Chapter 4-Morning After
Coming to end of the year, the seasons had turned all year. The swaying of the trees, the gloom, cloudy sky detected it was the winter season.
The recent events, inventing shadows proved that storm was certainly brewing. It also proved that anything in life can happen. Sooner life can turn around, the past can turn up unexpectedly you can find yourself sharing memorable moments with someone once upon time touched your heart.
This is exactly the story for the Boise Bombshell known as Torrie Wilson. A retired, former WWE Diva, a beautiful fitness competitor and a model. 10 years of her life was the WWE. She had experienced so much being part of the wwe family.
Travelled around the world, saw so many unique sights including
Performed in front of so many people throughout the years. One thing Torrie loved to do is show what she's made of, getting down and dirty showing off her skills in the ring.
Also Torrie had found true friendships around the year. Some friendships faded, some lost….but some remained strong.
It had been this night, Torrie had found herself suddenly in the company of one of those friends, she had created a special bond with.
What felt like the worst night of her life, the blonde was left standing alone in the rain. Stranded, soaked and all alone in a silent street. Just when she felt herself falling off the edge, a shadow of light from a car had saved the day when John Cena played the hero, bringing the light to shadow the dark.
He had came for the save, it kind of felt like a part in a movie. Where Torrie played the damsel in distress, a knight shining armour saved her and took her out of cold and rainy night into a safe, warm embrace.
As the hours passed by, time flew. Torrie and John spent the night talking. A heart to heart took place. It had turned the night unexpectedly. Torrie found herself falling into John's embrace.
She saw his kind, blue lit eyes. She felt his words courage her. As the night progressed, both Torrie and John were there for each other. In their time of need, they stood beside each other like friends would. Torrie supported John, he returned the favour.
Unexpectedly, like a sudden firework. Torrie and John found comfort in each other arms. As the night drew a close, the sunset rose….
Torrie and John found comfort lying in each other's arms. Yes they were friends…for years, and now because of one moment. They fell in each other and now everything has changed.
What will happen to John and Torrie, what would be their future….now a certain has been crossed.
A new special bond has formed for Face Of WWE, Leader of Cenation John Cena & Boise Beauty, Former WWE Diva Torrie Wilson.
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The colour of the night faded, the glowing sunset started to rise. The ray of light of the sun hid between the clouds. It peeked through the ajar blind. The light shadowed on the bed. It caught, a beautiful blonde in the face.
As the light shone on her face. It bought Torrie from her peaceful slumber. Torrie kept her eyes closed. The light faded, because of the cloud completely hiding the sun.
Torrie softly moaned in her sleep, a sudden wake up had struck her but as every morning. Torrie needed a little time to wake up. Torrie turned her head, keeping her eyes closed. Her head lifted, and found a soft but hard pillow.
What felt like a pillow, a pillow with a heartbeat….
The delight grin surfaced on her face, being comfortable. Last night's events hadn't struck yet. It was the certain moment of time, where you're body is still in dream, sleep world.
Torrie was currently waking up…..it sure was going to be more of a shock than a head bumping hangover. The Boise Belle was going to be in for a heck of a surprise.
Torrie moaned softly again, the sound of a heartbeat echoed through her ears. Her eyes remained closed. She felt an arm around her, a hand fell off her arm lied on the bed.
"Time to wake up Torrie" Her mind told her.
Torrie obeyed the challenge, her eyes started to open. Light came through her vision. She felt herself starting to wake up for another day. Torrie saw the dull shadow of the blind window. Obviously today, would be another wet, dull day in New York.
"Thump, thump, thump" the continuous sound, started to bring Torrie completely around. Torrie detected a heartbeat. A calm, frequent heartbeat very close to her.
Torrie heard her own heartbeat, but it wasn't just hers. It was someone else.
"What….Nick…Did I leave him in a dream?" Torrie thought, still sleepy.
Torrie liked hearing the sound of a heartbeat, it made the loneliness go away. Someone was lying beside her. Someone had cuddled her all night, kept her safe and warm. She quite like the feeling….
