the barricade looking at the Raw ring where Coachman was talking to the diva search contestants going over what they were gonna do tonight. As he sat there he heard footsteps from not to far away, he didn't bother to look, figuring it was just a worker or someone.

"Hey". He heard someone say, he turned to his side to be looking at Monica, she sat down next to him and rested her feet on the barricade, she had her gaze on the contestants as well.

"Hey". John said as he turned his attention back to the girls. This was weird to him, when they were together they would always have something to talk about, they never sat together in silence. John was beginning to realize how much had changed between them after she got married. While Monica was looking at the diva-wannabe's john took a moment to look her over.

Blue and white Air forces, jean capri's, a white tank top and a blue backwards cap covered her body. John smiled to himself remembering how she would dress like that around him at home, how he would always say she looked like a boy and she would tackle them to the floor and wrestle with him for hours.

"You know, I saw you in the gym earlier and you looked kinda upset, you alright?". She asked glancing over at him.

"Yeah, I just found out my girlfriend got married to some asshole while she was away in Europe. I'm great". He responded sarcastically. Monica rolled her eyes and let out a sigh.

"You know there's no need to act like an asshole about this, I said I was sorry". Monica said a little upset.

"I'm sorry. So what are you doing here, shouldn't Vince be asking you to do something for him?". John said changing the subject.

"Actually, no, I just came out of a meeting with him in his office". She said looking down at the floor.

"What about?". He asked.

"I signed a contract with him, I'm a WWE Diva now". She answered.

"Congrats". He said as he put on a smile.

"Thanks, I'm having my first match next week".

"Against who?".

"That's what I came over here to talk to you about, I'm fighting you". She said. She turned to look at his reaction, he looked shocked.

"I'm not fighting you". He said.

"Their already announcing the match tonight".

"I don't wanna fight you".

"Why not".

"Because I don't wanna accidently hurt you".

"I can handle it John". She said. I've been through worse. She thought to herself.

"Monic, are you sure?".

"I'm sure, don't worry, I'll be fine".

"Fine, I'll do it, if your ok with it".

"Thanks john". Monica said with a smile as she kissed him on the cheek which surprised him. She took her feet off the barricade and rose out of her seat. "I really appreciate it". John watched as she ran up the stairs and out the door.

John touched his cheek which was still tingling from her kiss. He thought about how they used to kiss, with passion, sometimes hunger. How her lips were so smooth, soft and full. How when they had sex her lips would travel all over his body, he was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard a familiar voice.

"Looking at the diva search contestants?". John looked up to see Kurt Angle staring down at him with a smile leaning over the wall between them.

"No, just thinking about Monica". John said as the frown returned to his face.

"Randy told me what happened, sorry man".

"It's ok, I'm cool".

"So I saw you two talking".

"Yeah, she signed a contract with Vince today".

"That's great, we need a few more divas around here. So why do you look so down?".

"She having her first match next week...against me".

"Bummer, what are you gonna do?".

"As much as I really don't want to, I'm gonna have to fight her. Their announcing the match tonight".

"Well, I wish you luck on that man. Look me and a few other guys are heading out tonight for some fun, you wanna come?".

"Na man, I think I'm just gonna stay in tonight, right now I don't feel up to it".

"I understand, see you later Cena".

"Bye man". John said as he watched him walk up the ramp.

"This is turning out to be one great fuckin week". John thought to himself.

That night John was sitting in his locker room playing with his championship belt, bored as ever. He hadn't been scheduled to do anything until next week. As he looked up at the monitor where Raw was coming back from commercial, he heard the door open from behind him. He felt a pair of warm arms wrap around his neck, he could smell an aroma of bubble gum, it was Monica.

"Sup Monny". He said using his little nickname he would always call her, it took him forever to come up with it.

"Just a little bored, you". She said leaning over him, he could feel her chest against his back and her skin rubbing against his. It just made him want her more than ever.

"Same". He answered. She sat down on the bench behind him and pressed her body against his back, resting her head on his shoulder and putting her arms around his stomach. Just like you used to, john thought to himself.

"That your belt?". She asked. He looked down at his diamond encrusted wwe championship belt.

"Yeah, you wanna see it". He said as he handed it to her, she took it in her lap and spun the wwe logo, she smiled.

"It's beautiful". She said.

Just like you, john thought again to himself watching how she traced over the diamonds. He thought about how upset he was when she wasn't there to see him win it at Mania.

"Maybe one day I'll get to wear it around my waist".

"Maybe". He said letting out a small laugh. He turned his attention back to the monitor where they were just announcing their match.

"You nervous aren't you". She asked.

"Yeah, I just can't see myself fighting you".

"John". She said setting his belt a side, she sat on top of his lap. "You were always gentle with me, I know you would never hurt me".

John could feel himself becoming hard. The feel of her thighs her ass, her whole body on top of his was making him loose it, he just wanted to kiss her like he used to, let his tongue wrestle with hers, let his hands roam down her curves, make love to her, make her screamed his name like she would always do. Have her nails dig into his back, all of the memories of them all stared to come back, all he could do was smile up at her. As she hugged him he buried his face into her burgundy colored hair, wrapping his arms tightly around her small body.

"You just don't know how much I want you Monica". John thought.