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Chapter 15

After John found out what Punk was told, John couldn't even say a word. They went back to the hotel room, showered, and laid together in bed watching a movie.

Punk couldn't take it anymore and grabbed the remote from John and shut the TV off. "We need to talk about this, John."

"There's nothing to talk about. She has got to be mistaken because I don't have a son." John was so frustrated, not at the fact that he was never told about having a son but the fact that he is scared it could be true.

"She said it is." Punk ran his fingers across John's arms.

"Well, she's a liar." John crossed his arms and looked away.

"She said that she is having trouble raising him on her own and needs help." Punk was looking down at John's arm and felt it shaking under his fingertips.

"Isn't that a little weird? She starts struggling with money and then randomly calls up her rich ex-husband and claims they have a child together. Doesn't make sense."

"True. But you still need to figure out if you have a son or not."

"Yeah. Yeah. I know." John laid down all the way and let all of his problems be put on hold until tomorrow...

John picked up his phone and called Elizabeth. Punk was still sleeping so he went into the living room as to not wake him up.

Fifteen minutes later, Punk woke up and walked into the living room looking for John. He found him sitting on the couch with his phone in his hand.

"Are you going to call her?" Punk asks through a yawn.

"I already did." Punk quickly walked to the couch and wrapped John in his arms.

"And?"

John lifted his head up to look at Punk and just shook his head.

"He's not yours?" Punk started rubbing John's shoulders comfortably.

"Nope. Not my kid." Punk was smiling but John was sighing.

"Why do you seem upset about that?"

"Because part of me was really hoping he was mine. I really want a kid. But Elizabeth just used that for money." John looked down at the floor again.

"How did you get her to come out with the truth so fast?" Punk laid his head on John's shoulder, still rubbing John's arm soothingly.

"I told her I would send her some money no matter what the truth was. And why are you so happy about me being miserable?"

"I am most definitely not happy at your misery. I am happy because now there is still a possibility of me and you starting a family together. Your only family." Punk took his head off of John's shoulder and kissed him.

After John pulled away, Punk saw a tear come out of John's eyes. "You want a family with me?" John has had self-esteem issues all his life and he never believed that someone would actually want a family and to spend the rest of their lives with him.

"Yes I do. I have big plans for us, baby." Punk pulled John into another deep kiss and pushed him further down on the couch. He climbed on top of him and deepened the kiss. John started pulling Punk's hair, and Punk loved it.

"You know. We aren't really busy today." Punk said with a glow in his eyes.

"We aren't, aren't we?" John smiled through a blush.

"And I don't want you to think that our relationship is based just on sex, but I do love making love to you." Punk kissed John again.

"I know. And I love making love to you too." John kissed Punk one more time before just holding him in his arms on the couch.

A couple of hours later, John went out to get dinner for them. Punk stayed behind because he wanted to set the table and make it a romantic candle-lit dinner. There was a knock on the door and Punk stopped what he was doing and went to answer it.

When he opened the door, he tried slamming it shut but a foot got in the way and he couldn't shut it. "What the fuck do you want Randy?"

Randy made his way into the hotel room and searched the living room. "I'm here to talk to John, where is he?"

"Not here. So you can leave now." Randy looked around and saw candles lit at the table with plates there as well. He got hurt because he was reminded that John is fully committed to Punk.

"What is your problem with me? Why do you have to turn everything into a fight?" Randy started getting up in Punk's face, and Punk was not having that.

"Are you fucking kidding me right now? You tried raping John and forcing him to do something he clearly didn't want to do and you try and play all innocent? Get the fuck out, you prick!" Punk pointed to the door and expected Randy to leave but he didn't even move a muscle.

"I can't believe he actually told you that. What a whiny bitch." Randy moved closer to Punk and what he had to say next, he said as seductively as he could. "And did he also tell you that he had my dick in his mouth? That I was fucking his mouth while Cody was giving him more pleasure than you could possibly ever dream of giving him?"

After that, Punk snapped. He threw his right fist at Randy's face and connected with the jaw. Randy fell back and landed on the ground. Randy didn't even get a chance to get up, because Punk was already on top of him, throwing punches everywhere he possibly could.

Randy was bleeding from the mouth and he was holding his arms up protectively over his face. He felt like he was going to pass out before Punk finally stopped. He opened his eyes and saw John holding Punk back screaming.

"What the fuck is going on here?" John screamed, looking at both of them. Randy was hurt that John didn't even check to see if he was okay first.

"Ask him." Was all Punk said before leaving, walking out of the hotel entirely.

