Chapter 21
Sunday Sunday Sunday!
Survivor Series began in just two hours and John Cena was excited beyond belief. Of course he had been champion before, but it was a new era. A new reign. He could already feel the weight of it on his shoulder. John wanted another spinner, but Creative was done with that. He was through with the spinning belt and spitting rhymes on RAW.
The belt wasn't the only thing John was excited for tonight. After his win, he got to kiss Maria. And not a little peck, but a big congratulatory kiss. John felt like a kid in high school waiting for his first time on Senior Prom Night.
Wait! This is John Cena. Oh, but he has changed. He's changed ever since he bought that ring. He knew it was what Maria wanted. He didn't even know why he was cheating on Maria with Mickie, especially when he had the ring.
Mickie was just… different. She offered things that Maria couldn't give. Like… well John couldn't think of any right then but when Mickie offered, it seemed right. It seemed…true. John could've smacked himself for falling for this trap.
But when there's a woman in front of you wearing only a miniscule thong telling you what she can do for you, rubbing herself all up on you, you tend to think with your other head.
John was getting dressed for his match in his own private locker room. Just as he was about to put his shirt on, he heard a knock on the door.
"Hey there, Johnny boy."
.:.
Maria was curling her hair in the Diva's locker room when her best friend Trish walked in.
"Hello, gorgeous," Maria greeted her as she hair-sprayed a new curl.
"Hey, girlie. Excited for tonight?"
"Totally! I haven't been on a pay-per-view where I'm not interviewing in forever!" Maria exclaimed with her hair tangled up in the iron.
"How about that kiss with John?"
"Well, I know he's looking forward to it but—"
"Who would look forward to a kiss with you?" Trish and Maria's heads jolted towards the showers where Mickie James was wrapped up in a towel. "Your skanky ass probably can't even remember all the dicks your mouth has been on."
"Darlin, we don't look too much alike, so how can you confuse me with yourself?" Maria retorted.
"What ever do you mean?" Mickie asked with a sweet smile.
"No wonder you don't know what I'm talking about. You were probably too coked up to remember all of your sexcapades."
"At least I'm not too stupid to get pregnant."
"I got pregnant once with a guy I was dating for three years. Lord knows how many times your multiple pregnancies 'disappeared'."
"That never happened and you know it!"
"How would I know it?" Maria asked tapping her chin. "Oh, right, guys brag about how they fucked you. But why would they? You're just some loose skank who can't keep her legs together."
"But—"
"Probably got a few diseases, too." Trish chimed in.
"Sweetheart if you really wanna get beat up by a pregnant lady, you can stay. But I suggest you leave." Maria sniped at the dumbfounded Mickie.
"Now." Trish backed her up. Mickie left with her head hung low.
"We're a good team." Maria smiled.
"We are." Trish laughed. "Did you see her face? I don't think she knew that you knew about all of her pregnancies."
"She really was pregnant?"
"I think so. I hate to say it but I think she got an abortion."
"That's horrible. No one deserves that."
"I agree."
"I feel a little bad now." Maria sat down on the bench as tears formed in her eyes.
"Maria, don't feel bad. She's the reason you and John aren't together right now. She's the reason that you don't have a ring on that finger right now. She's the reason—"
"What do you mean?"
"What do I mean about what?"
"That I don't have a ring on my finger. What do you mean?"
"Oh…" Shit, Trish thought. She forgot Maria didn't know about the ring John had for Maria. The one he bought when they were dating. John had told Dave and Dave told her. She didn't know what to say but she had to make something up quick. "I just figured. I mean, you guys were in love and I figured he was going to ask you. I mean, why wouldn't he, eh?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"Of course he would've."
"Mickie's also the reason I'm with Shawn." Maria glumly stated.
"Why don't you sound happy when you say that?"
"Because you're right."
"How?"
"If it wasn't for Mickie, I'd still be with John. Hell, we might even be engaged. My baby would have his or her rightful dad. I wouldn't even be in this mess. I wouldn't have slept with Shawn. I—"
"Hold the phone! You slept with Shawn?"
"I thought I told you. I'm sorry."
"It's fine." Trish consoled. "But spill!"
"What's there to say?"
"That bad?"
"No not at all."
"Then what?"
"Well, it was after we had that fight where I met you at the mall. It was real late at night and we apologized and then… whoop."
"What do you mean whoop?" Trish asked with a giggle.
"I don't know. It just happened."
"Was it good?"
"Well… yeah."
"Because that sounds convincing." Trish rolled her eyes.
"Okay… uhm. I need to tell you a secret. You can't tell anyone. Especially Dave."
"Wait, can I tell Dave that you slept with Shawn?"
"No! This entire conversation is a secret."
"Fine." Trish groaned.
"Okay. Well, before I left to see Shawn, John was leaving and…"
"You slept with him before you slept with Shawn?" Trish gaped.
"No!" Maria gasped. "God, I'm not a slut."
"Then what?"
"Well, I don't know. But let me tell you something: Pregnancy lights your senses on fire."
"Why? What does that have to do with anything?" Trish was confused.
"Well, he gave me a huge bear hug and…"
"And…?"
