Chapter 3

Faith woke up when someone shook her shoulder gently. "Faith wake up."

"No, don't wanna." Faith mumbled.

"Girl ama sit on ya till ya get up." John said sitting on her back.

"God Cena! How much do you weigh? Right I'm up." Faith said trying to move John.

"Wooo!" John yelled.

"Okay, who let Daddy in?" Faith asked rolling her eyes and rolling out of bed to get some aspirin.

"Funny." Randy said from the other side of the room. Faith did a U turn to see who exactly was in her room. Stupidly, she had thought her and John to be alone. Randy was sat on the other bed in John's room, with Melina and Christy, one on either side of him. Dave on the other side of Melina, his arm draped over her shoulder. Dave looking slightly rough from the night before.

"Morning all." Faith turned back around to go into the bathroom for a nice long hangover fixing shower. She was in the bathroom and had locked the door when her cell phone started singing TLC's Silly Hoe. Randy answered, putting it on loudspeaker and then resting it on the bedside cabinet.

"Good Morning Sunshine, you make me happy when skies are grey!" A girl sung down the line.

"Erm, morning to you too." Randy laughed.

"Shit! I did it again, you ain't Faith." The girl cursed herself.

"Faith is here, but this is Randy."

"Say what now?" She had an English accent like Faith.

"I'm Randy Orton, Faith's friend." Ric walked into the room.

"Yeah and I'm the pope." Ric laughed.

"Well, erm, Pope, what can we do ya for?" John laughed.

""Who tha hell are you?" The girl demanded.

"John Cena."

"Aye aye. Whatever. Just put Faith on the phone before I kill ya'll." Ric laughed at the girl's empty threats. Faith reappeared fresh from her shower.

"You gunna beat us up all tha way from England Courtney?" Ric chuckled.

"Ya damn right Uncle Ricky." She smirked. "Now put Faith on."

"Am here baby." Faith hollered.

"Thank God for that. Someone sane." Courtney rolled her eyes.

"Who ya been talking to?" Faith asked, brushing her damp hair in the mirror.

"Some wannabe Randy Orton and this dude, trying to pass off as John Cena. What losers." Courtney scoffed.

"Hey I resent that!" John yelled. "Orton's the loser, not me!"

"Am I on loudspeaker?" Courtney whispered.

"Yes."

"AMA KILL YOU WHEN I GET MUH HANDS ON YOU!" Courtney yelled.

"Girl, you do actually realise that John Cena, Randy Orton, Dave Bautista, Melina Perez and Christy Lee Hemme are all here. Including Daddy." Faith laughed.

"Are you shitting me?" Courtney gasped.

"I shit you not."

"I hate you." Courtney declared.

"Ditto." Faith said sitting down next to John on the bed.

"Well I hafta go bitches. I have work to do; we can't all swan off to see Daddy, can we now. Love ya." Courtney hollered.

"Yes we can. Love ya too bitch. Outie!" Faith replied flipping her phone shut.

"Who was that?" Christy asked, snuggling into Randy's side.

"Muh cousin Courtney, we have an apartment in Newcastle, England." Faith explained. "She's training to be a doctor, wants to work here."

"Here I brought you some clothes." Melina passed her a pair of daisy dukes, a white tank top and a bright pink bikini.

"We going swimming?" Christy nodded.

"There's a roof top pool."

"Well, I'm going, remember dinner tonight with Paul and me." Ric said kissing his daughter's forehead and leaving.

Faith stood in the elevator with John, the others having gone ahead of them.

"What's wrong?" John asked, he noticed Faith had been really quiet and quite distant since she had gotten changed.

"Nothing." She lied. Truth was, she hated being this under dressed. Clothes were her protection. Her brain was screaming at her to turn back, seek out the comfort of her bed, grab a tub of Ben and Jerry's and just hide under the sheets. But for some reason her body wouldn't listen, so her feet stayed planted to the floor. She managed to get to the pool side with John. Who had decided the best way to comfort her was to put his arm around her shoulders and hold her close. Melina, Christy, Amy and Trish saved her a sun bed. All of them lay perfect in the sun. Tanned to perfection in her eyes. Faith sat down in between Christy and Amy, holding her towel as close as physically possible.

"Girl, its okay. Don't worry." Amy whispered. She was right, her smile showed Faith there was nothing to be worried about, no reason to be self-conscious at all.

"You girls gunna lie there all day?" Randy hollered from in the pool, Dave, John, Rey and Adam Copeland, all in there with him.

"Ya damn right we are." Melina yelled back.

"Ahh come on baby! Play!" Dave yelled at Melina.

"Come on Christy!" Randy pouted.

"Red. Ya know ya wanna!" Rey laughed.

"Bring it on Trishy!" Adam hollered.

"Baby girl." John climbed out of the pool and knelt down beside Faith as all the divas got into the pool. "What's wrong? And don't say nothing."

"Honestly, there's nothing wrong anymore. Let's play." Faith faked a smile, nervously getting to her feet pulling the tank top off, over her head and slipping out of the daisy dukes. Now she felt uncomfortable.

"Wow." John whispered, his hands finding her hips. Faith squirmed, it wasn't John that made her nervous, it was whether or not he would accept her. She was setting herself up for rejection.

JOHN POV

Faith looked amazing; the pink bikini clung to her hips. She was gorgeous, but she was uncomfortable. I could tell. I looked over to the other guys; they had already started girls vs. boys water wrestling matches.

"Come with me." I took Faith's hand and led her into the little hut at the other side of the pool. I placed my hands over her eyes and opened the door, pulling her in and closing it behind her. I took my hands away from her eyes.

"John what's – Oh my god." Faith whispered off.

END OF JOHN POV

FAITH POV

I stood in front of a large Jacuzzi. There were bottles of champagne on ice and a plate of strawberries. John wrapped his arms around me from behind.

"You like?" He whispered, smiling against my shoulder where his head rested.

"I love it John." I turned around to face him. "When did you do all this?"

"When you were getting changed." He smiled, rather proud of himself.

"Thank you." I pecked his lips, as he took my hand in his.

"Come on, let's get in." John said stepping into the Jacuzzi, me following quite happily.

END OF FAITH POV

"John, did I tell you how much I love strawberries?" Faith said, lying back in John's arms.

"Nope, but ya Dad did." John said kissing her forehead. He untwined his fingers with her, using his spare hand to play with her hair. "You gunna tell me what was wrong before or do I have to pin ya down and tickle it outta ya?"

"Its just weird being around all these toned up, gorgeous, not a speck of imperfection girls. Guess I just felt kinda self-conscious." Faith said quietly, looking away from John. He placed his finger under her chin and forced her to look him in the eye. He smiled.

"I have no idea why you feel like that because, in my eyes, you are, by far, the most beautiful girl I've seen in a long time." John took his opportunity to kiss faith gently on the lips. He pulled back and smiled when he saw a small smile play on her lips. She lay back into his arms, feeling completely safe. He held her tight, and laid his chin on top of her head. How were they to know this wasn't going to last? How was Faith to know that that safe feeling she felt inside was soon to be long gone?

A/N: Alrighty I'm bored beyond belief so if this chapter sucked more eggs than last year's fashion craze, please do tell. Ya know tha score, you review and Abbey updates! Am looking for 3 reviews here people, just 3. Outies muh bitches, ABBEY.