Ch: 9

Rating: T

Pairings: Randy/Candice, Matt/Charity, Shannon/Emma, Jeff/Lily, Dave/Torrie, Paul/Stephanie

Summary: Why? That's what everyone is asking. Will Faith be okay?

On to the story!

Unknown location

Faith woke up to find herself in the middle of nowhere. There were trees miles long. There was not one car. Faith started getting really scared. Very scared. Faith looked to see Kennedy looking down at her.

" Look, I'm sorry about what I said back at the bar. I didn't mean it. You're a great guy. In fact, any girl would be lucky to have you. I'm just not that one," Faith fibbed, trying to get him to let her go. And if it didn't work? She scanned the car for a way out. She decided to continue and try to get on his good side, if he had one.

" In fact, my heart belongs to another.."

" Shut up!" Kennedy cut her off, " I don't care! I just want to have some fun and you, baby, are just that."

Kennedy locked the truck doors. Faith backed up so that she was right against the truck door.

" No!"

" I'm sorry; did you think I was asking? You're a spoiled little princess who needs to learn you can't always get what you want in life,:" he explained to her.

Something in Faith snapped. " You have no idea what my life is like, you little fucker! Don't sit here and try to turn this all on me. As soon as I get out of here, you'll wish you were never born," she warned him, her eyes blazing with hatred.

" Yeah. I don't think so," Kennedy said, pushing her back to the seat. She punched him right back, making him stumble back shocked.

" Oh, now you're tough?" he mocked her.

" Fuck you!" she screamed at him.

" What do you think I'm trying to do?" he asked, backing her up into the truck door some more. He then tried to get on top of her.

" GET OFF ME!" she yelled, kicking and screaming. She prayed that maybe, just maybe, there was someone out there that could help her. If not, she was in more trouble than she thought. Yeah, this is the last time I ever have a beer, she decided in her head.

" Would you shut up?! This would go a whole lot faster if you did," he told her, holding her down. She couldn't move. She again tried, hitting him in the chest and stomach but he was too strong. Now he was ready for what she gave him. She was moving under him, which was on a bad idea on her end. He was right against her thigh, she could feel him. It made her shiver and not in a good way either.

" No! Now get off!" she was trying to kick him off her when he tried something else. He held her down by her right wrist. He knew that was the hand she hit harder with. Now that he was holding her down, he started hitting her in the face over and over again. Faith could taste her own blood. She knew she was bleeding very badly. Faith was trying so hard not to show him how scared she was of him. Matt taught her to never let her attacker know if they were winning or scaring her; it made them do worse. But right this minute, the bastard knew. He was enjoying watching her squirm under him; every fucking minute of it.

" You know you like this, princess. You're just acting," he told her, trying to get in her head.

She tried blocking him out. She kicked him one more time with all of the power she had. He loosened his grip enough that she was able to poke him in the eye. He quickly went to cover his left eye. Seeing this, she smirked then grabbed his head and slammed it down onto the steering wheel. She did it again and again until she noticed there was blood everywhere and it wasn't all hers. Faith smiled, seeing this. She loved it; there was no way she'd let him do anymore to her, no way in hell. Faith then went to unlock the door, but felt someone grab her by the roots of her hair and yanked her backwards.

" Give up and I'll make it good for you," he told her with a creepy smile on his face.

" You like blood? I'll give you some more blood on that pretty little face of yours. No one will want you. Cena won't. Your brothers will run with fear at seeing how badly beaten and used you look; how cheap their little sister looks. And your friends will be wondering what happened to their dear little Faithie? What broke her?"

With that said, he slammed her head against the glass window. The glass shattered but didn't break. There was a long crack down the middle with blood. Faith's blood.

" And then I can have you!"

Faith felt a wave of dizziness but told herself to be stronger or he'd win. He'd win this little game he was playing. He was again on top of her. This time, he was ripping at her shirt. She kicked him in the gut one more time, her heel straight at him. Kennedy doubled over, not prepared for the blow.

" You'll never have me," she screamed at him, reaching for the door, getting it unlocked. Kennedy reached for her, but she kicked him where it'd hurt the most. She gave him a victory smile then opened the door and ran. She ran as far as her legs would take her and she wasn't looking back.

Faith wasn't looking back; she knew not to. She saw light through the trees and followed it out. When she got out of the woods, she was by a freeway. Faith didn't even realize how badly she was shaking. Hell, she didn't know she was crying until she tasted her salty tears. She reached for her cell phone and dialed the only person who wasn't busy. At least she prayed he was alone.

Faith silently hoped she sounded normal and not like the mess she was in. But as soon as she heard his voice, she was doomed.

" Faith! What's up?"

He sounded so happy, could she really ruin it? Quickly moving those thoughts to the back of her mind, she spoke. Her voice was hoarse from crying and screaming.

" J.. John, I need you," she told him.

" Faith, baby, what's wrong?"

" Help. I.. I.. I'm not sure where he is," she told him, breaking down.

John quickly became worried. " Faith, I need you to calm down. Who?"

Faith started crying when she realized what could have happened to her in that truck.

" Faith?" he asked, concerned. He was already heading to his black Hummer when he heard her start crying. " Where are you?" John asked, getting in the car.

" I don't know! I'm by a highway. But I'm not sure where," she told him, not helping one bit.

John closed his eyes. " Are you by any street signs? If you are, tell me where and I'll come get you," he told her, opening his blue eyes back.

" Ok, hold on," Faith said, walking down the side of the road. Surprisingly, there wasn't really any cars. She found street signs and smiled.

" I'm by Creek Crossing," she told him.

" Ok, I know where you are. Faith, I want you to get out of sight until I get there. Don't move from where you are," he told her, leaving the hotel.

" Alright, Cena. Thank you," she said gratefully.

" Always, baby girl."

Fifteen minutes later, due to Cena's driving skills, he was there. She quickly recognized John's Hummer and ran for it. The driver side door open and he was running towards her with a worried look on his face.

Faith gave him a forced smile. John got a good look at her face and clothes; she was bleeding really badly. He could tell her face looked worse but couldn't see it entirely. A part of him didn't want to. The Hardy brothers were going to be knocking some heads out, as was Randy. John's eyes quickly went from worried to pissed.

" What happened to you?"

Faith was hugging herself and didn't answer him. How could she explain what almost and did happen? What could have been? She felt tears threatening to fall from her eyes. Don't cry, don't cry, don't show Cena how weak you are, she told herself but it was too late. Nothing could stop her tears.

Seeing this, he quickly embraced her with a huge hug. As soon as he did, she broke down again. This time was way worse than when she was on the phone. Cena was trying his best to calm her down but in the back of his head he just wanted to go find out who ever harmed his girl and make them feel like she did at the moment. He silently vowed to make whoever it was pay. And he'd enjoy every minute of it.

He whispered things into her ear, trying to calm her down. " Shh, baby girl. It's going to be alright. I'm not going to ever let anyone hurt you again," he promised her, stroking her hair lovingly, trying to get her to stop crying. He wiped away the tears that were falling. He was just going to hold her and make all the pain go away even if they were on the side of the highway.

He didn't care.

AN: There was no way I was going to let Faith get raped. I couldn't; Faith is a fighter and I wanted to stop it from happening. She was lucky. Most wouldn't had been. As to why she called Cena.. well, that will all be in the next chapter. Next chapter, we finally will get some Faith and John love in. But only the main characters will be in the next one. Mostly Faith, her brothers, Lily, and Randy. Everyone else will appear after. Till next time. Hope you liked it.