This all that Torrie had detected, still in a sleep state.
Torrie's eyes closed for a moment, a sudden flash of passion came back.
His hand went at the back of her head, his fingers slid through her blonde silk locks bringing Torrie closer to his muscular arms. Applying, a passionate kiss to her lips.
He held her. She felt his hand slide up her body, while he left her breathless with a kiss.
Torrie opened her eyes, she squinted her eyes rubbing away the sleep. Torrie drew up from the rising chest she had been sleeping on. Torrie kept her eyes on the window in front of her. As she recovered from a night sleep, last night's started to flash through her mind.
Torrie turned back, saw a man sleeping beside her. Her eyes suddenly froze at the sleeping frame next to her. Torrie felt a sudden breath hit her, she held the sheets close to her body.
Torrie remained hovering over the sleeping man, the same guy she had been in the arms all night.
"Oh god….John…" Torrie whispered through her lips.
Parts of the last night's events flashed through her mind as she remained there. "Oh…no….no way…" Torrie struggled with the words, it had come a total shock to her.
"Oh….my…" Torrie held the sheets close to her chest, her legs moved. Her hand drew back her blonde hair while she came to terms of what had happened.
Torrie's eyes glanced at her surroundings. Her head turned back to John. As he lied there asleep. Torrie couldn't help but think he looked ever so cute, and peaceful.
The subtle breath slipped through, with the rise of his chest.
Torrie's grin rose to a smile. As she gazed at his sleeping body. The reality hadn't quite hit the former diva.
"He looks so cute" Torrie drew closer, watching over his sleeping frame. She saw his amazing physique was a very nice sight for her eyes. She saw his chest rising, his tone body right before her eyes.
As she held the sheets close, "Love to see him sleep…..looks…" Torrie suddenly realised, being this close to seeing Cena sleep.
"We…slept together…"
The reality hit her like a thunder bolt, Torrie's fingers circled her lips in shock. He may look such a cutie right now. Torrie drew the sheets to cover up her naked body.
Torrie removed the sheets, as she moved. The sheet ran down, showing the stomach and midsection of Cena. His lower region was still covered. Torrie felt her bare feet on the carpet. Torrie made sure her body was covered up.
Torrie turned back saw John sleeping in the bed.
"Ahh…wow…" the red instinct struck Torrie. Her eyes wouldn't leave
John's sleeping body for a moment.
The satisfied smile came across her face, truly she was attracted. It had shot her senses out of the window. She forgot she was standing in the bedroom with nothing but a white sheets covering her.
All her mind could think about at this moment, is gazing at the handsome John Cena.
Her head titled, while she continued to glance.
"Right…are you going to move today,…you know he will wake up soon. How will that look if you're just glancing at him standing with no clothing on, just sheets…"
"Oh yeah, time to find clothes.." Torrie's eyes directed down to the floor.
"Okay Jeans,"
Torrie bent down, picked up her jeans. "Okay now….underwear….need my panties.."
Torrie walked around the bedroom, looking for her clothes. She found her blue jeans, black off shoulder top. Her panties….but her bra was…still not located.
Torrie continued to look around, searching for her bra. Torrie found her bra, just underneath the bed.
"Damn it" Torrie quickly went into the other room. She quickly clothed herself, she brushed back her blonde hair. She walked back into the bed room, trying to be silent as a mouse.
Her eyes kept glancing at John, sleeping. He must have moved when she went to change back into her clothes.
Torrie didn't want to disturb John, knowing how busy he is. It's quite obvious he doesn't have a lot of sleep so she wanted to let him sleep as long as he can. He can have a well deserved rest…since he had to work, later on tonight.
Torrie walked around looking for her heels, as she walked. Torrie stumped her toe on the table. "Oww, damn it!" Torrie started to struggle, she cursed silently in breath.
Her foot hurt, but she couldn't whine out in case it woke a sleeping Cena.