John didn't even bother going after Punk, he knew when he was in one of those kind of moods, there is no reasoning with him.

John walked over and held out a hand for Randy, and he took it. Randy stumbled a bit when he stood up and almost fell again but John caught him and walked him to the couch. It was then that John noticed Randy was bleeding from the mouth, had a black eye, and a fat lip. "I'll go get some ice." John walked back a couple minutes later with a bag of ice and placed it on Randy's lip.

"Thank you."

"Yep. What were you guys fighting about?" John was still holding the bag on Randy's lip and Randy was starting to like that John was doing it for him, proving that he still had feelings for him.

"Nothing. I just came over looking for you and he started swinging." Randy looked out the corner of his eye to see if John caught his lie or not.

John grabbed Randy's hand and placed it to the bag of ice, forcing Randy to hold it himself. "Randy? We both know that couldn't of been all that happened. Yeah, I mean, Punk is pissed at you but I know you and you must have started something."

"Yeah I forgot how much you know me." Randy set the bag of ice down and looked at John. "I am really sorry about the other day, with what happened with Cody in my room."

John looked away, that wasn't even on his mind until now and now he is pissed. "Why did you do it?" He was still not looking at Randy.

"I guess I was hoping that if we were intimate again you would come back to me. And Cody just happened to be there so I let him go along too." Randy grabbed John's hand and John didn't even pull it away.

"Wait? Me come back to you? You left me, remember?" John finally looked at Randy again and was utterly confused.

"I do. And I regret it more than anything." Randy squeezed John's hand and John finally pulls it away.

"But what about everything you said. You cheating on me? Me wanting Punk? All my guessing games?" John squinted his eyes, because to him none of this is making any sense.

"You know I cheated on you, I confessed to that. And technically, you mentally cheated on me. So I just want us to start over." Randy now scooted a little closer to John.

John picked up the bag of ice and handed it to Randy, who placed it back on his lip. "I'm sorry but I am with Punk now. And you are with Cody. I just want us to be friends."

"If that is what you want, then fine. But I am warning you now. I will fight for you, John. I will fight for you." At that, Randy got up and walked out of the hotel room, leaving John still sitting on the couch, thinking.

John got his head together, grabbed his wallet, keys, and key card, and went in search of Punk. He tried calling him multiple times, but there was no answer. When he was no where in the hotel or the surrounding places, John went back to the room giving Punk some time.

It was one in the morning and John was trying to stay awake. He dozed off for a minute before he heard the bedroom door open. He saw Punk walk inside and sit down on the bed. "Why are you still awake, John?" Punk laid down and closed his eyes, pulling the covers over him.

"Waiting for you. Where were you?"

It took a minute for Punk to respond. "Out."

John pulled the covers off of Punk and nudged him to wake him up. Punk leaned up and stared at John with sleepy eyes. "Where were you? I was worried." Punk scooted closer to John and pulled him in for a hug.

"I love you, John."

"I love you too, Phil. What is the matter with you? What did he say?" John got out of Punk's embrace and looked him deep in the eyes.

"He just told me that...he was in your mouth and it just got me upset."

"That's it? I told you that."

"I know. But the way he said, I just had to hit him." Punk grabbed John and pulled him in his arms again. He placed a kiss on his head and held him tight.

John rested his head against Punk's chest, loving the feeling of Punk holding him. "Well, let's get some sleep. We have a plane to catch tomorrow morning." All the superstars were heading to the next city for Raw.

The Next Day:

On the plane, Punk was passed out. John couldn't sleep, he had way to much on his mind. He was thinking about everything that Randy had said to him. John stood up and walked to the bathroom. On his way there, he saw Randy in the seat close to the bathroom. As John walked by, he felt something pinch his butt. "Woah!" John turned around and Randy winked at him. John just continued on to the bathroom.

After using the bathroom, he just stared into the mirror. He heard a knock and went to open the door. He didn't even get a chance to open it all the way before Randy shoved his way inside. He quickly shut and locked the door and turned to see a very angry John Cena.

"What are you doing, Randy?" Randy walked closer to John. John backed away until he was backed up against the wall. Randy continued to get closer until their bodies were touching. He placed his arms on both sides of John, locking him in.

"What do you mean? You don't want me here right now?" He rubbed his fingers across John's neck. "Touching you?" He then pressed him lips on the sensitive spot on John's neck. "Kissing you?"

John let out a moan and hated himself for it. He gathered all the strength he had in him and pushed Randy off of him. He almost fell from the force. "No. I don't want that."

"See, now your the liar."

