One Rough Night

I found myself opening up to Mark a little more each day after that night. I felt like things would be less tense if I loosened up a bit around him. He too seemed to be loosening up and it was real nice. I felt like I had my best friend back again.

When the night of the banquet arrived, I was more than ready to go have some fun with him. Sure we would have to keep things cool around the other wrestlers and divas but deep down inside, we both knew what it really was.

Once I was done putting the finishing touches on my long curls and make-up, I was ready to go downstairs and reveal my evening look to Mark. I glanced at myself once more before heading downstairs. He was in the living room all dressed up in his black suit and deep purple undershirt. He was just placing Lexi in her car seat when I walked into the room.

"Wow Mark, I'm impressed," I told him. "You look dashingly handsome tonight."

He chuckled and looked up at me, his expression turning from happy to completely awestruck. "Well Kitty…you look radiant as ever too."

I smiled at him, "Thank you…now come here so you can pose for some pictures."

He laughed and then stood by the steps so I could get a few pictures with my phone. Once he did a few poses for me, I did some for him.

"Alright, are we all ready to go?" he asked.

I nodded and grabbed my small clutch purse while he grabbed his sunglasses and Lexi's car seat. There was a limo waiting by his gate when we walked outside making me ten times more excited about the banquet. On our way to the banquet, we stopped at Mark's friend Glenn's house to drop off Lexi for the night. She was pretty upset at first until she was placed in the playpin with Glenn's daughter Rayne. The two played like sisters which was good for Glenn.

When we got back into the limo, I was about to sit away from Mark so I wouldn't get any type o temptation to kiss him, but he reached out and stopped me.

"Sit next to me," he said. "After all, I am your date for the night."

I rolled my eyes playfully, "No no no, you told me that you were only escorting me. You never said anything about me being your date."

He laughed, "Oh come on Kat, we both know that's what I really wanted. Let's not sugarcoat anything now."

I giggled and sat next to him like he wanted.

"Damn that's a sexy dress Kat. It looks like I'm going to have to keep these other men off of you."

"probably. My dad never seemed to care when his buddies tried to get with me." I said.

He chuckled, "Your dad didn't care about you at all Kat. I'm actually starting to think he had more to do with your accident than he lets on."

I nodded my head, "That could be true but I'm really hoping it's false."

A few moments later we pulled up in front of this large hotel in downtown Houston. Mark gladly helped me out of the limo where I was instantly blinded by camera flashes from the press. Mark hooked my arm with his own and walked me up the red carpet, stopping me every now and then for a photo. My favorite one we took together, was of us hugging cheek to cheek. His body was incredible to hold and I loved how my body seemed to be perfect next to his. When we got inside, we were instantly greeted by Mr. McMahon.

"Hello there Taker, I'm glad to see you made it." Vince said before turning his attention to me, "And who is this lovely young lady you have with you?"

"Oh this is John Cena's oldest daughter, Katrina." He said.

I wasn't sure why but I was happy he didn't introduce me as his goddaughter. I would have felt kind of weird if he would have done that. It just didn't feel right now that we were so close.

"My my my, you are a beauty Katrina." Vince said.

I smiled, "Thanks so much sir."

Mark smiled at me before leading me to our table. Before I sat down, I spotted my father walking into the place arm in arm with that Nicole woman. I froze as I watched them walk in followed by Kevin Nash and her two cousins.

"Mark look," I said.

He looked in their direction and he too froze with slight anger in his eyes. "Don't worry about it Kat. I'll talk to him later."

I nodded and took my seat, only becoming more irritated when my dad sat at the table next to mine. I tried hard not to look in his direction for the duration of the night. Instead I kept my focus on Mark. A few other people ended up sitting at our table, one of those people turned out to be my father's friend Orlando.

"Katrina darling how are you?" he asked as he took the seat on the other side of me. I was happy he sat there because it blocked my view of my father.

"I'm good, but what are you doing here?" I asked him.

He chuckled, "Didn't your father tell you? I'm a wrestler now."

I frowned, "Well…me and my father aren't on speaking terms right now."

Orlando frowned, "Really? He told me the other day that everything is going great with you two."

I looked at Mark who looked even more pissed than before. I sighed, "Um…no Orlando…I haven't seen him in two and a half months."

