The (True) Champ is Here!
After a few hours of some serious power and Olympic style lifting, Beth and John walked out of the hotel gym together, all sweaty and slightly out of breath. The tension between them could have been cut with a knife as they climbed aboard the elevator car and hit the button for the fifth floor.
"Okay, a deal is a deal, you beat me fair and square. Where do you want to go for lunch?"
"Beth, I was just joking around about the loser paying. I can pay for my own meal."
"I know that you can, but we made a bet and I lost, barely. So I am buying lunch."
Knowing that there was no use in trying to change Beth's stubborn mind, he relented.
"Fine, but only under one tiny condition thought." John stated as they climbed off the elevator, walking to Beth's room.
In her head, Beth was wondering what that condition would be. She figured he would give her a time and place for lunch, then head up three more floors to his own room. But no, he walked with her to her room. Stopping in front of room five fourteen, she grasped her key card and looked into John's eyes. It was the first time that she noticed the color of them; blue just like her own but a little bit lighter.
"And what would that one condition be exactly?"
"Well, actually now that I think about it, it's a condition AND a favor."
Hearing this statement caused Beth's heart to stop. What was his favor going to be?
"Okay, what are they?"
"The favor is that you ride with me to Illinois after lunch so we can maybe talk about things more. I feel that we barely scratched the surface and I liked talking with someone who has been through the same ordeal as me."
"Yeah sure, I was going to try and find another ride anyway. I don't think I could handle a four hour, third wheel car ride with Natalya and Tyson. I love Nattie like a sister, but she's different around him; all lovey dovey."
"Great! Now the only way that I will let you pay for lunch is under this condition; that you agree to have dinner with me tonight."
Beth was taken aback to say the least. Did he just ask her out on a date or did he mean it to be as friends? He obviously saw the concerned look that crossed her face as he added on to his thought.
"I want to thank you for listening to my babble and letting me vent. Since this doesn't happen too often, I want to take you somewhere nice." John said with a chuckle.
"Well, I better not let this opportunity pass me by then. I would love to join you for dinner." Beth finally said after finding her voice.
"Awesome, so I'll meet you downstairs in the lobby in an hour for lunch. Then we can hit the open road when we finish. How does that sound?"
"I'll see you in an hour in the lobby."
"See you soon."
With that, John turned on his heel and walked back to the elevator. Beth waited until John climbed aboard before she slid her key card into the slot. Her hands were shaking uncontrollably that it took her several tries before the little light turned green. When she made it into the safety of her own room, she leaned up against the door and exhaled deeply.
"What the hell was that Beth? Did you really think he would ask you out on a date right after signing his divorce papers? Just think of what people would say! Awe, to hell with what people would say, how could I resist those dimples? They absolutely make me melt." Beth said aloud to herself as she pictured John's smile and bit her lower lip.
Beth was quickly jostled out of her thoughts when there was a knock on the door behind her. Jumping away from the door as if it were on fire, she let her heart rate slow down before answering.
"Who is it?" she hollered.
"It's John." Came a gruff voice from the other side.
Beth's eyes widened at first, but then something about the voice didn't sit well with her. Was it really him? If so, what did he hear? Cautiously, she opened the door.
"Nattie, what the hell?" Beth exclaimed when she saw her best friend standing in the doorway with a huge grin on her face.
"You should have seen your face, it was classic!" Natalya said as she busted out laughing and walking past Beth into the room.
Slightly irritated at the cruel joke, Beth closed the door and followed the Canadian into the bedroom area. When she approached her, she was standing at the foot of the bed with a questioning look on her face.
"What's the matter Nattie? Is something wrong?"
"Did you have someone over last night and not tell me?"
"What? No."
"You are such a terrible liar! Your face just turned bright red and there are two different impressions in your bed. So spill the beans Elizabeth!" Natalya said, pulling out the real names.
"Fine Natalie, you caught me. I did have someone over, but before your little head jumps to conclusions, no I didn't sleep with anyone last night." Beth said using Natalya's own threat about her.
