A Day To Remember
John/Ash Fic!
Chapter 5: All's Well That Ends Well??
Wow, did I have a HUGE, HUGE writer's block on this fic or what! Well, I was able to overcome it thanks to some inspiration! I'll let you know about it at the end of this lengthy chapter ;)
Anyways here's a shout out to cassymae, Inday, xAttitudex, rory21, WWE Angel, NarutoBleachRules, and mcena 99.You guys are the fuel, running this fic along! :D
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- Let's go John! Let's go John! Let's go John! - chanted the dirty diva, getting the crowd more involved as she pounded her fists repeatedly against the mat
John Cena was definitely in control now as he launched two successful shoulder blocks, followed by a back drop on the self proclaimed "Wrestling God", JBL. The crowd was definitely fired up awaiting the next move he would attempt to deliver
- There you go! - clapped Ashley from ringside
The chain gang commander simply looked her way and winked.
As he began signaling for the 5-Kuckle Shuffle, another certain superstar decided to involve himself by interfering, while the referee was too busy analyzing JBL's shoulder which he claimed was now in "excruciating pain". It allowed for a perfect distraction as the figure stood closely behind John awaiting him to turn
- Oh my gosh John look out!
He turned around rather cautiously, only to walk into -
- Bam!
It was too late. A gruesome RKO had been delivered by The legend killer who quickly rolled out of the ring, overlooking the results of his actions left in the square circle. Simultaneously, JBL suddenly felt better and seized the opportunity by helping the former champ gain his composure before delivering a vicious Clothesline From Hell.
- 1..2..3! Ring the bell! - The match was over, seeing JBL as the victor, who now was celebrating on the outside.
Ashley quickly rolled in the ring to check on the motionless body that lay. - John! Are you okay? - He slowly sat up, with a disappointed look on his face as he breathed heavily - Say something to let me know you are. - she said clearly concerned over his well-being
- This is all of your fault - he mumbled
- What?
- Why did you have to get yourself involved! - his voice grew louder
- John what're you talking?
- Don't act dumb with me. You planned this all along! You know what? I've had enough of this!
- Wha - she was cut off by John who now hoisted her over his arms, sort of like he would do for….the FU.
- Wait John! Don't do this!
- Too late
- Noooo!
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- Whoa Ash calm down, it was just a horrible dream, it's gone now.
She sat up quickly, seeing herself panicking and sweating profusely. That FU definitely felt all too real to be fake, not to mention, extremely painful. She was just glad it was a nightmare and not actual reality.
- You feeling better?
- I could've been, if my head was throbbing constantly. - she was still hung over and just needed some more rest.
- You were incredibly drunk last night remember?
- ……no - the blonde diva muttered before collapsing on her pillows again - I hate getting wasted…
- Well you were, and you said some things you that you really shouldn't have. - he whispered the last part, but still loud enough for her to hear. Unfortunate he was for that.
She quickly sat up again, her eyes wide open, obviously much interested - What did I say? And to who? You?
- Yes to me. And I'd rather not tell you. I have my reasons you know?
- Aww come on please? - she gave him her infamous pout, the puppy dog eyes and leaned against his shoulder. After attempting to restrain from telling her, he eventually gave in with a sigh and continued hesitantly.
- You…called me gay, okay - he muttered
- What? - chuckled Ashley
- Yeah you did, and everyone else apparently thought so too
- What do you mean? - this was all too funny to the punk princess. Seeing Randy so pissed off was just unbelievably enjoyable
- Everyone was looking right at us! Do you know how many gay men tried hitting on me last night? They gave me their freaking numbers too! Look! I have proof of it! See! - he pulled out a bunch of numbers from his pocket and put them next to her on the bed. - Not to mention all the straight guys laughing their asses off! My reputation is now ruined, and now, no longer will I be "The Legend Killer". Soon it'll be all over the internet, "Randy Orton, the Gay Lover"! - He was being a little too melodramatic, if you ask me.
