Chapter 2-The Light Of An Angel
Shadows were lighting, her eyes followed each shadow lying on the moonlight road. The night had taken over, what a night it was for the Boise Bombshell known as Torrie Wilson.
After ending an 5 year relationship with Nick Mitchell, a depressed blonde decided to take a trip to New York City to visit some friends, Torrie decided to cheer herself up after another failed relationship.
Everything seemed to be going okay, until the night fell. Torrie decided to head to her hotel early, not being in a drinking or dancing mood.
All she wanted to do is climb under the covers keep herself nice and warm. Probably cry about her break up.
At the time, it seemed so simple. Pure and simple. Night out with friends, cuddle up in a blanket, watch a movie and some popcorn. See, so simple….
Of course fate had decided against it. Story of Torrie's life, nothing is ever simple.
Instead of a relaxing night, Torrie got stranded outside in the pouring rain. Both her high class heels broke. So Torrie was left on her own, freezing in a winters night with the midnight coloured sky.
So much for a relaxing night, The honey blonde had remained stranded for what seemed hours, she wasn't too sure how long since her phone had died of battery but it did seem quite a long time.
Her small slender body was freezing, shivering inside. She found herself on the edge
Scared and alone. The only sound she could hear was the sound of her own heart, silence and nothing but midnight, it wasn't a great place for her to be.
Just as, Torrie found herself on the very edge of breaking down. A shadow had appeared on the road. A shadow had stumbled to the dark. A sudden bridge of light that had saved Torrie.
This shadow lighting up was a headlights of a car. Torrie couldn't believe the person that stepped out of the car. Of all the people, soaked, alone, barefoot…she stumbles into an old friend, known as John Cena.
Torrie never thought in her wildest dreams, he would be the one that came to her rescue. Not because of who he is. Because what of the chances that he would spot Torrie on the road, frightened and alone and be her knight, shining armour.
Now due to her circumstances, John offered Torrie a ride. But of course, something else went wrong. She had forgotten her hotel room keys. Not wanting to burden John anymore, Torrie offered to go to the airport, but Cena wasn't going to leave Torrie on her own so he offered to take her to his hotel room, stay the night till her early flight back to LA, City Of Angels.
Well you say offered? Torrie turned the offer down not wanting to burden him with her issues but John wouldn't take a no for an answer. Inside, Torrie was very relieved that He had taken the wheel and took the decision out of her hands. That way she wouldn't be alone tonight, in some airport.
"So what brings you to New York?" John Cena asked, while Torrie's eyes stared out of the window.
Torrie heard his deep, familiar voice. She turned her head to answer his question. "I was visiting some friends," She politely answered.
"So where are they?" Cena asked driving.
"In the club, probably" Torrie replied back.
"So why aren't you?"
"Well I decided to leave early, same time….Survivor Series ended and I got stranded" Torrie answered.
John softly chuckled turning the steering wheel "Bad timing then"
"Yeah, I was getting really scared. Then you turned up, my hero" Torrie told, with a sweet smile on her face directed at the superstar.
"You're Hero?" John questioned.
"Yes my hero, unexpected my hero" Torrie told.
"Right, you know to be a hero you're supposed to be happy not try and run away"
"Run away? I ran towards to you John" Torrie said while she watched him drive.
"You were ready to sprint and run away"
"Well I didn't know who you were then, then I saw you. I ran towards to you. Before I knew, you could have been some crazed murderer"
John turned his eyes away from the road to look at Torrie.
"But luckily it wasn't, it was you. The sweetest guy I've ever met" Torrie smiled on.
John chuckled as he continued to drive.
"John" Torrie spoke.
"Yeah"
"I am grateful for this, I really am." Torrie spoke with sincere in her voice.
"It's no problem" John answered.
"You sure you're okay with this, I mean I can go to the airport it's no trouble and you don't have to feel bad, it's my own fault for being so careless. I don't want to burden you" Torrie explained.
"Please don't let him change his mind…" Torrie's mind panicked
She would hate to be left alone, on a night like this. After her break up, soaked, alone….she would just hate it.
"Torrie, its not a problem. I'm not going to leave you at some airport"
"But I really don't mind, I mean…..I can think of loads of things to do….or I can just get….a new hotel room"
John turned his head towards her "Can you?"
"Well yes, no wait. I can't. well airport it is then" Torrie pointed to the sign post detailing the airport destination. A small smile surfaced on her face, hiding the nerves of being left on her own after a night she's had.
