January, 28, 2006

Miami, Florida

John and I decided to go out for lunch at the mall. At first I was a bit scared going to a public mall with John, considering we're famous. Well he's more famous than me of course. But he managed to talk me into it, and I admit I'm not as nervous as I thought I would.

"I'm so happy you're getting your rematch again Adam (Edge) tomorrow night." I replied to John, sounding excited. He took my hand in his. "Thanks babe. I appreciate it."

"And I heard you have a match with Ashley." John replied. I smiled a little. "Yep." I replied. "And I also hear Trish will be the referee."

I just smiled. But truthfully I'm not looking forward to it much. Not the match itself. But the build up to it.

The night after New Years Revolution Ashley took on Trish for her Women's title on Raw. It would've been nice to see Ashley beat Trish to become the new champion. But nope, they made me attack Ashley the moment she went for the cover, causing the match to end in a DQ, even though Trish would've most likely kicked out had I not interfere.

Ashley won the match, but because of the 'Champion's Advantage' rule, Trish retained her title. Trish wasn't happy at all. Not because she lost the match, but because I attacked her best friend.

I apologize to both of them, and it seemed everything is good. Well, except the moment where I gave Trish a light slap on her bottom, which wasn't fun.

But then as weeks go on, tension built up between me and Ashley, and it lead to our match. And to up the ante, they had Trish be the Special Guest Referee.

"Well anyway. I hope you win." he replied, giving me his heartwarming smile.

"Oh my god!" We turned to see a little boy jumping up and down, looking excited as he looked at us. "Joshua!" we heard a woman shout, which turned out to be the boy's mom.

"I'm so sorry." "It's okay ma'am." John replied. "Mom! It's John Cena! And Mickie James!" Joshua exclaimed. His mother seemed surprise.

"Oh. That's nice." she said, giving her son a smile. "Can I take a picture with you two?" Joshua asked. "Now now Josh. We shouldn't be bother these two."

"Actually we would honored to. Right Mickie?" John replied, who then looked at me. "Oh! Uh yeah. Of course." I replied.

"Really?" "Sure Champ. Anything for a fan." John said.

Josh's mother took out her camera, and we both got down on our knees, and smiled. The flash blinded me a little.

"Thank you so much! This is the greatest day of my life!" Josh yelled out. He then walked away with his mom.

"Wow. That felt good." I said. He gave me a pat on the back. "Don't worry. You'll get a lot more of those in the future."

I smiled widely. "You really think so?" He smile back as he pulled me in for a kiss. After several seconds he pulled away and said "I know so."

Next Night (Sunday)

Royal Rumble 2006

John and I worked out together in his locker room as we prepare for our matches. My match was in 20 minutes while his match was immediately after the Royal Rumble match. In fact, the World Title matches were the last two matches on the card, after the Royal Rumble, which is kind of strange, considering the Royal Rumble match was always the last match of it's own PPV.

I'm wearing my ring gear, which was a pink shirt and a black and white checkered skirt and I couldn't help but notice him checking me out, mainly my lower body.

And I'm conflicted. I don't know if I should feel flattered, or a bit nervous.

I looked at my watch as I realize I have to meet Trish at the Gorilla position. "I better go meet Trish." I said. But as I turned to leave he grabbed my left arm and pulled me in for a deep, hard kiss.

This kiss was longer, and a bit more heated than any other kiss we've had since we started dating. Soon we started doing a tongue tango. I've never did it before with any of my past boyfriends, but with John it's like I've done it many times before.

He held me very tight. Soon his hands started to move down my back, and just as they were about to go below my waist there was a knock on the door.

We immediately pulled back, trying to catch my breath. "I should go." "Okay. I'll see you later." he replied.

I could feel my face burning up and my heart pounding hard as I left his locker room. 'Oh my god.' 'I can't believe how fast things were heating up.' I thought to myself.

I finally found Trish. We had an on camera segment before we would do our entrances. Apparently she noticed my face flushed. "Hey. Mickie. You feeling alright?" she asked in a concern manner.