- Awww I'm so sorry- she continued to giggle, but felt apologetic at the same time as she pulled him in for a friendly hug
Yeah, yeah, don't worry about it. I could handle myself in these extreme conditions.
Glad to know Randy
- Surprised you remembered my name after last night – he muttered clearly expressing his sensitivity
- What do you mean?
- Nothing! Don't worry about it. - the 3rd generation said hastily
- Wait. I have to ask you something else.
- What? - he clearly didn't like where this conversation was going
- Why do you still have these phone numbers they gave you? - he honestly didn't know why he had them too. Luckily for him, another figure entered the room.
- Hey guys
- Thank god you're here bro! - Randy informed much relieved - she's been driving me nuts since last night!
John simply chuckled before making his way to the edge of the bed – How are you feeling punkerz?
- Like poopy…. - she complained as she rested her head against his shoulder
- I thought you'd say that, so I told Romeo here to look after you while I'd go and get some breakfast for you -he smirked as he hung an arm around her
- Haha very funny! Not! And to think you're my best friend. In fact I think I'll be leaving now, to someone who cares for my feelings and appreciates them!
- Hun, Maria went shopping with Trish and Micks for the day - giggled the dirty diva
He stood there with a blank expression before making his way out. Once the door closed they heard a loud "Damn it!" - causing them to burst into laughter
- So how about some breakfast? - questioned John
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As she ate her beloved blueberry muffin, she couldn't help but to wonder why she was still in John's room and if she had said or done anything regretful the night before.
- John?
- Yeah? - he replied from where he was packing
- Did um.. Did something happen last night that I should know about?
He stopped packing and began to ponder the events that did happen the other night.
- Uh besides, you being super drunk? No.
- You sure?
- Totally
- Positive?
- 100 Positive
- …you wouldn't lie to me would you?
- Ash…
- What? I'm just making sure?
- No I wouldn't. Now come on, we gotta get ourselves packed. We're leaving in an hour.
- Okay then - replied the 2005 Diva Search winner in relief before sliding the tray on to the nightstand and making her way into the bathroom
Why didn't I tell her? - he thought to himself
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- Hey Jeff, what's up?
Nothing much Randy, just deciding on whether or not I should attempt to do a Swanton from this balcony into the pool down there - said Jeff in a nonchalant manner as he stared down at the hotel pool from his 4th floor balcony hotel room
Why would you do that dude?
- Why wouldn't I? - he rapidly answered back
- What's up man? Tell me what's on your mind . You seem unlike your usual self, come on. Cheer up! - he said hopeful in getting a happier response from the risk-taking enigma
- …….no I'm serious. I wanna see if I'll execute it perfectly.
- God! What's with you Hardys and taking risks?! Can't you express your emotions in any other way?!
Jeff sighed before he continued - it's just.. I saw something last night I shouldn't have.
- What? - the legend killer said more attentively towards Jeff who was leaned against the balcony - Come on Jeff, open up. - he now stood against the balcony wall with his arms crossed
- Well…here I was sitting at the bar with Shannon, and Matt having a couple drinks. We weren't really wasted, just having couple beers, and then outta nowhere I see this dilweed putting his hands all over Trish and making out with her, like his life depended on it or something! I felt like…like…I should've gauged his eyes out or something! - Jeff said visibly angry with clenched his fists, as his voice grew louder
- Whoa you serious?!
- Yeah! And then some anorexic chick comes up to me and asks me whether or not, I liked it rough! - he was clearly annoyed - I didn't even know her man!!
- Calm down Jeff. You sure you saw all of this?
- Hell of course I did!
- And your sure you weren't drunk - Jeff just stood there staring at the younger superstar with a murderous look
- ..okay you weren't drunk. But, I don't understand why your all angry. She isn't even with you man.
- I know but-
- Let me finish that sentence for you. You have feelings for her.
Jeff stood there, scratching at the black nail polish on his nails - Yeah.. I do. - he replied, barely audible.
Randy just squeezed the arch of his nose and sighed - Oh boy.
