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Here is Chapter 3. Where we find out a bit of the two brother's history.

Brotherly Hate-Chapter 3

2: am read Jason's watch, he sighed. "Thank God I'm not on RAW" he thought miserably. Once back at the hotel John had found out he couldn't change to a larger room for three people and would have to stick to his one bed room. It was there that they decided that Mara would get the bed while John and Jason would share the sofa; needless to say it wasn't very comfortable.

"Sure it seemed like a good idea at the time" he thought looking enviously at Mara sleeping. "Damn man, I wish I was next to her and not wedged on this thing with John. Maybe I could sneak over there now without him…" He jumped as his train of thought was interrupted by John's voice.

"You still up?"

"Yup"

"Mara asleep?"

"Yup"

"Wanna Talk?"

"Yeah, O.K.".

"What about?"

Jason thought for a second before replying "Why you haven't spoken to me for so long"

John cringed again "Listen Jason I know you're upset about that but…"

"Upset? John, you didn't talk to me while you were wrestling, when you'd been stabbed, while Mom was sick or when she died! Hell you never even turned up for the funeral!"

"Jason" John sighed. "You gotta realise that for most of this time I was busy being a superstar".

"Busy being a superstar? You still managed to call Mom didn't you? You were always on the phone to her, yet not to me, did I do something wrong? Was I a bad brother to you? Why?"

"Jason I'm sorry, I barely had time to make those calls, and then I got stabbed…"

"And again you talked to Mom and not me, John, I thought you were gonna DIE! Mom was telling me 'Yes dear he's fine' and I was like 'No he's not, if he was he'd call me and say he was'".

Keep your voice down or you'll wake Mara" hissed John. "Look I just didn't want you brought into that situation, O.K.; I just didn't want you to know your brother may lose his kidney".

"I'd have liked to know you were O.K."

"Yeah sorry, right? At least I called while Mom was sick".

"Oh yeah, I heard one of the calls, and again you never talked to me".

"You coulda called me, I'm not hard to find".

"I tried, you never answered, I even went to your house, you never called me back the night Mom died either, I had to stay with her all by myself".

That struck a chord with John. "I'm sorry, I really shoulda been there, or at least called back, I can only imagine what you went through that night".

"It was hell man, I cried from the moment she died until the moment the sun rose, there was no-one there to hold me, and say it was alright". He faltered as a tear appeared in his eye, he wiped it away quickly. "You know what else? Three times I called in the week before the funeral".

"I never answered my phone that week, I was too upset".

"You at least could of turned up for the funeral".

"Teddy couldn't afford to give me time off, it was Wrestlemania week remember? At least I dedicated the title win to her didn't I"?

"I saw, didn't help me much though, know what I had after the funeral? Nothing! No money, no home, I rented out crappy apartments until I was broke then stayed with Mara and her grandparents until a local Fed would pay me enough, then rented out another apartment".

John was stunned; he never knew it was that bad. "Didn't Dad help?"

Jason let out a laugh. "Dad? He walked out on us when I was two, do you really think he wanted to know now?"

"Guess you're right, so where were you staying when Teddy came?"

"Mara's, I'd been there for five days, her family really helped me after Mom died, I owe her for that".

"She know about Dad?"

"Yeah, she came with me when I tracked him down".

"Sounds like she cares about you a lot".

Jason smiled "Yeah, and really care for her as well".

"Think its love?"

"I dunno, maybe, but I'm not sure".

"Ah... you'll find out soon enough, anyway, have you told her about..."

"About what?"

"Paul".

Jason froze and took a deep breath. "No, I try not to think about that too much".

"You'll have to tell her sometime".

"Yeah I know" Jason sighed. "You haven't told anyone have you?"

"One person" replied John. "But he's my most trusted friend, he won't tell nobody".

"Thanks, but Mara will find out soon enough won't she? I mean, it's the third anniversary in November".

John frowned. "Yeah Mom told me you go a bit sick".

