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Tiffany woke up the next afternoon to a whole different surrounding and a different bed. Then she saw the US Title on the wall and knew she had to be in John's house. Then it kicked in, she was supposed to be spending the weekend over his house. She looked at the small clock on the dresser and saw it read 2:14PM. Tiffany couldnt believe she actually slept that late. It was the first time she had ever slept good in a long time. Mike would always wake her before he went to work and she wouldnt be able to go back to sleep. Just then John walked upstairs to check on her and realized she was awake.
"Well good morning sunshine, or should I say afternoon," John said bright with a smile.
Tiffany just smiled. Seeing her smile could light the universe, John thought.
The cut above her eye was healing quickly. And she no longer had a black and blue eye, just a little light brown mark. She had the bruise on her arm, which was finger prints.
"I see your healing. Well, how are you feeling?" John asked.
"I feel great. Starved though."
"Ha, say no more. Chef Cena to the rescue," John rushed downstairs.
Tiffany just laughed and followed him. She wasnt used to being cooked for or anything of that sort. She caught him in the kitchen. He looked so good with his little apron on. What was she thinking? This was John she was talking about.
"John, really, you dont have to cook for me, I can handle it myself," she desperately tried to explain.
"Not in my house you cant."
Tiffany knew she wasnt going to win this conversation so she just let it go. Tiffany rushed upstairs while John was cooking her a late breakfast, and got dressed. She was wearing a pair of cut off shorts and a tank top that cut off above her belly button. She looked cute. When she walked downstairs even John thought so.
"Someone is looking sexy today," He said.
"Thanks," Tiffany said blushing at the comment.
John gave her a hug.
"I'm glad your okay. I would go crazy if something seriously happened to you."
Tiffany smiled and hugged him back.
Just then the doorbell rang.
"Can you get that? I'm trying to finish up here," John asked.
Tiffany opened the door and got bombarded into a hug that almost knocked her down, by the tall blonde.
"Stacey!"
"Tiffy!"
"Goddamn I forgot you were so damn tall."
"Shut up girl, you know you missed my tall ass."
"Dont flatter yourself."
They both smiled. It had been so long since they seen each other. Stacey busy in the WWE and Tiffany not able to go anywhere.
"So how's everything?" Stacey asked not knowing whats going on.
"Um, things havent been so good."
"Why?"
"Lets just say she's been in the hospital twice this week from that asshole of a boyfriend," John interrupted walking out as he placed her food on the table.
Stacey sat at the table with her while Tiffany told her everything. By the end of the conversation, Tiffany was full and Stacey was in tears.
"THAT ASSHOLE!" Stacey said, full of hatred.
Just as Tiffany and Stacey started to reminisce Tiffany's cell phone rang. She looked at the ID and didnt want to answer it.
"You just going to let the damn thing ring all day?" John jokingly laughed.
"Exactly," said Tiffany with a sad look.
John knew exactly who it was calling. Tiffany turned her cell off. Stacey changed the subject.
"So life is just peachy?" Stacey asked.
"Yeah, yours is isnt it?" Tiffany laughed.
"John! Big mouth! How'd you know I didnt want to tell her?" Stacey said knowing that John had told Tiffany about Maven.
"So how is Ms.Keibler and lover boy doing?" Tiffany asked.
John grabbed the plate off the table and went back to the kitchen. Stacey flashed her left hand.
"Damn girl. Pretty good I suppose. Must be nice to be treated right."
"It is. You can find somebody to treat you right. Your beautiful Tiff," Stacey said flattering Tiffany.
"Yeah right."
"I know the perfect person."
"Who?"
"Stacey can you give me a hand?" John yelled out from the kitchen, saving himself from her knowing how he felt about her.
"John, help you with what?" Stacey asked walking into the kitchen.
"What are you doing?" John whispered.
"You need to tell her."
"I cant. She doesnt want me. She loves Mike," John paused. "I'll tell her when I'm ready."
John looked so dissapointed. Stacey knew how he felt about Tiffany but maybe he was right. She would let John tell her himself. Just then Tiffany walked into the kitchen.
"Whats going on?" She asked.
"What are you talking about?" John asked.
"We going to sit in this kitchen all day or what?" said Stacey.
"Well its four o'clock and the club dont really pop until around 9," John said.
"Where's loverboy at?" Tiffany asked Stacey.
"He should be here soon. He had to make some errands."
"Ok."
"Also, Tiff, dont let Maven find out about asswipe," John said.
Tiffany nodded knowing exactly what he meant. When Maven was pissed he could kill someone.
John was in the basement listening to his stereo when the doorbell rang.
"I got it!" Tiffany yelled downstairs.
When Tiffany opened the door she saw Maven. He scooped her up in a hug making them both smile. Maven and Tiffany have always been close.
"Hey beautiful, I missed you!" Maven told Tiffany.
Tiffany smiled. Everyone loved her smile.
"Dont do that to me," Maven said as he set her down.
"Do what?" She asked.
"Give me that model smile and expect me to remain stable," Maven smiled.
"I'm going to get your fiance on you."
"Yeah her and them long legs might wrap them around my--
"I dont wanna know," Tiffany interrupted.
"Neck."
They both laughed.
"So I suppose she couldnt keep it to herself for a little while until I got here, could she?" Maven asked smiling knowing his woman too well. "Speaking of her, where is she? I was sure she would meet me at the door."
"She's in the basement with John."
If Maven didnt already know how John felt about Tiffany he wouldnt of liked that idea but in that case he didnt care.
"Well in that case, shall we?" Maven asked giving Tiffany invitation to interlope arms.
Tiffany accepted and they walked downstairs into the basement where John was singing,
Baby I just dont get it
do you enjoy being hurt
I know you smell the perfume
the make up on his shirt
You dont believe his stories
you know that there all lies
Bad as you are
you stick around and I just dont know why
(If I was your man) Baby you'd
(Never worry about) What I do
(I'd be coming home) Back to you, every night, doing you right
(Your the type of woman) Who deserves good things
(Fist full of diamonds) Hand full of rings
(Baby your a star) I just want to show you, you are
You should let me love you
let me be the one to give you everything you want and need
Baby good love and protection
Make me your selection
Show you the way love's supposed to be
Baby you should let me love you...love you....love you....love you
Maven cleared his throat while Tiffany stood there in shock. She couldve swore he looked straight into her eyes when he sang the last part.
"No he wasnt, why would John want someone like me. Stop kidding yourself Tiff," Tiffany said thinking it was to herself but it was more like a whisper and Maven standing right next to her heard every word.
"Why not?" He whispered in her ear.
Tiffany smiled and walked over to John and kissed him on the cheek.
"Babe lets go upstairs," Maven called to Stacey as they walked upstairs all smiles.
"John, I just wanted to thank you for everything. I mean everything you've done for me. Cheering me up and all. I'm not worth all this," Tiffany said.
John made her look at him, "Yes you are."
For that very second they made eye contact, eye contact neither one of them have ever made before. Tiffany looked away.
'What am I doing? I love Mike. Or do I? I cant be...this cant be happening. Am I falling for John?' Tiffany thought to herself.
"Tiffany?"
"Huh?" She didnt hear a word John said.
"I said its no problem. You okay?"
"Yeah. I just wanted to say, uh......thank you, yeah, thank you."
John smiled and embraced her in a hug. Tiffany took in all of John. John pulled away.
"We better go back upstairs before they start thinking something going on here," John said.
"Yeah."
They walked back upstairs to the two lovebirds kissing in the kitchen. John just looked down at Tiffany watching Maven and Stacey. John smiled.