Like I said before, this for all the ladies who wereupset at the kiss between Cena and in my view that bitch Maria. Enjoy and may Maria whatever the hell her last name is burn with hatred from all the CenaGirls.

The Beginning of the End

Jina was slumped down on one of the chairs in the Women's Locker Room. She was furiously biting the nail of her right ring finger, her darkish black hair almost taking her tan face out of sight. Jina stared at the television in front of her with so much intensity that she hadn't blinked in the past minute and a half. There was just so much hatred and anger that she was feeling at this very moment, that she couldn't even react to it.

"Stupid bitch." Jina mumbled under her breath, even though she was alone in the dark room. She finally sat upright in her seat when he broke the kiss and for a second the anger went away until she watched him smack her ass and leave the room with a smirk on his face.

The worst part was seeing Maria acting like that was the best kiss she ever had in her life. Once the segment ended, Jina stood up and clicked off the t.v. more pissed off than ever, she headed over to her locker and plopped down on the bench. She changed out of her basketball shorts and into some tight low rise jeans, then slipped on a red wife beater over her black sports bra she had been wearing.

"That mothafucka is gon pay." She said to herself once again. Jina piled all of her things into her gym bag and left the room in a huff. At this point she didn't care about the rest of the show or her boyfriends tag match, as far as she was concerned Cena could go fuck himself.

"Jina wait up!." Yelled a voice from down the hall, jina turned to face her best friend Trish Stratus as she ran up to her, a gym bag over Trish's shoulder as well. "I was looking for you to ask you if you wanted to come back to my hotel room, I saw the segment and I figured you could use some company tonight."

"I thought you planned to stay until after the show to wait for Lita."

"Like I said, I saw the segment and I figured you could use some company tonight." Trish repeated hoping she got the point. "I'll just call her later and tell her to come to my room, so we gonna go or what?."

"Yeah, come on." Jina said quietly, the two walked out of the arena and got into her rental. She rested her hands on the steering wheel while she looked down into her lap.

"You alright?." Trish asked concerned for her friend.

"Yeah I'm alright, girl." Jina answered, barely above a whisper.

"You know, if it makes you feel any better, I personally don't like the bitch either."

That comment got a chuckle out of jina. "Thank god I'm not the only one who thinks that."

"Tell you what, when we get to my room, I'll call room service and get us some Rocky Road ice cream."

"The perfect ice cream to describe where my relationship is going." Jina said starting up the car.

Later in the night

John Cena was breathing heavily as he made his way out of the gorilla position into the hall. He was major excited about next week, mainly because he had his handpicked superstar Mick Foley to ref his match with Edge.

"You were great out there John." Said a soft voice behind him, he smiled as he turned around to face Maria.

"Well thanks, but props to you for pickin up the win for us." He said putting an arm around her.

"I just know your gonna win next week, but good luck in the match."

"I appreciate that Ria." John said upon reaching his locker room. "See you tomorrow."

"Bye." Said Maria, she skipped down the hall happily. John just shook his head with a smile as he walked into the room to get changed. 10 minutes later john was knocking on the door of the women's locker room.

After two knocks, Torrie Wilson opened the door, her face scrunching up in disgust at the sight of him. "What." She said rather coldly.

"Hey Tor, you seen Jina..."

"No, bye." She said shutting the door in his face cutting him off.

John looked at the door in confusion, but shrugged thinking she may be having a bad day. Just as he turned around, Carlito was just walking past him.

"Hey Carlito." John called to his fellow friend. He turned to john looking him up and down for a sec.

"Yeah."

"Have you seen Jina anywhere?."

"She left." He answered point blank.

"Why?." John asked, it wasn't like her to leave without him, ever.

"That's all I care to tell you Mr. Cena." Carlito stated before continuing down the hall. John also looked at him in confusion.

"Damn, somebody took a few gulps of haterade today." John said, he then left to the hotel.

Later in Trish's room

Trish, Lita and Jina were all on the floor watching G.I. Jane on t.v., each finishing up the carton of ice cream they had.

"Jina, you gotta forget about Maria, I'm sure john didn't mean anything by it." Lita said. Jina just continued to stabbed her ice cream with her spoon to soften it up.

"I'm just wondering was he even thinking about me when he kissed her, do I even mean 'anything' to him." She asked not looking up from the carton.

"I don't know if me or lita can answer that, you need to ask John." Trish explained, as if on cue there was a knock on the door. All three girls knew who it was, jina rose to her feet and walked over to the door, she opened it to see a smiling John Cena.

"I knew you'd be here, I was looking for you everywhere." He said, he reached over to hug her, but she stepped back to his surprise. She closed the door behind her and crossed her arms over her chest, not taking her eyes off of his.

"What's wrong?." He asked.

"He's as dumb as that slut." Jina thought to herself.

"Jina?."

"..."

"Can you speak?." He asked, she just glared at him angrily. "Why is everyone so fuckin pissed off today."

"I don't know, why don't you ask your girl Maria. Oh, but you can't because you'd probably be to busy deep throating each others fuckin TONGUES!." She yelled at him, john was shocked by her sudden outburst, but even more shocked when she slapped him hard across his face leaving a pink hand print on his cheek.

"Fuckin bastard." Said Jina as she walked back into the room slamming the door in his face.