"I don't know. He just… he felt so good on me. His hands were roaming my back and his lips were brushing my neck…"
"Seems to me like he's a regular panty-dropper."
.:.
Fireworks illuminated the stage of Survivor Series as the pay-per-view aired to those at home and in the Blast Areas. (A/N: I feel an obligation to mention the Blast Areas since that's how I watch the ppvs.)
The night progressed on and the matches worked out perfectly. Now it was time for John's Championship match.
"This match is scheduled for one fall. The challenger, weighing in at 240 pounds, hailing from West Newbury, Massachusetts… John Cena. Accompanying him to the ring is Maria!"
John came from behind the gorilla onto the stage with Maria on his arm. Maria kissed him on the cheek and he saluted the crowd and ran down the ramp and slid into the ring. After hyping up the crowd, he went to open the ropes for Maria, who was walking up the steps after high-fiving the fans. When she slid into the widened ropes, John helped her in and they hugged each other as they waited for the match to get underway. Maria gave John a quick peck on the lips before sliding out to stand next to the apron on the floor.
"Next, weighing in at 250 pounds, hailing from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, the current WWE Champion: EDGE! And accompanying him to the ring, The Women's Champion, Lita!" The crowd erupted into boos and chants of "You suck." Edge smirked as he walked down to the ring holding Lita's hand and slid into the ring, Lita not far behind. He taunted Cena with his belt and the crowd. He jumped down from the ropes. And gave his belt to the referee and left his jacket on the side.
The referee held up the belt as Lita stepped out of the ring. John looked skeptically at Maria. She blew him a kiss in return. The crowd would've thought it was because he was nervous for his match. But two things were wrong with that assumption: 1) he was John Cena. He was never nervous. Plus he knew he was going to win. 2) He was actually nervous for Maria. This would probably be her last time on television before she left to keep her baby safe. He knew that this match was supposed to get a little crazy, even go outside the ring. Maria could easily get hurt, which could harm the baby. He sure as hell wasn't gonna let that happen. He just wasn't sure how he could prevent it.
The official signaled the bell and the match began. John and Edge circled each other, their hands immediately going for a lock up. John pushed Edge towards his corner, but Edge turned them around so he had John trapped. Edge went for a punch to the head but John countered it and swung around so he was in control. John began to throw hard punches to Edge's head and abdomen, before Irish shipping him to the opposite corner. Edge bounced off the turnbuckle and into John's vertical suplex. John went straight for the cover after the suplex was hit. 1.. and a kick-out by Edge. John got up and pulled Edge up by his hair. He threw him into the back right turnbuckle and executed a few rough body blows before Irish whipping him to the opposite turnbuckle and attempting a one-man stampede, but Edge got out of the way in the knick of time.
John faltered from the contact with the steel turnbuckle. Edge rebounded off of the ropes and hit John with a sloppily executed bulldog. With John reeling from the pain, Edge took his time getting up, only to find to and knee him in the stomach. John got up and got knocked back down with 1…2…3…4 blows to the head. Edge hooked John's right leg for the cover. 1… almost two and John Cena kicks out, as Jerry Lawler duly notes. John shocked Edge with a quick hit to the head. And another to the chest. Edge uses the ropes as support, but as he bounds back up from the rope's resiliency, john grabs his arm for the Irish whip in the opposite ropes, ready and waiting bent over. Edge counters with a kick to John's chest. John rolls in pain to the opposite side of the squared circle, and Edge, being the Ultimate Opportunist, duly noted by The King as well, baseball slides Cena out of the ring. John falls to the mat.
Edge points something out to the referee as Lita begins to kick John with her spiky heels. Maria yells and tries to point it out to him, but Edge has the official facing the crowd. Maria decides to take matters into her own hands and walks over to Lita and kicks her off of John. John shakes some sense back into his head, secretly hoping Maria is safe; one bad move, one mistake and she could lose the baby. John somehow musters himself up to the apron, and using the ropes as leverage, roughly hits Edge with his shoulder. Edge is taken aback so John uses the ropes once again to bounce up and rolls down Edge for the pin, trapping Edge's arms with his ankles. 1…2.. kick out! So close, noted by The King again. They both get up and John turns into a blow to the face, causing him to be knocked down.
John rolls over to a corner where Edge promptly digs his knee into John's abdomen. The referee counts the hold. 1…2…3…4.. So close to a DQ. But no dice. Edge backs up. Lifting his hands up to prove his innocence. John tries to regain balance to stand but Edge helps him as he grabs the bent over John and elbows him in the back of the neck. John turns around to kick Edge in the stomach. Another punch, John still in pain trying to weaken his opponent. Another punch. John goes to bounce off the ropes and hit Edge but Edge jumps up to roundhouse kick him in the face. Edge goes for the cover. 1…2.. so close, once again! Edge pounds his fist to the mat in annoyance as he stands up, heads to his corner, and waits for John to stand up so he can perform the famous Spear. Maria yells for John to look out, and points to Edge. John gives her a wink of encouragement.
