"Of course I said yes, because I could have used a drink by then. I – I went out and, you know, we had a few and the next thing I know, I am in my hotel room, with no memory of the night before. I found out later that he r-r-roofied me, s-s-slung me over his s-s-shoulder, a-a-a-and r-r-raped me r-r-repeatedly while I was unconscious. I t-t-told myself that I could forget that it ever happened, but every now and then I" he paused as a look of grief passed his features, followed by an intense determination. "I would break down, I would cry for hours, and the woman who knew me as John Cena would try to comfort me, but it was no use. It ruined everything in my life, until I had to have my title back. I campaigned I rallied, I did what I had to until finally, corporate let me have my rematch, at WrestleMania, and I won back my gold. But I couldn't erase what he did to me that night, even though I tried. I buried myself in work, I refused to take time out for injuries, I ran myself into the ground. I found another woman who knew me as Cena, and prepared to marry her, I never really snapped out of that rut until I met you. I thought life would be okay again, until Orton hit me with the Rock Bottom, and brought back all of that. I just can't deal with him winning the title that way. I just can't." he clutched her tightly, and she snuggled against him, trying to comfort his massive frame as he all but swallowed her.
"I am so sorry… I didn't know, otherwise I would have acted and tried to get corporate to cancel the move. Did Orton know?" she asked in a hushed tone.
"No, I never told him. I never even told my real mom. I just couldn't deal with it. It's exhausting" he sighted almost in defeat.
"Let's get you to bed, sweetheart. Come on." She stood, leading him by the hands to the bed as she pulled him into her arms, and Cena began to drift off almost immediately, cuddling into her chest and snuggling in contentedly.