John remained silent, as he drove.
Torrie noticed, John wasn't saying anything. He just kept driving "John, the airport. You see the little aeroplane on the board, that way" still he drove in silence.
"Hello Cena, airport is that way" Torrie directed.
John huffed in annoyance "Goodness sake, woman I just said I'm not leaving you at some airport. I might as well leave you by the side of the road"
"You're not going to are you?" Torrie asked.
"No, I'm not leaving you by the road or in a airport. You're coming back with me even if I have to kidnap you. I don't care if the world knows. Now stop annoying me" John said while he continued to drive.
"I'm just trying to be nice, not put you out" Torrie folded her arms. "Gee try to be considerate"
John looked at Torrie before he chuckled softly "You haven't changed have you Tor?" John laughed while he drove.
Torrie massaged her gloss lips with her tongue before softly scoffing "Thanks,"
"Trying to be considerate, not lean on anyone else but we both know if I did drive to the airport, you'll be sitting here scared" John told.
Torrie looked at John, "So you're not going to drive to the airport? Leave me?" Torrie asked.
John shook his head "No I'm not going too" Torrie glanced at the handsome John Cena for a few moments before she sweetly smiled.
"Thank You"
Torrie leaned back on the seat, gently closed her eyes. She took a breath in feeling the rise in her body. Torrie let her eyelashes lift, the first image she saw was the silver bracelet around her wrist. A sudden ping of emotion hit her, she felt herself welling up in tears.
Torrie closed her eyes again hiding the tears behind her emerald eyes. Its always been said, a door closes, another door opens.
One thing that defined The beautiful Torrie Wilson, she was a dreamer. She never took life for granted, after all life is short. You don't live your life with regrets. Torrie had moved on with her life, but she had left another love behind.
Torrie wanted more out of life, she had decided to settle down but it had cost her relationship. Torrie didn't want to be in a relationship that wasn't heading anywhere. She didn't see much of a future, so now she had to deal with the pain, hurt and the heartbreak of letting another go.
Torrie had said it, once again. This time, to Nick Mitchell. A simple word.
Goodbye.
"Well it's just me now…" Torrie thought in her head.
Deep in her heart, lied Love & Faith. She still held her heart open for the one that wants the same, she does. She kept the faith, still believed one day, Torrie will find it.
Then, she knew. It would be forever.
….
Torrie turned her head, feeling her blonde locks brushing on her arms. She smiled at the driver of the car. "So how was the show? Survivor Series?" Torrie asked.
"Why do you ask?" John said, while he drove up the moonlit road coming closer to the hotel.
"Just interested, I may not be in WWE anymore but I still like to know what's going on?" Torrie replied
"Well it was fantastic" Cena spoke quiet bluntly.
Torrie looked at him. "I heard The Rock returned tonight, you got to team with him. How was it?" Torrie asked, making conversation.
"Great" Cena said trying not to roll his eyes.
"The Rock returned? Wow I pick the wrong night to go out I bet the Madison Square Garden was packed" Torrie told.
John nodded his head while he kept his hand on the steering wheel. "It was"
"No wonder I got stranded, luckily I had John Cena come to my rescue" Torrie sweetly giggled. She was expecting John to chuckle with her, or even a smile but he just kept on driving.
"So Rock returned in 7 years, I'm sure the match between you and The Rock is going to awesome, very memorable"
"Why? Because of The Rock. Of course" John said, with a slight snap.
Torrie blinked at him. "I was going to say it's going to very memorable because you are best thing in WWE right now, so it's like Past v Present"
John listened to Torrie, he took a glance from the corner of his eye. Torrie lowered her head down, in silence.
John softly sighed, he didn't mean to upset Torrie "I'm sorry Torrie, I'm just having a bad week" John softly muttered.
Torrie turned her head towards John, she let out a soft smile on her face. "Me too"
John grinned softly back, with dimples in his cheeks. "So I'm not the only one"
The Boise Belle shook her head. "No you're not" a gentle smile on her face.
John turned the steering wheel, he parked his sports car. John's two loves were Wrestling and cars so all his cars are very nice.
Torrie looked out of the window, she saw a light star in the midnight sky. Within her heart, without a word. Torrie wished on a star, that one day. Someday in the future she will get everything that her heart desires.