Torrie placed one of her black heels on the feet, she looked for the other. She stood on one leg, applying the other heel. Torrie lost her balance, she let out a sudden whine as she fell to the floor.
"Ow…" Torrie whined softly.
The sudden fall, stirred the 10 time WWE Champion. His eyes remained closed for a moment. Torrie looked from the floor. "Phew…that was close" she said a little too loud.
Torrie looked up, she watched the eyelashes open of the man lying in bed. The ocean blue shade of eyes gazed at the kneeling blonde.
"oh crap…" Torrie thought.
Now John was awake…mission failed.
Torrie glanced at John, he was looking back at her. "Err…Hey…" Torrie managed to smile nervously.
Torrie saw John blink a few times. "Torrie, what are you doing on the floor?" John quickly stirred from his sleep. He sat up looking at Torrie.
"Just getting dressed, I tried not to wake you" Torrie got to her feet.
Torrie quickly smiled as she left the bedroom. John got out of the bed, sliding on his boxers and blue jeans. He was still topless, showing his flex muscles.
Torrie kept stepping in the living room, she brushed her blonde hair while her mind was whirlwind over last night. Previous events….of last night, was playing like a record in her head.
Torrie brushed, cupped her blonde hair in her hand before she let it rest on one of her shoulders. Her mind was like a roundabout, her heart was almost beating out of her chest.
John walked in the living room, Torrie turned hearing the footsteps. A part of her wished she didn't. it just attracted her even more when she saw John in jeans, with no shirt on.
Her eyes gazed at the chest of John Cena, she watched his abs appear with every breath he took in, and out.
She may have just slept with him, but it still left her standing there short of breath.
He's too hot for words. The sensation, the pretty blonde felt right now….was just indescribable.
Speechless, Torrie felt.
"Oh…wow"
Torrie rubbed the back of her neck, feeling the silkiness of her hair between her fingers. She linked hands together, smiling softly at John.
She could see the light in his crystal blue eyes, witnessed the handsome smile that bought out the dimples in his cheeks. The pearly whites….and his physique as he breathed.
It bought Torrie to stand still. While she stood there. Her mind was screaming at her to leave…while her heart wanted her to stay.
"Last Night was fantastic, exactly what I needed…..I could stay for a while….."
"I could stay….." Three words echoed in her mind.
Torrie's mind came to a sense, it seemed to win the battle over her heartfelt thought "Time to get going, got to go back to your hotel, remember a flight to catch…back to LA…where you live…"
"You may have just had sex with a gorgeous, hot,….beyond hot man…but you have to go home! Move WOMAN!"
"I better get going," Torrie spoke.
John glanced at Torrie, he stepped closer. Yes still shirtless….it brought a sudden thump of the heart of Torrie.
"Do you want me to give you a ride to airport?" John asked politely.
Torrie giggled nervously "No, no I have to…go back to my hotel, pack…catch my flight" Torrie dryly coughed while her eyes continued to be glued to his chest.
"Are you sure, I don't mind"
Torrie gulped, as she let her smile surface. She tried to cover the smirk forming on her face. Her instinct was telling her to run at John Cena. Throw her arms around him, knock him to the floor make love…all over again.
Torrie smiled on "No, its fine. Really. You've done…more than enough trust me…."
John looked at Torrie, before he chuckled softly. Torrie felt like kicking herself, her cheeks started to go red with blush.
"Did you just say that?" Torrie bit her lip gently, wanting to kick herself again after she just inclined. John had satisfied her every need all night.
"Well I'm glad…." John smiled, he slid on a white shirt. His muscles were still very visible.
"Oh thank you, thank you! That will be easier…to leave!" Torrie thought
Torrie cleared her throat "I-I mean for…..finding me in the rain, not leaving me on my own…." Torrie covered her nerves with a smile.
"I didn't mean the sex" John glanced up at Torrie from the floor, as he chuckled gently.
Torrie just let her eyes close, her fanned out lashes lied underneath her eyes.
