Chapter 5 Can a Kiss make a Decision?
"So you just left?". Randy asked. Him, John, Kurt, and Jericho were in one of the cafe's in NY.
"Yep". John answered as he took a sip from his cappuccino.
"Why?". Jericho asked confused.
"To give her some stuff to think about".
"Well that was a smart plan leaving her there in tears". Kurt said sarcastically as he took a sip from his hot chocolate.
"She was crying because she knew I was right".
"Well if that's the case, how come she hasn't talk to you in these past four days?". Randy asked as they other guys nodded.
"She's just confused".
"Well what are you gonna do about the match?". Kurt asked.
"I don't know". He answered. "I'm confused too".
"About what?".
"Well she said she didn't know what attracted her to Enrique, yet he never did the things that I did to her".
"Maybe he's just special, I mean he is from Europe".
"What's that supposed to mean?".
"Maybe she liked him because he's from Europe".
"That doesn't seem to be a good reason why she fell for him".
"Yeah what girl likes some guy just because he's from a continent and not a state?".
"There are a lot of girls that use that as a reason".
"Well whatever, all I know is, it's just a matter of time before I have her again". John said as he traced a finger over the brim of his cup.
"Your really confident your gonna get Monica back aren't you?". Jericho asked.
"Yes I am, Mr. Enrique is going bye-bye". John said making the guys laugh as the four men stood up, each left a tip on the table as they left to get ready for Raw.
That night John and Matt Hardy were sitting on a couch outside of Eric Bishoff's office. They weren't really doing anything, just randomly talking until there matches began.
"What do you think Eric's gonna do to you?". Matt asked. John and Eric had gotten off to a rough start during the ECW war and every since then he's been out to get him for his title.
"Don't know, I'm just hopin' it's not gonna be anything to hectic, but then again it's bishoff". John responded bitterly. Just then he heard the door to Bishoff's office open, he looked up to be looking into the eyes of Monica. She quickly glanced away from him and walked away, a frown appeared on John face as he looked down to the floor below.
"You miss her don't you?". Matt asked making john turn towards him.
"So much man". John responded running his hands through his short cut hair. "I can't see my life without her, when she's not around all I can think about is her".
"I know, that's how I was with Lita, but now she's with Edge, it's okay though because I found me someone else, but I still do miss being with her". Matt said sadly.
"I just wish she knew how much she means to me".
"She probably does".
"I know deep down she still wants me, but she just doesn't want to hurt Enrique".
"Well she is married".
"Don't say that word". John said beginning to turn mad.
"Sorry, but you know what I mean".
"Yeah, I just wish I could rewind back to before she boarded that plane".
"Why".
"Well I was gonna do it when she got back, but now that I found out all this I just wish I could have done it before she left". John said looking down at the floor again, matt gave him a puzzled look.
"Do what?".
"Ask her to marry me". He said sadly.
It was later in the night and Raw had just came back for commercial. The time had come for the match between Monica and John, the fans were excited to see Monica wrestle but even more excited to see John. Monica was in the Women's Locker room strapping her knee pads on, dressed in white terry cloth track pants and a black wife beater. She took a breath as she made her way out to the gorilla.
"You gonna be ok Cena?". Kurt asked, he was standing with him in the gorilla to keep him company.
"Yeah, I just gotta try and not hurt her to much, literally". He said. Suddenly his theme song began to play, he stretched his arms for a second and made his way through the curtains. Just at that second Monica was just walking in, Kurt glanced at her for a minute before leaving.
Monica looked to her side where the monitor was to see john rolling inside the ring and hoisting his Championship high in the air making the crowd scream louder than they already did, she smiled a little before she heard DMX "Get it on the Floor". She stretched her arms for a second before making her way through the curtains.
As Monica stepped onto the ramp she was blinded by the flashes of the cameras and death by the screaming fans, but she managed to walk down the ramp and touch a few hands along the way. Rolling in the ring she listened as the ref told her what to do, when he was finished she glanced at John who at the same time looked at her. They walked up to each other and had a brief stare-down, john looked into her hazel eyes, he could see sadness, confusion, love, anger, passion all balled up into one, Monica could see the same thing in his eyes. Then the bell sounded.
Without warning monica hit John with a left hook knocking him down quickly. He looked up at her surprised and stood back up, he grabbed her arms to whip her into the ropes but she wouldn't budge, instead she reversed it and whip him into the ropes nailing him with a dropkick much to the crowds enjoyment. She bent down to pick him up but he moved his arm and tripped her, he quickly got up and picked her up for the sidewalk slam, but she wiggled out of his grip and knocked him with a tornado DDT. The crowd by this time was chanting Monica's name while the people on the other side were chanting Cena's, monica whipped him into a nearby turnbuckle and did a clothesline and bulldog. She laid on top of him for the pin but he kicked out, frustrated she lifted him up and hit him with a face-crusher, she waited for him to stand up. When he did she perfectly pulled off a caporia spinning kick knocking him clean out, she laid on top of him, but again he kicked out. He instantly rose up and before she knew he had whipped he chest first into the turnbuckle, she held her back in pain as john got ready to clothesline her, luckily she caught him just in time, she tried to move over him but he caught her and put her up on his shoulder. He walked to the middle of the ring and the crowd screamed as he hit the F-U, he laid on top of her a lifted her leg up and the ref counted three.
After the match was over Monica was sitting in the trainer's office with an ice pack on her chest, she had hit the turnbuckle wrong when john whipped her. While she was sitting there she was thinking about what john said, as a matter of fact she had been thinking about it for the past some days, she knew he was right, he could always see through her.
"Monica what are you going to do?". She asked herself, suddenly she her a light knock on the door. She turned around to see John walk in, she turned back around and looked at the floor below. He walked over and sat on the table next to her, it was silent for a few minutes before John finally spoke.
"I'm sorry for yelling at you". He said. She just kept silent. "I was just trying to make a point".
"And what point is that exactly?". She he said coldly turning to him, he could already see her eyes beginning to tear up.
"That you don't love Enrique". He said.
"How do you know?".
"I just do, I know you better than that son of a bitch".
"What do you have against Enrique, why do you hate him so much?".
"He has you, he doesn't deserve you, I do".
"Why".
"Because I've known you longer than 7 fuckin months, I know everything there is to know about you, he doesn't".
"Well obviously he did too".
"No he didn't, all he did was use his fuckin charm to sweep you off your feet and you fell for it".
"Whatever". Monica said as she turned her back to him, john rolled his eyes impatiently.
"I apologize for that, I didn't mean to insult you".
"I know you didn't". She said quietly. Then before he could react she had turned around and kissed him. It wasn't even a peck, she had let her tongue slide into his mouth. John didn't know what to do, he just gave into it. Monica quickly pulled away, she saw his eyes were still closed, he must have been more surprised at her actions then she was. She jumped off the table and ran out of the room, leaving john still sitting there, in confusion, shock and daze.
"Wow". John said with a smile.