The Boise Belle was indeed a dreamer, she didn't hold out much hope it coming true just yet. Torrie didn't have any a single idea that tonight would….be the start of something new.
She was going to get a light of new direction, a bridge of light….in her life.
Torrie just didn't know it yet.
Moments later, sudden rain fell down from the night sky. She watched the rain drops collide on the wind shield of John's car along with the windows.
"I'm so happy not to be caught up in that" Torrie spoke.
John let his hand slip from the steering wheel. "So much for a great night"
Torrie looked at John, noticed faded tan line on his wedding finger. Her eyes struck before she looked up at John. "Yeah," a sympathetic look was on her face.
Gentle grin surfaced on her face, even though no words was spoken. She offered John comfort. Obviously he had split from his wife if his wedding ring was not on his finger. Torrie didn't want to intrude, but she truly felt for John.
"Could be a separation….or a divorce?"
John opened his car door, he took off his coat and gave it to Torrie.
"No…I…" Torrie just smiled, "Thank you" taking his black coat draping it on her head sheltering the former blonde from the heavy rain.
Torrie rushed into the plaza hotel entrance, she let the coat drape on her shoulders. It may be drowning her, but it kept Torrie warm.
Torrie followed John to his hotel room, she watched the card slide in. a green light flashed up. John opened the door, he turned towards the blonde.
Torrie walked towards the door, she gave John a small smile stepping into the room.
John walked in and closed the door. Torrie stepped closer into the centre of the room.
Her arms folded with both of her hands landing on elbows, the sound she heard was the raining falling on the windows. It looked to be raining all night.
Torrie turned around, found herself very close to John. Her hand landed on the black t shirt he had. It covered his chest, but his muscular tone body was still visible. His muscles were there.
"Oh sorry" Torrie let out a soft giggle. Torrie slid her hand off quickly stepping away at the same time.
John chuckled handsomely bringing a sparkle from Torrie's eyes. "Can I get a drink? Coffee?"
"Well I'd love a drink but I'm soaked. Do you have anything I can wear?" Torrie asked
John looked at Torrie "Emm…..I don't think I have anything that won't drown you"
"It's only my upper body,"
John lowered his head, before he blinked "I'm sorry"
"My top is soaked"
John slowly nodded his head before he walked to the other room "Okay I'll see if I can find you something to wear"
Torrie tucked a few strands behind her right ear. If she didn't think anything in life can happen, she certainly believes it now.
At her darkest hour, who shows up? John Cena. It felt like some kind of movie playing on the big screen.
Torrie was beyond grateful that John had shown up when she needed someone more than ever. She just couldn't believe how unexpected it was? They haven't seen each other like this in years. It seemed like time didn't matter, nothing had changed.
"Here you go" John offered a black t shirt.
Torrie smiled as she took it. "Thanks"
"Oh new shirt" Torrie giggled while she revealed the "Rise Above Hate Shirt"
John nodded "Sorry, all I got"
"No it's fine, thank you. Can I?"
"Yeah through there" Torrie smiled softly, with no peek shine of her pearly whites. Torrie walked into the other room. Slipped off her soaked top, she slipped on the black "Rise Above Hate shirt" colours of red, white and blue.
Torrie pulled the shirt over her jeans line, she turned to the mirror in the room. She flipped her blonde hair out of the shirt, to lie on her back. Torrie opened the door, walking back into the vision of John Cena.
John looked up at the Boise Bombshell. "Well it looks better on you, than me" John grinned with the dimples in his cheeks.
Torrie giggled at him, John hung his head low shaking his head "Sorry Tor"
"No I like it, Rise Above Hate is a great message." Torrie smiled.
John chuckled "Coffee?"
"Oh please" Torrie spoke smiling on
She sat down on the couch, curling her legs up. John extended the hot cup to Torrie.
"This is nice, thank you again."
"For what?" John asked.
"For…just being you really, not leaving me to defend for myself" Torrie spoke with a gentle smile.
"I wasn't going to leave you at some airport, something could have happened"
Torrie took a sip of the hot drink, she felt the hotness warm her. Something about raining sliding down the window, having a hot drink in your grasp brings a warm sensation.
"Well thank you" Torrie spoke, she took another sip of her coffee.
Suddenly her phone started ringing, Torrie pulled her cell phone out of her purse. "Now they notice I'm not there" Torrie told, John just chuckled gently before he took a sip of his coffee.