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2 hours later
- Can I ask ya something Cena?
- Shoot away Ashes
- You wouldn't do anything to hurt me, right?…physically? - began the dirty diva as she fidgeted with hands, her thoughts drifting back to her horrendous dream and its terrible outcome.
They were on the way to the Airport to fly out to Denver, the location of Monday Night Raw. Ashley was sitting next to John, who was driving the Nissan Pathfinder, while Randy and Maria were watching Shutter in the back seats on the installed DVD system. Every now and then, you would here low shrieks from the 2008 playboy cover girl , and comments like "Oh shit! did you see that?" as well as "this movie sucks. Let's watch something else Maria" from the 3rd generation wrestler.
- What?! -John was taken back from this question and it showed as the champ swerved the car to the right, absolutely confused as to why she would think that.
- Do you mind! We're trying to enjoy this shitty movie back here! - scolded Randy
- Ash, you know I would never hurt you. Your too important to me for me to do that. Plus, I'm not the type to hit women you know? - he whispered with a slight chuckle
- Yeah..I figured. Well it's good to know. Just making sure dude - she laughed relieved.
Having a great time back there? - questioned the Doctor of Thuganomics moments later as he looked through the mirror while Ashley turned around.
It was awfully too quite back there, especially considering how congenial both the superstars were, something had to be up. How true this statement was. There was Randy, with a disgusted, look on his now squinted face as he covered his mouth, while Maria sat there with her hands on her eyes leaning into the former World Heavyweight champion. - You guys… really seem to be enjoying yourselves - said the dirty blonde diva which got a couple laughs from John
- Let's watch something else Maria...
6 Hours Later- Monday Night Raw
- Welcome to Monday Night Raw folks, Michael Cole here alongside Hall of Famer Jerry "The King" Lawler, and tonight, do we have some great matches in store for all of you.
- That's right Michael! Tonight, the legend killer Randy Orton squares off against Jeff Hardy in what has turned out to be a personal and heated rivalry!
- No question about that King. Not to mention our other match which will see the rebirth of another rivalry that was explosive! We got former WWE champion John Cena alongside with Ashley taking on JBL which will surely be a vicious match to say the least.
- Poor Ashley! She shouldn't have to see all of this Michael. I know! I'll ask her to do some color commentary with us when she comes out!
Sure thing partner.
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- Backstage life was definitely busier than usual. The dirty diva sat in catering, enjoying her fruit salad as she jammed to some Good Charlotte.
- I just wanna live! Don't really care about the things that they say! Don't really care about what happens to me! I just wanna- she was interrupted when a figure took a seat across from her
- Hey Trish! How's it going?
- Fine I guess. Listen have you seen Jeff?
- Jeff as in Jeff Hardy?
- Which other Jeff would I be talking about? - she giggled
-Umm not sure I did. Why?
- I just..just have to talk to him about something...important.
- Oh really? What? - the diva seemed very interested in the matter as she took a bite of some peach
- It's sorta private - she playfully rolled her eyes as to how the punk princess loved hearing all sorts of the latest gossip, not that it was a bad thing.
- Wait don't tell me. You have feelings for Jeff!
Trish could only sigh. - Is it that obvious?
- Aww girl that's adorable! I so should have seen it coming. Good for you!
Trish only sighed- Unfortunately that's not what I want to talk to him about - she said hurtfully in a lower voice. Seeing that expression on her face, made Ashley feel sorry for her. So, she decided to leave the topic at that and not ponder it further.
- I think he's in the Men's locker room Trish
- Thanks Ash. Really appreciate it -she weakly smiled before walking away to find him
- And Trish? - she called out- remember that you'll always have people who care - she said sweetly as she only smiled before continuing on her way to find the rainbow-haired warrior.
She sat there wondering what Trish could've meant by "unfortunately that's not what I want to talk to him about", when her thoughts were interrupted when another voice crept behind her
- I hope you know I've been looking everywhere in this freakin arena for ya - She turned around and saw John leaning against a cooler, arms crossed, with a casual smirk on his face.