Torrie wanted to punch herself in the mouth that way no more words would spill out she wouldn't be saying things that would make her feel uncomfortable. Of course the night she spent with John was very pleasant, but they had been friends for years.
Suddenly, they had taken their friendship to a whole new level.
Torrie and John had been intimidate with each other, romantically. It wasn't just a kiss, they had slept together. Felt their body touching, felt hotness, thriving sensation all night
It was going to change their bond forever!
"I just meant, the way you didn't leave me at an airport…defend myself…you took me in…the lovely things you said about me…before…we" Torrie trailed on, her head perked back up to look at John.
Torrie cleared her throat, taking in a breath. "So thank you…anyways I have a flight a few hours to catch…." Torrie slowly drew away from his gaze.
Torrie applied her jacket, she put her golden bag on her shoulder. She turned towards the same door, the last thing in her vision. She remained in control of a feelings.
The same door, she walked through and closed it again. The same door she knocked, found herself staying with Cena all night.
"Torrie"
Torrie heard his deep voice, Torrie let her eyes close for a brief second. Taking a moment to breath.
Torrie turned back to the man she slept with. The same man she felt hold her through the night. The same touch of the man she felt sliding on her waist as the passion took over the night of the reunion.
"Yes" Torrie smiled.
John stepped closer to the Belle. "You are alright aren't you?"
Torrie glanced at him. "I just had sex with one of my best friends from wwe….talk about a shock…"
Torrie answered his question with a nod. "Yeah I'm fine, I'm just running late. I have to catch that flight. Things to do"
"You want a ride to your hotel, I'll take you straight to airport after. I don't mind…"
Torrie looked at John, she loved his generosity but right now all her mind could think about is the passionate night they shared. She needed to get away from Cena, carry on with her own life.
She couldn't let herself…..fall in, even if she was on the edge of glory. Something special? It was all unknown to her. A mystery…she had to get her senses, move on with her daily life.
She had things to do at home, having a vacation with a friend….a photo shoot, appearances…she had things to do. She can't just forget it all, and stay with John.
Sure would feel like some kind of paradise, those few more hours with Cena but it was a Monday, it was Monday Night Raw….Torrie should know, the schedule since she was part of the wwe family for 8 years.
So if she didn't leave, it would come a time. Cena would have to. So Torrie decided to get a head start, and leave.
"I'm not even packed, scattered everywhere…..I have loads of things to do. You've got the show tonight so I've taken so much of your time already…"
"A few more hours, I honestly don't mind…."
"No, No it's alright" Torrie kept back peddling to the door.
Her mind and heart was at a crossroads, she had to leave…now! Before she does something, lose control of her emotions.
"Torrie, I'll take you to the hotel and the airport. I've got time, I'll even help you pack if you want?" John asked coming closer to Torrie.
Torrie's lashes flickered when she felt John once again close, his breath was tickling her neck. Her eyes drew a close as the passion once again took over.
"I want to stay with you" Torrie whispered,
John lowered his head, gently kissed her neck. Torrie heard a soft whisper "Then stay"
Torrie whispered back, she looked up turning her head towards John. The blue lit skies were the same colour as his eyes. "I don't want this to end…" she muttered, longing for John n
"Who said it has to" he softly spoke back.
Torrie's bag slid off her shoulder, her hand landed on John's cheek bringing a kiss to his lips. Once again, they passionately kissed. Torrie felt John's hand at the back of her head, through her blonde locks. Her hand slid to his chest, while his hand fell on her hip, holding her slender waist.
She felt his hand slide up…passion had returned
A sudden shadowed voice formed, Torrie opened her eyes to find John inches away. He wasn't as close….Torrie remained frozen, while John's words bought her back.
"Torrie, are you sure you're okay?"
Torrie realised, she had fantasised kissing John yet again. Torrie realised now she really had to go, if her heart was making up some kind of dream.
"Okay you need to go Now!" her mind gave out a order.
As Torrie stood there, she wondered if a red alert would stop flashing. She had to leave now!
