*sigh* I can't believe that John had did that to me. I kinda understand cause its my fault but...ugh who am I kidding, I screwed up big time. From now on I'm not drinking ever again. I need to talk to John and hopefully he will forgive me. Right? I can have high hopes. Right?

Tuesday Morning (The Next Week)

Today was the start of our vacation week. Raw and Smackdown had taped the following week for this week and I was on my way home. Hopefully I still can call it my home. I haven't talked or seen John since that little episode in his locker room and I miss him like hell. All I want to do is to get to Tampa and go home and talk to John. Hours later I got into Tampa and drove to my home. Hopefully it still is. I pulled up in the drive way and saw John's car there. I was nervous as I thought what's going to happen once we see each other but I had high hopes that he will forgive me. I smiled a little and got out my hummer and walked up to our doorstep. I took a deep breath and put my key in the dorr and turn it. I thought it would turn but it didn't. I got confused and my key didn't turn. I took a deep sigh. John had changed the locks. He really was pissed at me. I removed my key and ringed the doorbell. This was the first time I had to ring the doorbell since John and I first dated. I sat there waited and head a voice. It was a female voice. I raised a eyebrown and looked around and I seen THAT car. I gulped and herd the door swinging opened and I looked with wide eyes. My suspision was right. I was face to face with the fomer WWE Diva and the current TNA Knockouts Champion, Mickie James. She looked at me with that disgusted look. I knew John told her cause they became so close as friends. They did dated once before John and I got together but they was close friends. I gave her a small smile.

"Hey Mickie. Nice to see you" I said with a full smile now. But deep inside I'm still broken in half.

Mickie gave me that look of anger and disappointment. Me and Mickie never got along too much. Hell I never got along with any divas but once me and John dated I have to be around Mickie. Time took over and we got close like a brotherly and sisterly bond. She always be pissed at me and yells at me when I used to do something stupid or always help me when I needed it. But now..if looks could kill..I would be dead right about now. Mickie never look so angry or disappointed in me this badly.

"Can I come in?" I asked.

"Can you? Do you really think that I would let you in after what you did?" Mickie said to me. I shivered as I felt the cold and bitterness in her voice.

"But I live here. You can't keep me out from my own house"

"Yeah..you keep thinking that"

"What are you talking about, Micks?"

Before Mickie could answer we both heard. "Let him in Mickie" The voice belonged to my Johnny. Mickie sighed and stepped to the side to let me in.

I walked in my house and looked in the living room. Our friends was there. Jeff, Matt, Evan, Jack, Cody, Ted, Melina, Maryse, Kelly and Eve. They looked at me and gave me the same look. I tried to avoid their stare until John walked in. I looked at him and he didn't care. I tried to walk up to him but he glared harder and I stopped. We was quiet for a while until I try and talk to him.

"John, I..."

"Save it Randy! I don't want to hear it" John interrupted me. I sighed and look down a bit. I was so angry at the world but more angry at myself. I balled up my fists out of fustraction. I could had sworn that I drew out blood.

"Look Randy, we're through. I don't want to talk about this. You fucked our relationship up and...*chuckled in no humor* just get your shit from the dining room and get out" John said.

I looked up at John then turn my head over to the dining room and saw a couple of boxes, totes and two filled trash bags. I looked down sadly. I couldn't believe he's ending this. I know I fucked up huge but I was hoping we could talk things out. I was going to try one more time.

"Johnny please! Look, I know I fucked up badly and I'm so very sorry. If I could go back in time and stop myself I would but I can't. Can we please talk about this?" I begged. I so very begged.

John shook his head at me. "I'm done with talking cause it won't do anything Randy. You fucked one of our close friend behind my back. Its funny, I was so good to you..."

It was my turn to cut him off. "You ARE good to me John-John! it was just a accident! He meant nothing to me! You're my one and only. I mean all I do is think about you and only you!" I fell on my knees. "Please Johnny.." I crawled over to John kneeling in front of him and took his hand. "Please...forgive me. Lets forget about this and get back to our lives. Lets get back to the road of our marrage..just please..forgive me" My voice was filled with sadness and dispare.

John looked down at me and slightly shook his head and pulled his hand out of my grip. "No...no I can't Randy. You hurt me too hard and I can't forgive you. i'm done with you so can you please get up, get your shit and get out of my house"

I looked at John with wide moist eyes. Tears was threating to fall and I let them. I looked down as the tears was falling freely. I stood there in tears for it felt like forever. I wiped my eyes and stood up. i looked at our friends..well..by the looks of it ex-friends...was staring at me. I sighed and walked over to my things. i picked up a box and walked to the door. Mickie opened the door for me. I looked back to my ex-friends and back to John. I sighed and looked at the gang again.