Orlando's face went blank, "Oh…I'm sorry I didn't know."

"It's ok Orlando…" Mark said as he glared over at my dad's table. "There are a lot of things I'm betting John hasn't told you."

I sighed, "He's right. My dad hasn't been what I like to call very honest about things lately."

"damn I knew he was acting way too happy all of a sudden." Orlando said.

The ceremony began shortly after that. After Vince McMahon gave his long speech and many awards were given out, dinner was served and music started playing. When Mark and I were done eating, he reached over and tapped my leg.

"Do you want to dance?" he asked me.

I smiled at him, "Yes, I'd love to."

I took his hand and let him led me to the dance floor. I had never laughed and giggled as much as I did while I was dancing with him. My favorite part had to be when we attempted to do a line dance together and I had to keep teaching him the moves. We were both so lost in dancing that we didn't even notice my father, Nicole, and her cousin's staring at us. When a slow song came on, Mark and I decided to go take a seat, only to be headed off by my father and Nicole.

"Hello there," my dad said. "How are you two?"

I looked at him like he was out of his mind, "Are you kidding me right now?"

He looked at me, "Look Kat…I can explain."

"Don't even try to buddy. We can clearly see that you were trying to get rid of your responsibilities." Mark said.

Nicole sighed, "It wasn't like that Mark. You see…John here is still a young man who needed a new start…so I suggested him getting rid of his baggage." She said as she glared at me.

"Excuse me?" I snapped.

"You heard me little girl. You and that brat of a sister were holding John back from being the true man that he is." She said.

"Man? You call this a man?" Mark said. "Let me tell you something Nicole, if John Cena is a man then he should have taken good care of his daughters, not toss them off to just anyone…not that I'm complaining."

My dad sighed, "Look can we discuss this later? I would like to go have some fun with my woman if you don't mind."

I rolled my eyes, "And what woman do you see? All I see is a washed up two dollar slut standing here."

Nicole gasped and stepped forward to swing but my dad hopped in front of her, "How dare you!"

"Come on Katrina let's go." Mark said. "We're finished here."

I nodded and went to follow Mark out, when I heard Nicole say something that made me snap.

"She called me the slut and yet her mother didn't even know who her father was!"

I kicked off my heels and then turned around and ran back in her direction, "I'm going to kill you bitch!"

I was just about to swing and slap her when Mark scooped me up out of nowhere and pulled me to the dance floor. "No Kitty!" he yelled but I kept fighting him, trying as hard as I could to get loose while she took off her heels and walked onto the dance floor.

"Let her go Mark! If she wants to fight I'll fight the little hoe!" Nicole said.

"You freaking skank! I yelled as I got free of Mark and then ran up to her swinging and throwing kicks until she slipped and I landed a punch on her cheek. She fell to her knees and tried to crawl away but I yanked her backwards by her hair. I then began swinging at her, landing three punches to her face, four to the back of her head, and a kick to her ribs. She reached up and held onto my hair, which only angered me more, so I started drilling more of her face in until she let me go.

"You wanna talk shit right! When I'm leaving the place right! You fucking whore!" I yelled as Mark yanked me off of her and my dad picked her up off of the ground. Her face was battered with cuts and bruises as she walked away crying. Mark scooped me up onto his shoulders and carried me out to the limo, trying to calm me down.

When he sat me down I started crying, suddenly feeling bad for what I did.

"I'm sorry Mark, I couldn't help myself…I was just so angry…" I cried as he pushed me into the limo.

"It's alright Kitty just relax." He said. "I'm going to go back in and make sure she's fine, grab your shoes, and then I'll be right back ok?"

I sniffled, "I'm sorry."

"Stop apologizing honey, you're fine." He said before hugging me.

"Yea but-"

I was once again caught off guard by his lips kissing mine. I closed my eyes and got lost in this moment, loving the feel of his lips caressing mine. When he pulled away slowly, there was a slight smirk on his face and a twinkle in his eye.

"Hush now…I'll be right back ok?" he said.

I nodded and then watched as he got out of the limo and headed back inside to check on everyone. I had to admit, if felt nice beating the living hell out of Nicole. She deserved it, and I hoped that she would learn from it…