Chapter 8 I need your help
John's POV
Seering rage rocketed throughout my body as the party continued, it was just a small gathering of friends to celebrate the day Jamie was born. Of course she couldn't remember it was her birthday so it was a real surprise to her. She held our son as she mingled with various friends. Half-way through the celebrations that douche CM Punk arrived like he was welcome here. In his hands was a gift for my wife, what pissed me off the most was when Jamie saw him she actually hugged him. That dirty asshole actually had the nerve to touch my son. I was too angry to even see straight, I had to level with Jamie before I lost her or worse Punk hurts her. I managed to take her aside so I could talk to her.
"What is that man doing here?"
"What man?" Jamie asked confused, our son still in her arms.
"Punk" I growled "Why is he even here?"
Jamie giggled "He's my friend, he wanted to wish me a happy birthday"
I closed my eyes, trying to calm down. "Jamie he doesn't want to be your friend, he wants to get into your pants so he can piss me off"
Jamie's eyes quickly darkened, "So what your saying is because of my injury I can't make friends"
"Jamie thats not what I said"
"But thats what you meant. Basically I'm not good enough to make friends, I'm only there as a way to piss you off" Jamie snapped walking away from me. I could do nothing as she went straight back to Punk. I looked at them talking for a moment, there was no way in hell I was going to believe that Punk just wanted to be friends, if it was someone else like Sheamus or Randy I would believe it, but I knew Punk, he was lower than dirt and he just loved pissing me off so of course sleeping with my wife would majorly press some buttons.
"Wow with any luck that vein in your neck will explode" Iziah said cheerfully, as usual a drink in her hand.
"I need your help" I said before I could stop the words. The last thing I wanted was her help but if someone was going to warn Punk away from Jamie it might as well be the girl that wouldn't hesitate to kill him.
"Well, well, well, Mr high and mighty needs help from the lowly peasant" Iziah mocked, I knew she wouldn't make this easy. Nothing about Iziah was easy, it made me wonder how Rey put up with her. I'm picking the sex was amazing.
"Yeah I guess so."
"Well, well, well, the king like champion needs help from the common psychopath"
"Yeah" She was about to start again but I cut her off, I was in no mood for her crap. "Will you help me of not?"
"Yeah I guess so" Iziah shrugged "So what am I doing?"
"I need you to talk to Jamie about her "friendship" with CM Punk"
"Who is CM Punk and why am I talking to Jamie, she's allowed friends Cena"
"He doesn't want to be her friend Izzy, he wants to get into pants to piss me off"
She raised her eyebrow at me, "Its almost as though your saying Jamie isn't good enough to make friends"
"The last time Punk was around Jamie, he showed little interest to her, it was only when she started to date me that he suddenly wanted her. He wants to hurt her just to get to me. Am I the only one that see's that?"
Iziah looked to me thoughtfully "Punk you say? His real name isn't Phil Brooks is it?"
"Yeah, do you know him personally?"
"Nope." Iziah flashed me a sadistic grin "But for what its worth Cena I believe your rants so I will take care of it." She shook her head, clearly disappointed "I thought you would of learnt by now, Jamie is very sensitive when it comes to things like making friends, its better to warn them away than it is talking to her."
She was about to walk away but I grabbed her, quickly I let her go noting that evil look on her face. I'm picking Iziah loathed my touch more than she did whores and bimbos. "Why are you suddenly on my side about this?"
"Why does that matter?"
"Because it does."
Iziah gave me a cold look before letting out a sigh. "When Raven first started seeing Randy, Punk started to get friendly with her. Calling, texting, emailing. Raven called it friendship but honestly he was practically stalking her. Anyways that day she went to the WWE to ask Randy about that deal, she overheard a conversation between Punk and one of his bum-boys. Punk only wanted to get into her pants because he knew it would piss Randy off." She let out another sigh before going on "Now it seems that he wants to do the same to Jamie only this time it'll be about getting under your skin"
"So what are you going to do?"
Iziah gave me a sly smirk "Thats for me to know and for you never to find out" She saluted me before stalking her way right up to Punk and my wife.
"Hey birthday girl" Iziah smiled hugging her sister gently "Hey buddy" Iziah cooed at her nephew. Weirdly enough someone as psycho as Iziah absoutely adored children, even if they were from the seed of John freakin' Cena. "Jamie I need you to talk to your husband"
"No" Jamie stomped her foot angrily "He's being a jerk for no reason whatsoever"
Iziah let out a sigh "But he's annoying me! If you don't talk to him I'm gonna have to kill him just so he will shut up"
"Go ahead kill him, I don't care" Jamie shrugged, switching Jadyn to the other arm. Iziah had to restrain herself from taking Jamie's words to heart. She knew Jamie didn't mean it.
"Ok fine don't talk to him but may I point out that, Raven sacrificed alot for you and John to be together and you not talking to your husband to sort out your issues seems like a pretty poor way to repay her"
Jamie let out a choked sigh, she hoped that Iziah wouldn't go there but as Iziah always went there and bought a t-shirt. "Fine I'll talk to him. But I won't like it" Jamie muttered something as she went to find her husband.
Iziah turned coyly to a confused CM Punk, just looking at him made her want to punch him. "So really, what are you doing here?"
"Me and Jamie are friends, thought I'd say happy birthday" Punk shrugged pulling out a coy smile of his own.
"So fucking her is not apart of your agenda?"
Punk shrugged it off "We're just friends but if she wants to have an affair with me then who am I to say no"
"Do you remember a girl called Raven?" Iziah asked suddenly, just when Punk thought he had it figured Iziah threw in a curve ball. Just one of the many things she learnt from her twin sister slash best friend.
"No" Punk shook his head slowly "I don't recall her"
"Well let me jog your memory, she looks exactly like me and used to date Randy Orton"
Punk burst into that smirk that made Iziah want to murder him right then and there. "Oh yes I remember her, how is she?"
Iziah's smile turned deadly, "You only wanted to get into her pants because you wanted to piss Randy off and now your doing the same thing to Jamie"
"You got me" Punk grinned "Your a smart one despite what Jamie has said"
"Look jackass I hate Cena as much as you do possibly even more and if it was any other woman I wouldn't care, hell I would probably help you but since the woman in question is my little sister I will not let you hurt her"
"Well I fail to see what your going to do about it small person"
"Punk you have two options, you can either walk away now and leave that girl to get on with her marriage to that idiot or you can continue to pursue her, however if you take the latter option you will only wind up like Wade Barrett" She pointed her fingers at him like a gun, making a gun blast she put her fingers to her lips to blow off the imaginary smoke.
"Are you threatening me?" He stepped forward, his bulky six foot frame towered over easily. Iziah stood her ground like she always did.
"I don't deal in threats Punk, I am merely telling you what will happen. I heavily suggest that you just walk away. While you still can" She gave him the most sadistic grin he had ever come across "You have no idea of the pain I can inflict Punk, I am more sadistic and violent than anyone person you have ever met, cross me and it'll be the last thing you ever do, cross me and the last thing you will see is a bullet between those pretty green eyes" She patted him on the shoulder as though she was comforting him "Don't be like the others Punk, believe the words I have told you, it just might keep you alive"