"Can...Can somebody..uh..lend me a hand?" I asked with the most pained and hurtful voice that I ever thought it could get.

The gang looked at each other but didn't move a inch. "Please?" I asked again and they still looked at me like I was speaking a different type of language. "Guys..."

"Look, can some one please help him for me? The more help the more faster he can leave my house" John said. The gang still didn't move.

"I'm not helping him with shit!"

The whole gang including John and I looked over to the person who exploded. It was Cody Rhodes. I looked at Cody and he was steamed.

"What? Like I said, I'm not helping that fucking asshole with anything" Cody spitted out.

I was shocked. Out of all people, Cody. I took him under my wing and we became friends. I never seen him angry. o other people yeah...but...not to me.

"Cody-" That's all I could say before Cody exploded again.

"NO! Fuck you Randy! How could you do this to John? Me and Ted look up to you two and you go around and fuck behind John's back!" Cody yelled. I was too shocked to response.

"I can't believe you out all people would do this! You make me sick you stupid ass WHORE!"

I couldn't believe Cody called me that. I knew that word was going to come out and play. I sighed and look at the others. They all still didn't bother to move a inch to help me or disagreeing with Cody. Not even John. He was leaning on the doorway of the kitchen looking down with his arms crossed his chest. I sniffled cause I was crying again. I gave Cody a nod without defending myself and walked out to my car. A few minutes later I just finished putting the boxes and the totes in my hummer. I had to go back in and grabbed the trash bags. I went in and grabbed then and watched the gang watching Jack and Evan playing on the PS3. I smiled sadly to them and headed back to my car.

"Randy wait..."

I sat the bags down and saw John walking towards me. I smiled a little hoping that he would say he forgived me and help me put my stuff back in our home. I wiped my eyes when he came up.

"Yeah..uh..w-what's up, Johnny" I knew he would forgive me. I can hope right?

John took a deep sigh and held out his hand. I looked at it with confusion and the look back at John. "uh...what are you doing?"

"Give it here" John said.

I got more confused at that statement. "I-I don't know..."

"Cut the bullshit Randy and give it here" John said in fustration.

I sighed and grabbed my keys and took off the house key. I placed it on John's palm. He gave me a confused look. "I don't know why you asked for the key back. It won't work"

John growled in frustration. He threw the key away. "Randy, stop acting so fucking stupid!"

"John-John, I have no idea what you want"

"THE RING RANDY! Give me the ring back!" John screamed.

My eyes was about to fall out of their sockets. John wanted the ring back. My ring. I cherished it like it was my prize prosession. It was a symbol of John and I love. I never once took it off since John propsed to me. I kept it on when i'm asleep, in the shower and even when I wrestle I don't take it off. Its the only thing that kept me having high hopes that John and I will get back together but now he asking for it back.

"But...Johnny..."

John sighed again. He was getting angry. "I don't have time for this Randy. Just-Just give me the ring back"

Fresh tears came down my cheek as I slowly pulled the ring off my finger. As soon as the ring was conpletely off my finger, already my hand felt naked and cold. I looked at it and cried some more.

"I didn't mean to hurt us John...I love you so much. Is there any way I can do to fix this? Please Johnny I need you! You can cheat on me and I won't be mad. I promise! Just don't turn your back on me. Its just one accident that I regret John...please..." I was fully crying right now.

"Randy, you don't get it. You cheated on me with one of our friends. You was drunk and you fucked him behind my back. Do you really think I would and let it slide? You must be so fucking stupid to even think that. I put up with your bullshit and this what I get in return? I'm done Randy." John reached over and grabbed the ring. I tried to keep a strong hold on it but John was stronger and he yanked it out of my hand. "I hope I can gave this to somebody who really deserve to be Mr. Cena"

"I DO! I deserve to be Mr. Cena!" I yelled out in hurt and pain.

John shook his head. "You cheated on me Randy. You lost that right."

"Please Johnny...give me one more chance.."

John sighed and put the ring in his pocket. "Have a nice life Randy." John nods and walks away.

"JOHN DON'T LEAVE ME! I LOVE YOU! PLEASE!" I yelled but he just kept going without looking back and went in the house with a slam of the door behind him. I slowly got in my hummer after putting the last two bags in the back and broke down. I cried my all. I lost my home, my friends and the most important I lost my Johnny. I hated myself. After hours of crying, i started up my hummer and pulled out the drive way. I looked at what was once my home, once where I was happy...and I pulled off. Heartbroken..I lost my world. Its no place for me no more. There is one thing left to do...is to end the pain once and for all.