"Hey Cora" Torrie answered her phone.
"Oh Tor, thank god. Where are you? You left your hotel keys in my bag"
"Yes I'm aware of that"
"I Just noticed, where are you? You're not sitting on the sidewalk are you?" Cora asked her friend.
Torrie listened to her friend's voice before she turned to handsome guy that was drinking a cup of coffee. "I'm safe indoors, with an old friend" John listened, just smiled back when he saw the slight pearl light in her smile.
"Oh, well do you want me to bring your keys?"
"You didn't drink?" Torrie asked.
"No, I've got a early meeting in the morning. I can bring your keys"
Torrie looked at the white wall in front of her eyes before she looked towards John. She wanted to spend more time with John, since she hadn't seen him in so long. She loved spending time with her friends, but Torrie didn't want to burden him anymore.
"Ummm…"
"Tor, I kinda need an answer because I have a very early meeting tomorrow" Cora told.
Torrie turned her head towards John. Without saying a word, John answered her question "If you want to stay, you can" he told.
Torrie glanced at John, holding her phone to her ear. Her cheeks stretched into a angelic light smile. Torrie leaned forwards, gently put a kiss on John's cheek.
John's dimples surfaced, seeing the sparkle in her emerald eyes.
"Cora, can you go to my hotel, pick me some clothes please?"
"Sure, tell me where to meet you?"
Torrie told the name of the hotel where she was staying at.
"So you're going to be staying there?"
Torrie looked at John, with a beautiful smile surfacing on her face. "Yes" He just smiled back.
Torrie ended the call.
"I thought you liked the shirt?"
"Oh I do, but Id rather not be in something so bright" John chuckled at Torrie
"Sorry" Torrie told
"It's alright"
The Blonde Bombshell had no idea what was going to happen tonight? She thought it was going to be a wonderful opportunity to catch up with a dear friend.
It's going to be a new direction in her life, soon, very soon she will know that.
…...
"My friend is downstairs, I'll be right back" Torrie spoke reading a text.
"Okay" Torrie stood up from the couch, she placed her black jacket on to hide the shirt underneath.
"You ashamed to show my shirt?" John teased.
"No, no, it's just Cora is a huge fan of yours if she knew I was staying with you. I wouldn't be able to stop her from screaming the hotel down. I've put you out enough" Torrie explained.
"I don't mind, you know"
Torrie let her smile shine "No I know you don't, that's why you're amazing John but I really don't need it. Maybe another day"
"Sure, whatever you want" Cena replied.
Torrie gave one last smile before she walked out of the room, she rushed down the corridor to the outside. Torrie's eyes saw the colour of the night in the sky, once she stepped outside.
Torrie folded her arms due to the coldness, she felt her honey locks blowing off her shoulders. "Thank You Cora" Torrie hugged her friend tightly taking her small travel bag.
"Oh you're a lifesaver" Torrie slipped on her black high heels.
"What happened to your other shoes?"
"Both heels snapped off, I'm never buying from that catalogue again" Torrie spoke.
"So who is this old friend? Are you staying the night?"
"Yeah, I won't keep you, bye, bye babe" Torrie quickly kissed Cora on the cheek before she ran back up the concrete steps.
"Whoa, whoa, Wilson get back down here"
Torrie turned her head, her blonde hair blew onto one shoulder due to night winds. She took in a deep breath before she released it, through her lips the cold air blew out.
She stepped down the steps, the heels of her black shoes echoed on the concrete. "What"
"Who is this friend?" Cora asked.
Torrie stared at her friend, she tried to hide the anxious look. "Didn't you say you had a early meeting tomorrow?" Torrie asked ruffling through her blonde hair, while the wind blew in the background.
"I want to know who this friend is?"
Torrie gulped down the small lump in her throat, with the soft rain falling on her hair.
"It's no one,"
"Are you safe"
"Safe? With him. Yeah I think so" Torrie smiled, she knew with no shadow of doubt, she was more than safe with John Cena. He wouldn't let anything happen to her.
"Him?" Cora caught on.
Torrie's eyes widened slightly "Yea…h,"
"Are you seeing someone already?" Cora asked.
"No, no, it's just…..err…" Torrie's mind was drawing a blank, she had no idea what to say.
"Tor, what is going on? This friend is a guy….will you be dating him?"