- Well, it's not my fault if I was hungry champ. Or do I mean to say, "former" champ? - she teased with a smirk of her own
- You know punkie… you can be really hurtful at times - he stopped and put a hand on his heart and pretended to be upset - this is one of those moments…
- Oh shut it you drama queen
- No, that would be our dear friend Randall - he said in an English accent and hung an arm around her before getting serious again. - Anyways you ready for our first official match together?
- Honestly John, I can't wait! - she squealed for joy.
- Good cuz its up next
- Well what're we waiting for? Let's go! -she started walking towards the curtain when she felt a hand pull her back. She turned around and saw John with a look of concern on his face.
- Be careful out there, Ash - seeing the sincerity in his eyes made her smile sweetly
- I will John, don't worry - she assured him as she nodded
- Good, let's go - he replied before slinging his arm around her again, as they made their way to the curtain.
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- This contest is scheduled for one fall! Making his way to the ring, from New York City, weighing in at 290 pounds, John "Bradshaw" Layfield! - Announced Lillian Garcia, as the self proclaimed, "wrestling god", made his way out in his stretch limo.
As the chauffer opened the limo door, it revealed a sadistic JBL armed with a microphone. But that wasn't the only thing accompanying him to the ring. He just stood there, absorbing all the criticism and boos the fans were showering upon him with. Then realizing that they could chant all night, he decided to speak up
- Your kidding me right? Your really getting that little punk of a Barbie doll involved in our match? If you really needed someone to play the role of manager, don't you think you should have gotten someone with a bit more talent and fits the job description? - All that this got him were tons of "you suck!" chants and boos. - Well, you see John, two can play at that game, because you see, I got myself a little lady luck too. And she still has a bone to pick with your little 'friend'. - The chants really started when that person, crawled out of the limo - My former assistant, Jillian! - the diva really wasn't much of a favorite of the public to say the least, which really showed as she made her way into the ring. She was about to "sing" one of her dreadful songs when another familiar tune decided to interrupt
-Thank god this man cut her off before she could start - said Michael Cole much relieved
- Puppies! - was all King could say at this moment as he was too busy bouncing in his seat and smiling from ear-to-ear, like a kid in a candy store
Your time is up, my time is now!
You can't see me, my time is now!
It's the franchise, boy I'm shinin' now
You can't see me, my time is now!
And his opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Ashley, from West Newbury Massachusetts, weighing in at 243 pounds, John Cena! - the fans went nuts at this point as the chain gang commander and the punk diva came out with absolute smiles on their faces. They just stood there, John with a "wtf" expression and just pointing to Jillian, while Ashley just shook her head with a giggle, before they made their way down.
JBL and Jillian exited the ring as he swiftly slid in. Once inside, he held the rope for the dirty diva, being the gentleman he was, before giving the "word life" while Ashley pointed at him proudly. He threw his shirt into the crowd, kissed his dog tags, gently placing them in the palm of her hand. She kissed him on the cheek before sliding out of the ring, while the opening bell rang.
- Ashley! Ashley! Over here! - yelled King as he waived towards her to no avail
- Maybe she does want to see this match, after all partner!
- …I guess
Both Johns circled around the ring before starting things off with an aggressive power lock. This test of power was easily won by John Cena who brought JBL into the corner. As he backed away from the turn buckle, he was harshly kicked in the midsection by the self-made millionaire. Recovery wasn't granted to him as the older man, ruthlessly began beating at him with kicks and closed hand punches to the face. He was then crushed with multiple elbow drops, leg drops, and rear-naked chokes, which may have seen the match coming to a short close as he struggled to breath at this point. - C'mon J! - she began pounding at the mat, as the crowd began chanting along fiercely as well. - You could do this!
He slowly began rising to his feet with all the strength left in his tank, and reversed the hold into a snap mare. Things began to look all too familiar from here as the chain gang commander delivered 2 running shoulder blocks followed by a spin-out powerbomb. - Whoo! -she cheered as began to clap
- We all know what comes next!