"A bit? I wake up screaming and crying, I'm seventeen years old and I wake up screaming and God damn crying!"

"Yeah... but I'll be here, and so will Mara".

Jason remembered that "True" he said then. "Thanks".

"No worry's, anyway where were you plannin' on living?"

"Me and Mara were gonna rent out a place".

"You two were gonna move in together?"

"Yeah on condition that we were able to finance it, or she's back with her parents in California".

"Oh" John thought for a second then had an idea. "Hey why don't you both move in with me?"

"Eh?"

"C'mon you've seen my place, it's huge! That way you two can be together, I can keep an eye on you, and Mara will be near her grandparents".

Jason sat up "You really mean that?"

John sat up too and put a hand on his brother's shoulder "Listen Jason, I know I haven't been there for you lately and it's been during a very traumatic time for you, what with me being stabbed and Mom dieing on you. So this is my way of making it up to you, by being here now, I mean, you're all I've got now and I'm all you've got".

"Really?" Jason felt another tear.

"Really" replied John. The two brothers hugged and John was surprised to hear a small sob from Jason. "Are you crying kid?"

"No" was the sobbed answer. "When was the last time you called me kid?"

"I think it was when I made that promise to you".

"You remember that? It was seven years ago!"

"Yeah when I was you're age, you thought I'd forget?"

"Yeah I did, I never forgot though".

"Well kid I never forgot either, in fact, I remember it like it was yesterday".

-Begin Flashback-

The two Cena's were lying in a single bed next to each other; a woman popped her head into the room.

"Oh you're already in bed" she said popping her head out again. "Goodnight boys" she called heading to her own room.

"Night Mom" they chorused then…

"I can't believe this" moaned John "Seventeen years old and I still have to share a bed with my ten year old baby brother".

"I'm not a baby anymore" argued Jason. "I'm in double figures now".

"So you are".

"Anyway, you can't blame Mom for this, you now moneys been tight since the asshole walked out on us!"

"True, but I'm not blaming Mom, and where did you learn that word?"

Jason giggled. "Listening to you and Mark, besides, you'll soon have enough money to by your own bed".

"Oh yeah, next week I'm off to OVW and the life of a superstar!"

"Yay for you".

"You O.K. kid?"

"No, I mean, you're going away and I'm gonna be all alone and I'll miss you and… and…" Jason suddenly burst into tears.

"Hey, hey, hey (A.N. I love Krusty the Clown, don't you?) It's not all bad" said John pulling him close.

"I'm sorry, it's just that you've always been with me, now I'm gonna be all on my own".

"No you're not" said John snuggling up to him. "Mom's gonna be here, I'll be back every month it's not gonna change".

"It won't be the same" sobbed Jason. "Soon you'll have no time for me".

"That's not true! Soon you'll join the business as well".

"Yeah, but you'll be doing your own thing won't you?"

"Jason, kid, listen, I'll make you a promise here and now, one day no matter how old we are or what company we work for, be it WWF, (A.N. this flahback would've taken palce in 98) WCW, or ECW, we will be tag team champions"
Jason's eyes went wide. "You mean it".

" I promise it".

"But how will it work out?"

John smiled. "Have I ever made you a promise I haven't kept?"

Jason thought for a second. "No, you haven't".

"See?" Said John kissing his little brothers forhead. "Now let's get some sleep".

"Kay".

-End Flashback-

Jason looked at his watch, it now read 5:30 am, sunlight was just beginning to shine in through the window, Mara was sleeping contently.

"John" he began. "Did you really mean that?"

"Kid, I promised it, and have I ever made you a promise I haven't kept?"

Jason laughed. "Nope".

John smirked. "Now let's get some sleep, you can call Mara's parents about my idea when we get up".

"Kay" said Jason lying back. "Oh, and John?"

"Hmmmn?"

"Thanks".

"Don't mention it kid".

Both brothers lay back and closed their eyes, in minutes, both were sleeping.