Torrie nervously giggled, rubbing the back of her neck. She felt the softness of her light golden locks. "No, look Cora I promise to tell you everything just not now"
"Okay, okay, take care. See you tomorrow" Cora got in her car and drove away.
"That was close" Torrie breathed in with relief, her eyelashes closed feeling the dark wind collide with her tone skin.
Torrie walked back up the concrete steps, leading back to the hotel. She walked down the corridor back up to the room. Torrie brushed back her blonde hair onto her shoulders before she knocked on the door.
"Hey Torrie"
Torrie's heart sunk when she heard someone say her name. she turned to see, a man in sweats, a jacket with a headphones in his ears.
"Umm, hi" Torrie turned her head, the door opened but she kicked it back to close.
"Phil Brooks? Cm Punk?" The Man came closer to her.
Torrie let a nerved grin go on her face, blinking her eyelashes once at the man. "Hey Phil"
"I haven't seen you in years, what are you doing here?"
Torrie cleared her throat, rubbing her neck "Visiting friends"
"Oh okay, well good to see you again" Punk walked down the corridor, Torrie breathed in another sigh of relief. She knocked the door again, the door opened,
John came to the door.
"Is there a reason why you kick the door into me?" John asked
"I'm sorry, but someone saw me, Phil….Cm Punk" Torrie spoke.
"Oh right"
Torrie walked into the room, she turned to John "Do you mind if I go and change?"
"No, go ahead"
Torrie grinned sweetly before she walked into the bathroom to change into some refreshing clothes.
John sat down on the couch, he sipped on his coffee with his own mind for company. He thought of everything that had happened tonight. What of all the chances of running into Torrie Wilson, a friend that once upon time was the only friend he had.
John's clear blue eyes looked at the wall, he felt a soft breath rise within thinking of what he's going to do.
Maybe this is what he needed on a night like this, a friend. A comfort. John was happy to see Torrie again. Something about her smile, made him feel warm inside. It gave him a embrace of comfort.
One thing, this reunion seemed to do is make the loneliness go away. He thought of the difficult times ahead, John didn't know for sure how he was going to handle it. John Cena had personal issues to deal with, involving his future divorce.
Inside he's dreading it, but when something is over. It's just over. Somehow he will always adapt overcome what lies ahead in his future.
Time moves on, you have to find a way to go along with it. John won't break, or fall. he will stand for something, fall for everything. They always say, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, well one thing Cena was is a fighter. He don't embrace it, he rises above hate, and never give up. John Cena keeps on standing, even if he's stumbled down. He uses the strength within his heart to stand back up.
"That feels so much better" Torrie's voice brought John out of his thoughts.
A voice of a sweet angel, bought John's attention. He looked up, saw her standing in blue bootleg dark jeans, with rhinestones on the side pocket, a black off shoulder top cutting just below her belly button with black high heels. Her blonde hair rested on her shoulders, shaping the beauty's face.
"You don't want to be a fruity pebble then, that's fine"
Torrie looked at John, before she giggled. "A what?"
"Never mind" John laughed softly.
Torrie sat back down on the couch, she put one leg over the other. Silence hit the pair of them. She ruffled through her blonde hair, the silver bracelet twinkled on her wrist.
Another sudden pierce of emotion hit her in the chest. It bought tears to her eyes when she found herself flashing back to the day, Nick left her life forever.
The heartbroken blonde sat on the steps of her porch, the tears were visible down her cheek. She had cried so much over the past few days. Another relationship ended, not due to betrayal, it had ended because Torrie and her former lover had wanted different things in their future.
Torrie wanted to start settling down, have children and get married but her new dream had cost her, her relationship with her boyfriend Torrie was left alone.
Torrie sat on the step, leaning her head on the white rail in a white cotton v neck jumper, blue jeans, black boots. A tear silently fell from her eyes, rolled down her cheek. She watched as the man, she loved more than anything was packing his things in his truck.
He closed the boot of his truck, Torrie stood up from the step. "Do you have everything?"
"Yeah"
"I'm sorry it had to come to this" Torrie softly cried
"Why has it come to this? I love you so much Torrie why is this happening?"
