Trying To Forget
"How could you have let go of her!" Randy yelled. "That's what you were supposed to do after I was done with John!"
"She bit me," Stacy said examining the spot on her arm where there were still teeth marks.
Randy looked at her in disbelief. "You got a little bite and you let go?"
"Well I'm sorry if we're all not as strong as you," Stacy said.
"I'm probably going to lose my job for this," Randy said as he paced the room. "I hope that you're happy."
"You're not going to lose your job," Stacy said walking up behind Randy and wrapping her arms around his midsection. "I'll talk to Vince. We always have nice conversations."
"You'd do that for me?" Randy asked.
"Of course," Stacy said walking around him and then kissing him strongly.
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"How are you feeling?" John asked Keira on Wednesday, almost a week after the incident.
"A lot better," Keira said jumping up and down.
"That's good," John said kissing her. "So you're gonna be ready to come down to the ring with me tomorrow?"
"Wouldn't miss it," Keira said. "But I have to get going, Trish and I are going out for massages."
"Have fun," John said and kissed her before she left.
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"Come in!" Vince yelled when there was a knock at his door.
"Hello Mr. McMahon," Stacy said in her most seductive voice as she walked into his office.
"Hello Ms. Keibler," Vince said happy to see her. "What would you like?"
"I actually came here to talk to you about Randy," Stacy said sitting down in one of the chairs across from Vince. She pulled her skirt up high enough to make him stare at her thigh.
"What about him?" Vince asked snapping out of his daydream.
"There was a tiny mistake last week on Smackdown! and I was wondering if maybe we could work something out?" Stacy asked.
"I don't know Stacy," Vince said studying her. "I can only give him so many chances."
"Would you like to give me a chance?" Stacy asked standing up and walking around the desk. She seductively sat down on the desk, this time pulling her skirt up even higher.
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"Keira," John said lightly shaking her shoulder. "You gotta wake up, our plane leaves pretty soon."
Keira rolled over with her eyes closed. "Just give me two more hours," she said cuddling with the pillows.
John laughed. It wasn't everyday when someone asked for just two more hours, it was usually five or ten minutes.
"If you say so," John said picking Keira up.
"What are you doing," Keira asked groggily.
"Making you more comfortable," John said putting her down in a bunch of a blankets.
"Aww…thank you babe," Keira said. Then John started to roll her up in the blankets. "What are you doing now?"
"Making sure that you don't move," John said wrapping her tightly and then walking away.
"Where are you going Cena?" Keira asked worried.
"To the bathroom," John said.
He was only in there for a brief time before the water started running and John came back out.
"I really don't like you right now," Keira said trying to get out of the predicament that John put her in.
"I find it quite amusing," John said sitting down in a chair and watching her struggle. He checked his watch a couple minutes later and then looked back at her. "Ready to get up yet?"
"Yes," Keira said laughing.
"Well alright," John said walking over to the bed and picking her up in the blankets.
He started to walk to the bathroom.
"John…"
"Time for your bath," John said and put her down in the water still wrapped in the towels.
The moment he put her down Keira let out a piercing scream and quickly got out of the blankets and the bath tub.
"I thought that you liked baths," John said as Keira gave him an evil look. "That's what you usually have every morning."
"That water…is freaking…ice cold!" Keira screamed.
"Hence the ice and cold water," John said laughing.
"I…so…h…hate…y…yo…you," Keira stuttered as she wrapped her arms around herself.
"Then go have an hot shower," John said leaving the bathroom. He chuckled to himself as he grabbed another cup of coffee.
Keira was irate. She looked around the washroom and found a hairdryer.
"Oh John," Keira called out sweetly.
"Yeah," John replied turning to look at her.
Keira threw the hairdryer at him and he ducked just in time and the hairdryer went crashing into the wall. John just laid on the floor while Keira slammed the bathroom door.
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An hour later John knocked on the bathroom door.
"Are you almost done in there?" He asked.
"One second," Keira said angrily.
"Oh c'mon," John said. "It was just a joke, get over it."
Keira walked out of the bathroom and quickly walked past him, dropped one of her bags on the floor beside the other ones, grabbed her jacket and purse and walked out the door.
"And I'm supposed to take everything?" John asked her.
"You're a smart one," Keira replied and kept walking.
John quickly gathered up all of their bags and met her at the elevators.
When it got there they were the only two on and Keira still wasn't talking, instead she chose to read some of the signs that were on the wall.
"Would you get over it?" John asked her.
Keira gave him the finger and he looked away. The moment he did Keira reached out and pressed the emergency stop button. Keira braced herself but John didn't have enough time to react and fell down.
"What the fuck girl?" John asked.
"It was just a joke, get over it," Keira said laughing.
"You're so funny," John said getting up.
"And I know it," Keira said smiling.
"It is so on," John said to her.
"You couldn't get me again if you tried," Keira challenged stepping out of the elevator and walking towards the parking lot.
She waited for John and then he quickly drove off to the airport.
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"What's on the agenda?" John asked her when they arrived at their destination.
"You have a house show in five hours," Keira said. "And then after that you have autographs for an hour and a half. So we can either go to the hotel and sleep or go out for lunch. It's up to you."
"Sleep," John said unlocking the rental car.
"On one condition," Keira said before they got into the car. "No baths when I first wake up."
"I don't know it I can agree to that," John said getting into the car.
"Oh you will," Keira said to him.
"Make me," John said driving down the street.
"Oh I will," Keira guaranteed. "I'll make you wish that you had never even uttered those words."
John laughed.
"What?" Keira asked.
"Utter," John said slapping the steering wheel.