Torrie glanced at John, "Yes, I'm fine. Thank you for everything. I've just got so much to do, so I should head off"
John looked at Torrie "Sure, if that's what you want"
"Not really, but I have to…"
Torrie turned back towards the door, "Ok…so I see…you…later"
John looked at Torrie, he touched her shoulder. She turned back towards him "It was great to see you again Torrie"
Torrie looked at John, she let her smile shine. "It was wonderful to see you too" Torrie and John drew closer, to share a friendship hug.
Torrie felt John's hand on her back. She lowered her head on his shoulder blade. Torrie's eyes close briefly. A sweet grin surfaced on Torrie's face when she felt the warmth of him, keeping her embraced.
Torrie let her hands slide, she drew away from his arms. Torrie went to open the door, but John's hand curled on the doorknob to open it for her. Torrie's and John's hand touched.
Their fingers gasped together, Torrie's lashes blinked at John. She took one final glance at his eyes. It would be a last time, she would gaze at his eyes.
God knows when she will see him again. The shade of baby blue light in his eyes will be something she'll always remember.
"Sorry" John moved his hand, stepped back away.
Torrie breathed in gazing at John, without saying a word. Torrie didn't want to leave. While she glanced at John. She wondered if her expression was telling the story.
She softly let out two words. "Bye John" with that, the door closed behind Torrie.
John looked at the closed door, he waited for a moment to see if it would knock again.
It didn't, John turned around. He walked to the couch, leaned back to stare up at the ceiling. He felt something poking his lower back. He moved forwards, and picked up the top of lip shine. "My Eternity"
John put it on the table, as he leaned back on the couch. His eyes closed taking in what happened last night. Her smile was on his mind, the light of her smile. The way the eyes twinkled. Feeling the warmth, kindness Torrie professes. It was all on his mind.
Cena knew for sure, Torrie will be on his mind…for the rest of day and night. No matter what he does. Anything he says. Torrie would be burning in the back of his mind.
The night they shared, was the only thing. John could think of right now.
…..
Torrie let her head fall back on the door, she let her eyes close. Torrie took In a deep breath before she let herself walk away.
Torrie walked down the corridor, brushing her blonde hair with her fingers back as she walked. As she walked, a sudden eye caught a glimpse at Torrie.
"Was that Torrie?" the man saw her coming out room 115
"John's room, Why was Torrie in John's room?" Phil Brooks tapped his chin, the mischievous grin came on his face.
Now he would have some fun.
…..
A sudden buzz came from his Iphone. John's eyes opened, he leaned forwards. He read a text from Randy.
"I had to show this to you, I know you had a bad night last night. Look how cute. Alana wouldn't take it off" John saw a picture of Randy's daughter in Cena black Hat, "Rise Above Hate"
It almost covered her cute face. She saw doing the "Hustle, Loyalty, Respect" gesture in the photo.
John smiled at the picture. His night was far from bad. Sure he was upstaged, had to stand in the Rock's shadow….the night suddenly changed, when he found himself with the beautiful blonde Torrie.
The Reunion between John Cena & Torrie Wilson had turned passionately.
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Torrie walked through the lobby, she kept her head lowered to try and not get noticed. Especially by any other wwe superstars or divas.
Torrie walked through the door back outside. The wind blew her locks off her shoulder. A few strands blew in her face as she went down the steps. Torrie heard the heels echoing on the concrete while she walked.
Torrie pulled out her phone, a cab came on the road. Torrie stuck her arm out. Her luck had suddenly changed. the cab stopped by the side of the road. Torrie told the destination, she climbed in the cab.
As the vehicle drove away from the street, Torrie turned her head. Her eyes watched the place in the car park where she and John stood together. Her head lowered with a soft sigh, the place where she found John once again fade away.
Did she actually miss John? Was that was the blonde was currently feeling.
Last night would become a memory that she will hold in her heart, in a secret place as her life goes on.
…...