Torrie wiped her tears from the corner of her eyes, but more tears were forming. "Because it's not fair, Nick. Both of us want different things. I want a future I can't be in the relationship that isn't heading anywhere"
"Heading anywhere? How can you suddenly think like this? Is it because your friends are married, engaged, have children. I mean I thought you cared about us"
Torrie felt the hurt pierce her in the chest. "Of course I care,"
Nick scoffed "Yeah feels like it"
"I want a future! Nick! You're the one that wants to keep it the same! I'm 36! I don't want to be like this when I'm 40! I want a relationship, a marriage, a child…I'm done venturing into the world. I want a normal life. You don't want any of that, so…..it's not fair on you, or me"
"You think you're gonna find a guy that wants the same thing, you think just out of nowhere. Some guy is going to fall from the sky. Newsflash Torrie, fairytales aren't real!"
Torrie closed her eyes softly, while a tear fell. "I want more in life, you don't. it's not fair. I'm not staying in a relationship that isn't heading anywhere…."
"So this is all about commitment?"
"What's wrong with commitment? Showing the world you love someone! What's wrong with that. Why am I only one that seems to be missing out? Marriage, children, a life, a future. Why am I only one that don't seem to have any of it"
"I can't believe you're doing this, well you're going to end up alone Torrie." Nick growled, bringing tears to his ex girlfriend's eyes.
Torrie's eyes closed, fanning her eyelashes to hide the water of tears behind her eyes.
"Fine, if you want to throw away the past 5 years over your sudden dreams. That's your choice. Bye Torrie"
That was it, the car drove away not even looking back at the broken down blonde that was crying on her driveway after she had said goodbye.
Torrie lowered her head down, her lashes closed. A delicate tear fell from her eyes.
She had to keep on wishing, hoping on that shining star….
…...
John noticed the sudden silence of the honey blonde, her fingers were brushing on a silver bracelet around her wrist. He placed his hand on her hand. She let a tear fall out of her eyes.
"I'm sorry," Torrie muttered.
John grinned softly in comfort. "It's alright, what happened? If you want to talk about it?" John asked.
Torrie smiled softly before she dapped her French manicured nail underneath her eyes to catch the tears. "No…it's okay…..I…"
"I'm a good listener" John pressed to comfort the teary eyed Torrie.
Torrie let her eyelashes lower to close "Nick and I split up a few weeks ago" her soft voice muttered.
"Nick would be? The spirit squad guy"
"Yeah" Torrie nodded.
John looked before he suddenly laughed "The cheerleader guy, you dated him…."
"John, it's not funny"
John held in his laughter "No, no you're right…..wow how long were dating for? I heard you were dating him in wwe when you were there…."
"About 6 years," Torrie sighed.
"Oh I'm sorry Tor, what happened? Did he cheat? Will I have to hunt him down?" John attempted to make Torrie laugh. Mission accomplished, the teary eyed blonde giggled through the tears in her eyes.
"No, we both wanted different things. Sometimes it's just not meant to be"
"I'm really sorry Tor, I know it don't mean much but I am" John witnessed more tears in her eyes, so he comforted her
Torrie smiled softly leaning closer to John. "Thank you" He placed his arm around the blonde, seconds later she had started to cry in his chest.
"Shh it's okay," John stroked her blonde hair gently, feeling the locks through his fingers. Torrie buried her head in his chest while she cried.
For so long, Torrie had been strong but something about John's comfort, his soft touch bought her strong walls down. She didn't feel so alone, a helping hand wouldn't let her stand alone. She could cry her heart out, be comforted in the best possible way.
She felt his friendly touch stroking her arm, his fingers in her hair. Torrie felt soft rise in his chest. "I'm sorry, I don't know why…..just when you're around, I cry"
"You see I don't know if to take that as compliment, I make you cry" John spoke softly chuckling.
Torrie bought her head from his chest, pulling herself away from his embrace "No, no, I don't feel so alone….." Torrie softly muttered
"Well you're not" John comforted, with his all famous Cena grin.
Torrie's eyelashes lifted up, she found herself glance into his ocean blue eyes. "No, you're always there,"
"I'm not going anywhere, well I don't plan too"
Torrie giggled softly "I'm sorry, I must be a mess" she rubbed away all the tears she cried.
"No you're not, still very beautiful" John moved a few strands of her blonde hair onto Torrie's back. She just smiled sweetly lowering her head warming to his touch.
"So we've talked about my messed up life, what about yours?" Torrie asked.
"Oh mine is fine, thank you" John dismissed, he didn't want to talk about his own personal issues.
Torrie looked towards the cabinet, she saw alcoholic drinks. "You know what we should have our own party" Torrie spoke.