"And you call Trish immature," Keira said rolling her eyes.
"My immaturity comes by choice," John said. "She never got the option."
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When the two arrived at the hotel they checked in and went to their room where John almost instantly fell asleep with Keira in his arms. She wasn't all that tired and just enjoyed watching him sleep.
He was so attractive. Keira took her index finger and lightly touched his bottom lip and then down to his Adam's apple. She let out a sigh and then let her hand rest on his muscular arm. She laid there for about another half an hour falling in and out of sleep when she got a horrendous idea. She just laughed at it first of all but after a little more thinking it through she began to like the idea.
She slowly got up without waking John and left the room for a few seconds.
"Whatcha up to?"
Keira stopped in her tracks and turned around.
"Oh, Chris, you scared me," Keira said putting her hand on her chest and calming herself.
"Sorry about that," Chris said laughing. "What's up?"
"Nothing much," Keira said. "Just came to get some ice, my neck is really acting up today."
"Alright, take care," Chris said walking away.
Keira quickly got the ice and went back to the hotel room. To her surprise John was still peacefully sleeping, for now. Keira went to the bathroom and added cold water to the ice. When she walked back to the bed she lifted up his pants and quickly dumped the all the ice and water on his crotch.
John jumped up yelling to find Keira nearly pissing her pants on the floor. She laughed even harder when she noticed him holding himself in pain. He laid down on the bed and started breathing deeply.
"That look was priceless!" Keira yelled still laughing.
John took his foot and pushed her over.
"That is not allowed," John said in pain.
"Oh, sorry, I didn't get a chance to go over the rule book," Keira said. "Tit for a tat."
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After autographs and lunch Keira and John were on their way to John's locker room when he stopped.
"What?" Keira asked.
"Nothing," John said looking down the hallway. "Just thinking."
"Well don't hurt anything," Keira said and then laughed, "that you haven't hurt today already."
"So clever," John said rolling his eyes.
"That I am," Keira said as she walked up to a door.
She started to open the door when something hit her in the side of the head.
"Ow!" Keira yelled and rubbed it off the side of her head.
It was icing. She looked back at John who was innocently standing beside on of the numerous catering tables. Keira looked at the floor and found a doughnut.
"A food fight John? Seriously?" Keira asked.
"Oh, is it above you?" John asked her.
"Yeah, but you're obviously below it," Keira said walking towards him.
She grabbed a doughnut and smashed it into his face.
"Bite me," Keira said walking away when something else hit her. "That's it Cena! You're going to get it!"
"Come get me," John said standing on one side of the table while Keira was on the other.
They threw their bags off to the side and stared at each other.
"You're on!" Keira said as they both started throwing food at each other.
The two were both completely covered when the door opened and Trish was standing there.
"And I'm the immature one?" She asked walking past them.
"Truce?" Keira asked crawling towards John.
"Truce," he said hugging her as they both fell to the floor. John looked around. "We are going to get in so much shit for this."
"It was well worth it," Keira said looking at the floor and the walls that were completely covered. "And this."
"And what?" John asked looking at her confused.
Keira didn't say a word. Instead she pulled a canned drink out from behind her back and opened it. The drink exploded all over John and he sat there looking at her. Then he walked over to the table, got a bottle of water and poured the entire thing on Keira.
"Thanks, it was getting hot in here," Keira said attempting to get up.
"What the hell have you two been up to?" Vince McMahon asked angrily as soon as they walked out of the hallway.
"There was a situation," John said trying to keep a straight face.
"Can you not take this job seriously Cena?" Vince yelled.
"Lighten up, would ya?" John asked giving him a smirk. "Go make out with some young woman who only likes your money."
"Keep walkin," Keira said and lightly pushed John.
"You better start to watch your back Cena," Vince warned. "You don't want to be suspended again."
"Ignore him," Keira said in John's ear. "He needs a reason to suspend you again, don't give him that reason."
John relaxed and let Keira lead the rest of the way to the locker room. Once they got there John sat down on the bench and Keira sat beside him. The two remained silent for quite some time until John looked at Keira.
"I think that you should wash up," he said laughing.
"Oh, ya think?" Keira asked laughing.
John wiped some of the icing off of her cheek and ate it.
"Umm…vanilla," John said and kissed her cheek. "You're very delicious."
"So are you," Keira said wrapping her arms around John's neck.
She loved the feel of his muscles. She felt completely dominated by him and she loved it. John lifted her into a sitting position on his lap and continued to kiss her furiously. He started kissing her neck and she began to run her hands all over his back and his chest. Keira threw her head back in pleasure but was immediately brought out of her ecstasy when she saw a flash. She pulled away from John and they both looked at the door where Stacy Keibler was standing.
"You should really do that somewhere where you won't get caught," Stacy said and skipped out of the room.
"I'm going to kill you!" Keira screamed and ran after Stacy.
"Calm down," John said when he caught up to Keira. "Don't worry about her."
"She's going to tell everyone," Keira said to John.
"So?" John asked. "Embarrassed?"
"No, that's not it," Keira said trying to think of the right words.
"It's alright, I know what you mean, you just want it to be us," John said.
"I don't want other people to know," Keira said hugging John.
"Then no one will know," John said. "Stacy's not that hard of a person to trick."
"What are you suggesting?" Keira asked.
"Don't worry about that yet," John said kissing her forehead. "All you have to is get the camera and I'll do the rest."
"Okay," Keira said. "Do you have a plan?"
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"So, I get to beat Stacy for a good cause?" Trish asked excited.
"Precisely," Keira said. "You ready?"
"As ready as I'll ever be," Trish said. "Let's get this show on the road."
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