- 5-Knuckle Shuffle!
This match was coming to a close as the former champ hoisted him over his shoulders, ready for an FU.
- FU! FU! He hit it successfully Michael!
Unfortunately for him, Jillian hall was there, and distracted the referee from seeing that JBL was currently being pinned.
Ashley had enough of the bimbo's actions and speared her right into the steel steps.
- Did you see that Michael! Ashley delivered one hell of a spear! That's gotta hurt in the morning.
- Not to mention, she hasn't forgotten about everything Jillian has done to make her life a living hell in the past.
- That's for getting me suspended, bitch! - declared the better diva proudly. She was soon interrupted by the fans who were screaming. She turned and saw that JBL had somehow regained control as he delivered a Clothesline From Hell. He wasn't done though, as he rolled out and grabbed a steel chair.
He slid back into the ring with an evil expression as to what he was about to do next. John struggled, but was able to rise to his feet, and about to walk into a disaster. The punk princess acted hastily as she slid into the ring and attempt to take the chair from the behemoth of a man before he could deliver the vicious hit.
Unfortunately for her, JBL overpowered and pushed and sent her right into the turnbuckle, arm first. - Oww! - was all she could say at this point as she gripped the shoulder.
However, as JBL turned around, he was tripped and locked into an airtight STFU! And that was it.
- He tapped! John Cena's done it!
- Here's your winner, John Cena! - the chain gang soldier rose to his feet in relief and swiftly made his way over to check on the dirty diva who was now leaning against the turnbuckle with a smile.
- He couldn't have done it without that lovely accomplice of his Michael! Geez! Give her some credit!
I never said anything about her! - they just continued to argue as RAW went off air.
You okay Ash? - he replied worried sick as he caressed her arm
Yeah. I promised you nothing would happen to me, didn't I? - she replied sweetly as he just hugged her thankful it wasn't an injury.
You know, I wouldn't have one if it wasn't for you. - he truthfully said
Great I could be of assistance, "champ", she smirked.
They just continued celebrating before eventually making there way to the back.
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- Ash are you sure your okay? - he was still extremely concerned for her arm as they made their way into his locker room
- Yeah, feelin' a little sore now, though.
- Let me take a look at it - he held her arm softly as he tended to it, by applying an ice pack on the freshly formed bruise.
- Oww!
- Ash I'm sorry, its gonna numb the pain though. - He continued to apply gentle pressure on her arm as she gripped his hand. She couldn't help but to watch as John took great concern for her health. He was being awfully attentive and helpful towards her. They only stood a mere inches away from each other as she looked up into his caring eyes. He continued to take care of her arm until he realized he was being watched conscientiously. He shifted his attention down to her sparkling blue orbs looking back at his. Their was a great deal of heated sexual tension between them, as they continued looking at each other, not caring for the world at the moment. Their emotions were running freely as they felt the warmth radiating from their closeness. John slowly cupped one side of her cheek, his other still tending to the bruise, as they both leaned in leisurely allowing for their lips to come crashing delicately against each others', until -
- You guys!! - the door swung open, prompting John and Ashley to pull quickly away as Maria ran in with tears and a look of panic on her face
- What's wrong hun? - the punk diva asked as she released her grip from John and made her way quickly to Maria who was at the verge of breaking down.
- I...can't believe…. it! - sniffed Maria
- C'mon sweetie, you could tell us, we're here to help - John gradually made his way over too, concerned for his friend as well.
- Its…Ra...Randy…….and...J.. Jeff - she could barely speak sentences after recalling the events that had just occurred in her mind
- What happened? - questioned Ashley
- They…. -
There's another chapter guys! Sorry to leave it at that, but don't worry, I'll make sure I update more frequently. Anyways, I was inspired to continue this fic thanks to a little inspiration from a certain….picture I recently found. If you wanna see it, check it out in my profile. Laterz, and remember, please REVIEW! :)