"Yeah. I'm ok." I repiled. She didn't seemed convinced but didn't ask me anymore questions.

During our short segment I asked who she was going to root for, which was a stupid question of course she said she was going to call it down the middle.

Then I told Trish that I loved her. And god I was sure my face turned beet red.

I could tell she was blushing a bit too just before she went out there for her entrance.

Throughout the match everytime I'd do a move on Ashley, I would look over at Trish with a smile, like I was hoping she'd be impressed.

At one point both Ashley and I were outside of the ring. I was about to send her back into the ring when I looked over at the ring post.

Then I picked her up, and rammed her ribs first into the post. For a brief moment I cringed in pain after hearing Ashley crying in pain.

I broke up the count, then put Ashley in the ring. I had control for awhile before she started a comeback. At one point she had me in the corner and got up on the second rope and dropped punches.

Trish stopped her, and while she was distracted I took advantage and grabbed her by the back of her shorts, and yanked her down, and it looked like she may have landed on her head, which was not my intention.

Trish did the 3 count, and I celebrated with her.

Later that evening

"I'm so sorry Ashley. I didn't intent on you falling on your head." I said, feeling bad. Ashley hugged me. "I'm okay Mickie. You can stop apologizing. It was an accident." she said.

"I'm going to head on back to my hotel room and rest."

"You go ahead. We're gonna stay and watch the event." Trish said.

We went back to the women's locker room so we could watch the Royal Rumble match. Meanwhile John was hanging with Adam and Amy as they were preparing for their WWE Title match.

"So what's bother you?" Trish asked, noticed me drifting into thought.

"It's nothing Trish. I'm fine." I said. Trish then looked at me seriously. "Come on. I know something is on your mind."

I just looked at her, not saying anything. She placed a hand on my shoulder. "You can tell me anything Mickie." she said calmly.

I took a deep breath. "Before we came out for our match, we kissed." "What else is new?" Trish replied sarcastically. "Sorry. Please continue" she added.

"It was different. It felt, really hot." I said. "It wasn't anything I've ever felt." "And then his hands were going down my back." "And I thought he was going to grab my..." I couldn't finish.

"Your... What?" I knew my cheeks were turning beet red for what I was about to say. "I thought he was going to grab my butt." Her eyes came popping. "No way!"

"He didn't actually do it. There was a knock on the door that stopped him." I explained. "Oh. Okay."

"How did you feel?" she asked me. "I don't know. Maybe I was a little scared." I answered. "It's ok Mickie. If you feel things were moving to fast, then you have to let him know."

"Maybe he already knows. I saw a little guilt on his face." "Well then that proves that he really knows how to respect a woman."

We both smiled. "Thanks. Talking to you actually made me feel a little better." I replied. "Hey. What are best friends for huh?" We high fived each other.

After that little talk, we watched the rest of the Royal Rumble match. Spoiler Alert! Rey Mysterio ended up winning.

Sometime later

I was at backstage as I watched John battle Edge. It looked like Edge was going to retain but John caught him off guard and put him in the STF.

I got really anxious. "Tap Edge!" I chanted. And the moment Edge did tap, I jumped up and down in excitement. I got goosebumps when Lilian Garcia announced John Cena as the new WWE champion.

The moment John arrived backstage, I gave him a big smile. He was surprised to see me waiting for him. I immediately jump up into his arms, wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist and I gave him a really long kiss.

After our little make out session, we ended up having our foreheads pressed against each other and stared at each other as we catch our breathes.

"Well someone's excited to see me after a match." he teased. "Am I always?" I whispered in his ear.

We headed out to John's car. He had one arm around me while he was using his other arm to carry his title belt.

As we got in his car he seem pretty somber. "Mickie Listen. What happened earlier. I should've had more self control. I mean the last thing I want to-" I stopped him with a kiss.

"John it's okay. I'm not mad." I replied softly. He let out a hugh sigh of relief. "Thank you God." We both laughed.

"You want to go grab a drink real quick?" he asked. I smiled. "Sure."

Wow. I can't remember the last time I wrote a 1,600 word chapter.

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