"Interesting. So who was it? Was it Justin? Randy? Christian? Oh I know, it was that handsome British devil Wade wasn't it?"
"God Natalya no! Justin is dating that new girl, Megan, remember? Randy and Christian are both married. As for Wade, I never really found anything special about him."
"Oh yeah, plus he's dating Alicia anyway."
"There is that as well."
"Okay, those are really the only ones I can think of to be your type. If it wasn't any of those, then who in the blue hell was in the same bed as you last night?"
"God, if you must know, it was John! There, I said it." Beth blurted out, sounding more rude than she had meant for it to be.
"John who? Morrison?"
Beth thought of something really sarcastic to say back, but decided against it. Instead she just gave Natalya a death glare. If only looks could kill. All of the sudden, it was like a light bulb switched on inside the Canadians head. Her eyes grew large and her mouth dropped open wide.
"Cena? You slept with John Cena last night? Beth, the man just signed his divorce papers three days ago for crying out loud!"
"The only person crying out loud is you!"
"How could you do that after the way things ended with Phil?"
"First of all, I am so over the bullshit that that man put me through. He almost ruined my career over stupid, idiotic rumors. Secondly, I told you that we didn't sleep together. Yes, we slept in the same bed but we didn't have sex. We stayed fully clothed all night."
"Are you sure about that last part?"
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be sure?"
"Isn't that his shirt on the floor next to the nightstand?"
"Shit!" Beth whispered to herself, realizing that she was cornered and had nowhere else to go.
"I'll take that as a yes. Okay Beth, explain yourself."
"I would love too, but I have so much to do before we go out to lunch and leave for Illinois."
"Wait, did we have a lunch date?" Natalya asked confused, worried that her blonde hair was messing with her memory.
"No, I have a lunch date with someone else."
"And who would that be?"
Beth just waited. She could see the gears in Natalya's mind turning and then all of the sudden, the light bulb went off. A sly smirk crossed her face as she gave a knowing look towards her fellow blonde.
"Yes, I'm going to lunch with John. But before you start putting different scenarios together, we are just going as friends. As for driving to Illinois together, he wants to talk about his divorce more."
"I see; and how did this all come about?"
Checking the time on her phone, Beth realized that she needed to get moving.
"Can I tell you later? I have so much to do and in so little time."
"Sure, how about we meet up for dinner tonight?"
"I have plans with John. He's taking me to dinner as a thank you for listening."
"Fine, then how breakfast tomorrow morning before we have to head to the arena? I want to hear everything. I'm dying to know why John was in your bed last night." Natalya said with a wink.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah sounds good. I'll text you later and we can set something up." Beth said as she headed towards the door.
"Geeze, trying to get rid of me?"
"Actually yes, I am!"
"Fine, I'm going. Have fun at lunch and don't do anything that I wouldn't do!"
"That doesn't leave much to the imagination now does it?"
"Love you too!"
"Love you Nattie."
"I know." Natalya said with a smile as she walked out the door, letting it close behind her.
Rolling her eyes, she headed for the bathroom to shower. She had one thing that was still weighing in on her mind; what was she going to wear?
****A/N (shout outs)****
First of all, thank you to all who review; it really means a lot to me! I love waking up in the morning with emails telling me I have new reviews!
therealchamps: I wanted to leave a little cliffhanger on whether or not they did sleep together! =)
BethNatalyaGlamaHart: I'm glad you love this story. I'm having so much fun writing it!
my time is now: I figured I should throw in why Beth attacked Vickie during John's match and how her heart came to be broken. I figured it would give the story some much needed background information.
Glamagirl: I'm glad you like my Beth story. I've been tinkering around with her and other wrestlers for a while, but for some odd reason, this one seemed to be able to write itself! As for when the Divas start to notice, you'll just have to wait and see where this is going to go!
Once again, thank you to all who read my stories. It really gives me the motivation to keep on writing!
-Megan