Hours later,
John let his body fall back on the machinery, while he worked out in the gym of the hotel. He was in the middle of doing his bench press workout. His mind was not focused as he would like.
He had a beautiful beauty known as Torrie Wilson on his mind.
John rubbed his temple, he let gulp of cold refreshed water slid down his throat. John gripped on the bar, and started to lift it working out. His feet touched the floor while he continued to bench press.
Once he accomplished that task, Cena sat up on the bench. He saw his good friend, gym partner/trainer. College friend Ric looking at him.
"What?" The pro wrestler asked.
"Are you sure you don't want to go back to bed?" Ric asked.
"No why?" Cena took another gulp of his drink.
"Because you're mind is not in this gym, I'm watching over you to make sure you don't drop the bar on your chest" Ric explained
"No I'm fine" John told.
"John you're obviously not into this workout. You're mind is somewhere else. Are you sure you're alright? Ric asked his long time friend.
"Yeah, can't complain" John shrugged.
"Is It Dwayne?"
"No, nothing is wrong"
"So why are you not into this workout"
"I'm here aren't I?"
"Well yes, but not as focused as usual. I have to tell you what's next?…you keep staring to the wall"
"I'm fine" John realised, he's completely unfocused. "I didn't…get much sleep last night"
Ric started to laugh, "What you got lucky last night?" John coughed on his bottle water
"Liz had a change of personality?"
John dryly coughed, "No….just couldn't sleep, had a bird tweeting all night by…my window…" John felt like hitting his head on the machine, after a lame lie.
"A bird?….what kind of bird would be out all night in the pouring rain…?"
John shrugged rubbing his neck "A bird…that wanted to annoy me…."
Ric just looked at John, "Let's just get back to the workout"
John smiled, if he didn't love his best friend, long time college buddy enough, he surely does now.
Ric was curious, but not enough to ask questions.
…...
"Calling all passengers….To Board Plane to LA…" The voice over.
Torrie sat on the chair, while she flicked through a magazine waiting to board her plane on the journey home. Torrie stood up, and walked through the door to go on the plane.
After locating her seat, Torrie made herself comfortable in her seat. Torrie leaned her head back on the pillow. Torrie closed her eyes, two voices were echoing through her mind.
Torrie's head lowered, "I've had the worst day," she looked up at John. "Till now"
"I've seen best and the worst out of you,"
"You're a wonderful woman."
"Stay" his voice whispered.
Torrie felt the emotion, passion return as she flashed back to last night. Like a movie, it played in her mind. The first kiss, John and Torrie shared. The moment, her lips leaned on his. The exact moment, his arms went around her. She felt the memory of his breath taking kiss melting her, making her fall into his arms.
Torrie opened her eyes, she looked out of the window. All she saw was sky. Obviously she was on her way back home.
She looked down at the sky, peeking out of the plane. She saw a light in the sky "Bye, Bye John" she whispered, seconds later. Her eyes closed.
Moments later, The pretty blonde was asleep.
…...
John Cena got in his sports car, he looked towards the passenger seat. He had a flash image of Torrie turning, and giving him that beautiful smile she always had in wwe.
Beautiful and such light.
John watched the image fade, all he saw was a empty seat. John sighed as he turned his key. The car started. John reversed out of the parking spot. John turned the steering wheel while he drove to the arena for Monday Night Raw.
John got to the arena, he walked into the building. He greeted passing people. He walked towards his locker room. He had 4 make a wish greeting today before the show.
John put his belongings down, he put on his black "rise above hate" shirt, his camo knee length shorts, black wrist bands, two on each wrist and an armband with "never give up"
He reached underneath his black shirt, the silver chain of dog tags. John touched them for a second, he saw his family names on them, and his estranged…wife. John sighed before he tucked them back underneath his shirt.
John put his belongings in the locker, he turned and let the back of his head lean on the steel locker. Cena let out a soft sigh as he saw the clock on the wall. He had a few minutes to his own thoughts.