"What? There's only two of us Tor"
"So, we've got drinks, entertainments…you. Drama, me we don't need anyone else" Torrie spoke as she went to the cabinet.
"You know I have to pay for that" John told.
"Oh, well…."
"It's fine, if it cheers you up" John told
"Really?"
John looked and smiled at Torrie. "Yeah"
Torrie smiled back as she opened a bottle of wine, she poured herself a glass of wine.
Torrie let her hand curl around the wine glass, her lashes lowered when she felt the fruitiness of the wine.
"So what should we toast to? Our messed up lives" John spoke.
Torrie shrugged her shoulder as she grinned sweetly "Yeah why not" both Torrie and John just laughed.
…...
Hours later, the time didn't seem to matter. The two friends continued to laugh and talk about anything in general. Both enjoyed the time they had left, because once the new day was here. They would be going on with their separate lives. John would be heading to where Monday Night Raw was tomorrow and Torrie would be flying back to LA.
That would be it, for next few years probably. Neither knew what was lying ahead.
"Well I never really liked the guy, I mean he's not a good actor either. They said he made it….some of the movies he does, oh my god" Torrie told, taking a gulp of her third glass of wine.
"Oh wait, wait…..second, who are we talking about here?" John interrupted.
Torrie took another sip, curling her legs up on the couch "The Rock, who else" John drunk a shot of his drink before he chuckled. He leaned back on the couch with a handsome grin across his face.
The cute dimples in his cheeks, made Torrie smile back beautifully.
"Why are we talking about him for?"
"Oh because I watched Survivor Series in the bar, how he treated you was disrespectable when you're the guy that has been giving everything you've got every night when he's off making bad movies" Torrie spoke.
John chuckled gently "I certainly know where I stand with Dwayne, I wasn't too thrilled how the show ended but whatever…."
Torrie slapped John on the arm, before she brushed back her blonde hair from her face. "You're too sweet for your own good, being so respectable. I mean I've hardly seen you lose your temper"
"I don't get too rattled easily, when I do…well…."
"Well I can't remember when you were very angry, I've never seen you like that before"
"You have" John drunk a shot of his jack Daniels.
Torrie shook her head, not remembering. "Nope, not what I can recall"
"You don't remember?"
Torrie tilted her wine glass, to sip of her wine "No, am I forgetting something?"
"I've lost my temper at your ex husband, threw him through a door"
Torrie took a moment to remember, before it flashed through her mind "Oh yeah, when I told you about what that jerk did, I never thanked you for that"
"For throwing your ex through a door?"
Torrie shook her head, smiling "No for being there for me, through my divorce"
"Oh, well…..what are friends for"
Torrie placed her glass on the table, before she turned her body to face John. She came closer, and brushed her hand on John's hand. "No I mean it" Torrie spoke gazing into his ocean blue eyes.
For the very first time, the Boise Belle found herself staring in his beautiful eyes. John had been there for her through a dark time of her life, he was the friend that was the remedy of her hurt of betrayal. John had always been sweet, warm and geunine to her. It was that moment, it all came rushing back to her.
Torrie found herself falling into his eyes. Unexpectedly, she was attracted more than she has ever been before.
Her eyes twinkled, she felt the beautiful light shining in her smile. The moment she saw eyes of an angel. So beautiful, bright. It seemed to be a bridge of light, from what she was going through. It turned all the wrongs, all right. Made it worth the fight, to believe in your dreams. Can't give up the fight. It Made the loneliness go away.
John & Torrie were both in same situations, suffered personal heartbreak. Both still standing, not falling….in a dark hour, maybe they can find comfort in each other in their moment of need.
"Oh wow" maybe, just maybe Torrie was on the edge of something else.
That was the moment, everything had changed. Unexpectedly, like a sudden arrow.
It all had changed.
Torrie had searched for the light, a reason to keep holding on. Could John Cena be that reason?
Will John be in her future? One thing that was true.
Torrie knew, while she stared into his eyes. "I'm hanging in Moment With You"
End Of Chapter.
I'm sorry if this chapter sucked, I'm dealing with writers block :( I wanted to leave what happens for a little while so I can try and get through this barrier because I want it to be perfect. Anyways thanks to everyone that has reviewed! Hope you enjoyed chapter 2, even if it's not my best work!
Thanks again xo
Chapter 3-Torrie & John become closer, Torrie finds out what's happened in John's marriage.