Friends maybe more..

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Chapter 6

Maria walked nervously into the arena. It had been a month since the incident in Atlanta, and was also her first time back to work since. The month had done her some good. She was no longer bruised, and she only felt a slight twinge every once in awhile from her ribs.

John had been there every step of the way. He was caring and supportive, and listened to what she had to say. He loved her, and she couldn't ask for anything more. They had steadily grown closer over the last month, and it was hard to think of her life without him.

He was supposed to be here tonight, but a family emergency back in Massachusetts had sent him back home. He had wanted to be here with her on her first night back, but she understood why he couldn't.

Making her way to her dressing room, she was stopped by nearly everyone, welcoming her back, and wondering exactly what was going on between her and the champ. She smiled and thanked them, but offered no information into her private life.

Everyone seemed genuinely glad to have her back. Her bubbly personality kept everyone in good spirits, and without it, everyone had been lost.

Now, sitting in her dressing room, she proceeded to put on the dress she was to wear tonight. It was a sparkly black ensemble that fitted every curve of her body. The dress went down to just above her knees. She wore a pair of black heels to match.

Feeling satisfied, she walked out of the room, and down to the hair and makeup station. An hour later, she was ready to find out her interviewee for the night. Disappointment flooded her face when she saw the name.

Standing next to Chris Masters, Maria let out a deep sigh. She could've cried when she found out she was supposed to interview him. He had always had a thing for her, and just never took the hint that the feelings weren't reciprocated. Taking in a breath, she asked her first question, "So, Chris, how do you feel about losing to RVD last month and also losing your chance at the WWE Championship?"

"Are you stupid? How do you think I would feel? I'm pissed you dumb bitch. Why shouldn't I be? Now, do you have a smart question or are we done?" He snapped at her.

Feeling like she had been slapped in the face, she frowned and started to stutter, "Well... I. I.. Never mind."

She turned to go and cry somewhere, but was ripped back by him into a tight embrace. Pulling her to him, he looked into the camera and said, "Hey Cena, I know you're out there watching this. I hope you enjoy the show you're about to see, cuz I know I'm going to enjoy giving it." Then, bending down, he pulled Maria into a searing kiss.

She kicked at him, and tried to push away, but that only seemed to encourage him more. Trying to grope his way up her body, he was rewarded with a sharp blow to the head from behind, and instantly fell to the floor.

Maria stepped back from him, and looked up at her savior. Smiling widely, she stepped over the now unconscious Masters, and gave Trish Stratus a big hug.

"Thank you so much Trish! I don't know what I would've done if somebody didn't interfere soon. He was really starting to scare me."

"No problem hun. That jack ass has been pissing me off for too long now, and it was about time something got done about him. I'm just glad he didn't do more."

"No kidding."

"So Ria, what exactly is going on between you and Cena?"

Maria blushed deeply. "We're kinda seeing each other."

"That is awesome! I'm so happy for you guys."

"Thanks. Well, I better get outta here before he wakes up. I'll talk to you later though." Giving Trish a final hug, she walked back to her dressing room, and got ready to go to the airport.

Standing in the shadows of the parking lot, a silent dark figure sat in waiting. He had been waiting for his blond haired goddess to come out to her car ever since the show was over.

It had been a month since he had seen her, and he was getting anxious. He needed to see her, to hold her. He was also going to punish her for her and Cena getting closer. He couldn't stand the thought of his Maria in the arms of another.

Seeing her walking outside alone, he sprung into action. Taking out the cloth he had in his pocket, he walked swiftly up behind her and grabbed her about the waist. Holding the cloth to her face before she could scream, she was out before she knew what happened.

He smiled as he took her keys and loaded her in the trunk, after securing her wrists behind her with a pair of handcuffs. He then decided it would be beneficial that she didn't see his face yet, so he blindfolded her. Getting into the drivers seat, he drove off into the night, nobody the wiser of what was going on.

When Maria came to, she knew something wasn't right. Trying to itch her cheek, she found she couldn't. She heard something to her right, and turned to the sound of the noise. "Who's there? What are you going to do to me?"

"Ahhhh... I see my girl is awake. I'm not going to do anything to you tonight. This little trip is just an educator. I see you are finally getting better from what Davari did to you. I'm glad. I didn't want him to do anything permanent. Now then, where to begin. I know that that bastard Cena has been staying with you since last month. I want that to stop. If you think that what Davari did to you was terrible. You have no idea what I am capable of. I'll kill him without a moments pause. Don't test me girl. I'm not one to be upset. Remember that. Now, any questions?"

"Why are you doing this to me? I don't belong to you! I'll never love you! I don't even know who you are, but I know one thing is for sure, and that is that you are a monster! A nasty son of a bitch who needs his..." Maria was stopped before she could finish her speech with a slap to the face.

"Watch what you say you little whore, or I might just not let you go tonight. Now, then, when I let you go, you are to go directly home to Miami. You are to call Cena, and tell him that it is over, and you never want to see him again. You will have 24 hours from the time I release you to do so. Now, with that said. I'm going to knock you out again so I can get you back to the arena lot. You will be out for approximately two hours. I will leave you sitting in the front of your car."

He walked to her side with another cloth, and stuck it to her face. Struggling slightly, Maria didn't get very far, and quickly succumbed to the darkness once more.

Loading her back up into the car, he took her to the arena parking lot and left her as he said he would.