Two women were in his mind, his wife….and the woman he spent the night with. Torrie Wilson. One of his closest friends, if not the closest he ever found in the history diva division
John sat down on the bench, burying his head in his hands. He got a knock on the door.
"Come in"
The door opened, Eve Torres came in smiling sweetly "Hey John"
John greeted Eve, with his Cena grin. "Hey Eve, what's going on?"
"I was just wondering how you are?"
"Fine, why do you ask?" John stood up looking at Eve.
"After last night, a lot of people are talking…."
John sighed as he shrugged "Last night is…what it is….really? It was a great night overall"
"Yeah, you did very good. Also I'm sorry about your marriage?"
John nodded before he realised what Eve had said. "My marriage?"
"I'm sorry, I just….heard, and I wanted to let you know I'm here for you if you want to talk" Eve smiled.
John looked at Eve, he appreciated her friendly concern. But it wasn't like Torrie's words. Torrie bought more a kind/warmth feeling to his heart. "Thanks Eve, I appreciate it"
"I have some greetings to do, see you later Eve" John touched her shoulder smiling. Eve gave a smile before she walked out down the corridor.
She grabbed Kelly, Kelly from the crew member. "I need you to help me with John"
"What about him?" Kelly asked.
"I heard John's marriage is over, he's split up from his wife…"
"His marriage is over?"
"Yeah, I feel so sorry for him"
Kelly smiled widely as they linked arms "Oh you can be the shoulder to cry on"
"You think?"
"Babe, John's vulnerable….he'll need someone to talk too,"
"Kel, I don't want to take advantage of him…I just want to take a chance….
I've had a crush on him for so long!"
Kelly giggled as she bought Eve closer "Well it's time to make your move babe" Eve blushed as they walked down the corridor
…..
"Look at mama, stop looking at John Cena. Smile for camera" the mother of four took a picture with John kneeled with kids.
"Face the camera" John instructed, he grinned for the picture after his last make a wish greeting.
"That's great thank you" The mother said.
John stood back up, he signed a few autographs. He kept on smiling, the make a wish just made him smile in honour. It just warmed his heart to do this. It was such a great cause.
After John was done with make a wish greeting, he headed back to his locker room where he found CM Punk sitting on the bench with a certain look on his face.
"Hey John"
"Hey what's going on?"
Punk shrugged holding the wwe championship in his hand "Nothing, just finished make a wish?"
John nodded as he took off his black hat, he stratched his head. Something about Punk's look had him wondering. He put his hat back on top of his head.
"So what did you do last night? Why didn't you join us at the bar?"
"Oh I didn't fancy drinking" Cena lied, with Torrie he had some drinks.
"Oh really? So a quiet night alone then" Punk grinned.
"Yep, I had a early night…forgot about last night and Dwayne's antics. I felt like punching the wall but rose above it…"
Cm Punk looked at John. "Alone?"
"Yes, alone. Just me…"
John walked to his locker, to grab a drink.
Cm Punk looked at John, "Well, well that is weird…"
John unscrewed his bottle cap, he took a gulp of the energy drink. "What is?"
Punk looked "No, no. don't matter. I better get ready for the show. I'm starting the show, later buddy"
"Bye Phil" John spoke, holding the bottle in his hand.
Phil walked towards the door, "Oh yeah, John" he turned back.
Cena turned around to face his friend, not having the faintest idea what was going to come out of Punk's mouth.
"So if you were alone, why was Torrie Wilson coming out of your room this morning?" Punk's eyebrow arched.
John Cena was left speechless.
End of Chapter, Hpped you liked it.
Ooo Punk knows! How will John explain it? Torrie seems to be the one that has been affected a lot about the night she spent with John.
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Chapter 5-Punk confronts John, Torrie arrives home. She hears Nick's message, what will she do? Torrie continues to think about John. Lilian "you drive me loca" song has a sudden different affect for Torrie as she finds herself thinking constantly about John. A Make A Wish greeting, a girl tells John her favourite diva is Torrie Wilson? How will he react.