"What?" John was still pinned against the wall and Randy slowly made his way back over to him.

"I can hear your loud breathing...and..." Randy placed his hand over John's heart. "...your heart is beating like crazy. I know you want me." Randy again started kissing John's neck, then made his way to his chin, cheek, and then the corner of his lips.

The second Randy was close enough to his lips, John pushed him away again. "Fuck, Randy. Why are you doing this to me?" John started walking to the door but Randy stood in front of it, making sure he can't leave.

"I am just reminding you that you do want me. Leave that stupid punk and come back to me, baby."

"Randy, that 'punk' happens to be the love of my life and I will not leave him. So please? Stop."

Randy saw the look in John's eyes and his heart broke. He slowly and reluctantly got out of John's way. John looked at Randy one last time before opening the door and leaving. Randy stayed in for a little while longer, coming to terms with some things.

At The New Hotel

John and Punk got settled into their room and went down to the gym. They haven't worked out in a while, loving spending time together, and decided it was about time to go again.

Punk and John made their way down to the gym. On the way there, they saw Cody and Randy walking to the elevator in the lobby to go up to their room. Punk didn't notice them but John did. He looked over at them and Cody winked at him and Randy blew him a kiss. John just shook it off and caught back up with Punk.

John had a feeling Randy would go down to the gym, having seen him and Punk heading there. And John was right. When John was lifting weights, he saw Randy open the door and walk in. He looked over at Punk and thank god for music and machines facing the wall. John quickly got up, grabbed Randy by the arm and lead him to the bathroom that was in the gym.

"What are you doing?" John quickly shut the door and confronted Randy.

"What do you think I'm doing, I am going to go work out if you don't mind." Randy did a creepy half smile and headed for the door, only to be stopped by John.

"Actually, I do mind. You can't be here. I know you are only here because you saw me and Punk coming here."

"Oh, John. I know what's going on here. This time your trapping me in the bathroom. I knew you wanted me." Randy closed the gap between them and slammed his lips to John's, pinning him against the wall. After a heated kiss that lasted about a minute, Randy pulled away and headed for the door. "You know what? Your right. I will give you and Punk some space." Randy smiled and walked out of the bathroom to leave the gym.

After Randy was gone, John smacked himself in the face. He didn't realize that he was kissing back until after Randy pulled away. What is wrong with me? I love Punk, not Randy. John waited another minute to calm down and left the bathroom to finish working out, if that was even possible.

Later on that night, Randy made yet another appearance. He knocked on John's and Punk's door when he saw Punk leaving the room ten minutes earlier. Randy even requested a room near theirs, without them knowing, so that he could capitalize on opportunities like this.

When John opened the door, Randy let himself in. "Randy. You got to stop. I know your purposely trying to find me and confuse me. But it's not going to work. I love Punk."

"Confuse you, huh? Earlier it didn't seem like you were very confused when we kissed in the bathroom." Randy started making his way toward John.

"You kissed me." John was backing away and tripped on the arm of the couch and fell onto it.

"You kissed back, Johnny-boy. Don't even try to say you didn't."

John couldn't move anymore and Randy got on top of John and leaned down to brush his lips against John's. He grinded his ass against John's cock and Randy noticed John was starting to get hard.

John was practically screaming at his cock not to get hard, but of course he couldn't help it. "I should probably go before Punk gets back." Randy connected their lips in a quick kiss and then got up and left.

After Randy was gone, John stood up and adjusted himself. He started feeling guilty because he got hard for Randy. He was supposed to be done with him.

Fifteen minutes later, Punk walked through the door and John practically attacked him. John grabbed Punk and threw him on the couch. He climbed on top of him, each of his legs on the side of Punk's, and pressed his lips to Punk's. He pushed his tongue in and started exploring Punk's mouth with it. Punk moaned out and then pulled away. "What has gotten into you?" He was smiling, rubbing John's legs and slowly making his way to grab John's ass.

"Nothing. I just really love you and I want you so bad right now." John moved his hips so that his ass ran across Punk's hard on and Punk moaned out, grabbing the back of John's neck and kissing him roughly.

"You know I have dinner. They are in the bags that you slapped out of my hands when I walked in." Punk was smiling and pulled John off of him. They walked over and grabbed the bags and started eating, talking about anything and everything.

To Punk, life with John was absolutely perfect. And to John, life with Punk was absolutely perfect. But John was afraid that Randy was just going to cause more and more problems.

A/N: Well Randy didn't stay out of the picture for too long. How will John deal? Next update will be on Tuesday. And there are only 5 chapters left. I can't believe this is almost over.

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