As Edge turns around he is faced with a standing John Cena and immediately brought in the Fireman's Carry, the one that leads to the devastating F-U (A/N: I refuse to call it the Attitude Adjustment. It angers me that RAW, NXT, and Smackdown are now rated the same as SpongeBob. No dissing SpongeBob, in fact I love the show but wrestling… talking sponge who wears square pants… so not in the same league. Moving on). Edge shimmies out of it and grabs John's leg and rolls him up for the pin. 1…2.. John kicks out once more, much to Edge's disappointment. They both get back to their feet, but Edge kick's John's face and he falls to the mat, clutching his jaw. Edge goes to John and applies and arm-bar sleeper hold, constricting air to John's head. John slowly gets back to a vertical stance as he peels Edge's arm off his neck like it's tainted with cooties and quickly applies the STFU. (A/N: Same with that move. What the heck does STF stand for anyway? Shut the Fuck? Yeah that makes sense… Silly writers). Edge swiftly gets to the ropes and John releases the hold, not wanting to be disqualified. Edge gets up speedily and John bounds off the ropes, hoping to contact Edge. He does make contact, but not in the way he wants as Edge hits him with a hard elbow to the face. John falls to the mat in pain. Edge went for another cover, noted by, you guessed it… Michael Cole (gotcha :p). 1…2.. and a kick out.
Edge grabbed John up and punched him in the face. John stood strong, or as strong as he could. Another punch and John is still up. As Edge went for another, John kicked him in the stomach and went behind Edge for the ropes and gave Edge a facebuster from behind. John landed awkwardly and both men were down. The ref began the count. 1…2…3…4…5…6… The two wrestlers were using the ropes to help the up. 7…8… They were finally up, way too close to the ten count. John ran at Edge, performing the running clotheslines after dodging a standing clothesline by Edge, just because the standing ones aren't as cool as the running ones. John had enough with the clotheslines and went for a suplex, slamming Edge on his back. John lifted his hand up and, with the crowd yelled, "You can't see me!" He rebounded off the ropes and his fist slammed into Edge's forehead to complete the Five Knuckle Shuffle. Well… that was the plan anyway.
As John went for the ropes, Edge got up and went to attach John, but John opened up the ropes and gave Edge a face-full of floor. John walked over but the ref back him up, wanting to make sure Edge was alright. John tried to explain himself but the ref kept asserting. Maria decided to help by digging her high heel into Edge's side. She slapped his face before walking back to her rightful side of the turnbuckle.
The ref got back to check on Edge and began the 10-count. 1…2…3… John decided to be sly and roll out the side. He walked over to Edge and banged Edge's head into the Spanish Announce Table, and then again on the steel steps. Maria cheered him on with a smile. …7…8… John threw Edge back into the ring and quickly followed suit. The match was still underway. Edge hit John with a vicious clothesline, sending John to the mat. Edge went to the opposite corner, setting up the Spear. Edge charged after John but John deferred the attack. Edge turned around to a kick in the stomach, followed shortly after by the set-up for the F-U. John executed the move with a cover trailing behind. 1…2… Kick out! It was so close to three! Edge tried to get up but John pulled him into the middle of the ring, perfectly executing the STFU. Edge with no where to go, trapped with the strain on his back and neck, tapped out!
"And the winner, by submission, your NEW WWE CHAMPION: JOHN CENA!" John released his hold and Edge rolled out of the ring. John's hand was help up in victory. Maria slid into the ring and gave John a big hug. She held his other hand up in glory. John pulled her into another embrace. He spun her around. John leant his head down and Maria perched on her tippy toes and their lips touched just briefly before Maria yelled, "John watch out!"
John turned, releasing his left arm on Maria, but his right arm was still wrapped tightly on her waist. But it was too late. Randy Orton barged the WWE Championship into Maria's head. John just caught her as her body fell to the mat. Randy dropped the Championship next to them and left the ring.
"It looks like Randy's collarbone is healed." The King pointed out as the screen faded to black.
A/N: Sorry guys. I wanted a little cliffhanger (:
Meanwhile… Somewhere else in the building…
"Candice… what are you doing?" Shawn asked as the Candy-coated Diva walked a sultry walk towards an ever confused Heart Break Kid.
"Shh.." Candice placed her finger on Shawn's lips. She replaced her finger with her lips and skillfully maneuvered her tongue into Shawn's mouth.
A/N: So we have a little cliffhanger and a big one! (: (Imagine that guy with the great deep movie voice questioning you with all these cliffhanger questions) *GO!*
What will Shawn do? (idk… teehee) Why did Randy Orton attack Maria with the belt? (idk…taahaa (I tried to change it…)) Who was at John's door (remember that? It happened all the way at the beginning of the chapter)? (idk… oh wait, I know. You don't. silly Jackie!) Will John be satisfied with the sorry excuse for a kiss he shared with Maria after his big win? (no) Did Mickie really have an abortion (sad)? Did I really make that match up by myself? (no, I used youtube then improved a little) Will Trish find Dave? (idk… that wasn't really important to the story… hm.) Will you review? (you better!)
Have fun! Live. Laugh. Love. Read. Review. Enjoy.
Loooove, Jackie!