Maybe Fate Got It Wrong
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shattered_ficsTitle: Maybe Fate Got It Wrong
Rating: R
Pairing/Character(s): John Cena / Brianna Pryce
Summary: Brianna didn't realize how hard it would be to say good-bye to John.
Warnings: Wrestling Violence, Cursing, Sex
Length: Medium
Word Count: 1,609
Chapter #: (6/20)
WIP or Complete: Work In Progress
Author's Note: Okay this is a bit tricky. I spent SO long on the John and Brianna story for Nothing can Tear Us Apart & The Heights of Love that it got away from me. Half of the wrestlers aren't there or have sadly passed. So, this is a new story, with the same cannon just missing a few months. Throughout the story I will go back and do flashback chapters for key parts that have not been written about. Enjoy!
banner by nala @ TDA
The red sold sign still stood in the middle of the yard as Brianna looked up at her new home. The house isn't extravagant by any means, the houses she drove through all the time in West Newberry could fit this house into their front parlor but it was big. A two story-brick house that most likely held a finished basement below it and a room over the garage. The garage had two doors but could hold three cars at a stretch. The doors are already opened revealing Randy's SUV and three motorcycles parked beside it. Boxes also lined the inside of the garage, and Brianna wondered if inside were his tools. The house was a buzz with a couple of movers bringing in the last of Randy's stuff.
The bus idled behind her as Randy unloaded her belongings. John was some where on the bus but refused to come out. He did not take it well when she told him that Randy asked her to move in. He ranted for a good twenty minutes about replacing him already before she gave up and walked out of the room. After that he just had to accept that she agreed, it was for the best. She felt a little guilty about keeping Gabriella away from John but she needed a stable environment to raise her in rather than a rolling bus and a hazardous backstage environment. Gabby giggled in her arms as she stretched out toward the sky. Brianna kissed her cheek and started forward down the walk.
John watched from behind the tinted bus windows as Brianna and their daughter walked up the walkway and disappeared into Randy's house. His hands involuntarily clenched into fists as he watched them being ushered in by Randy. He could feel his heart beating in his throat as he stared at the house, he had really lost her. They had broken up less than a week ago, but he saw her every day laughing with Randy on the bus as he stayed as far away from her as he could. She needed space and there was only so much space he could give in a confined area. He gave up their bed and slept instead on the other couch across from Randy. John's whole world was falling apart and all he could do was sit back and watch. Brianna was civil to him, she had to be, but John detected a coldness behind her that he had never seen before.
He gripped the table to stop himself from screaming and running after her. But that's not what he needed to do. No, he knew now that he had to work to be the man that she fell in love with again. If she wanted separation that's what he would give her. Even if it was tearing him apart inside to be away from his child. John was hoping more than anything that it would only take her a month or so before she realized she couldn't be without him. He knew the moment he walked out of Randy's hotel room that he couldn't be without her.
Brianna stood in the doorway of Gabby's nursery. It was already decorated with baby furniture and toys. Gabby was contently playing in her play pen as Brianna turned raising an eyebrow at Randy. He shrugged walking past her into the room with the rest of Gabby's luggage. He dropped the box of supplies next to the closet as he turned around and surveyed the room.
“Where did you get all of this stuff Randy?” Brianna frowned.
“Oh this was actually family stuff,” Randy waved it off, but Brianna could see a small blush cheep into his cheeks. “I—uh called my parents to see if they had anything. They were saving it when they had grand kids, they figured I could just use it now.”
“Remind me to thank them,” She walked over to the crib and ran a hand along the smooth surface and suppressed a laugh to think that Randy was ever small enough to sleep in this crib. “I'll make sure to take good care of it.”
“Don't worry,” Randy stood beside her and smoothed a side with his hand “Dad had to fix this plenty of times, if it breaks I'll just have to learn to fix it myself.”
“Well,” Brianna smiled at him “I'll be the one fixing it, you won't be here often will you?”
“I suppose not,” Randy shrugged “But I'll try to come here often, so you aren't entirely alone.”
Brianna laughed quietly and walked over to Gabby and picked her up from her play-pen. The bus was finally unloaded and it was time it went on it's way. John would want to say goodbye to his daughter, he wouldn't see her before he left Saint Louis. She knew that John would struggle to step foot in Randy's house as long as she lived in it. Part of her felt bad for coming in between the two best friends, but with her gone they would be able to salvage their friendship. Brianna walked out of the house and smiled lightly as John sat on the steps of the house. He back was slumped his attention focused on his phone. She could hear him clicking away on his keyboard, she watched him place his phone down next to him and run his hand over the top of his head. Her heart ached to wrap her arms around him and wonder what was wrong, but she had to keep her resolve up. They were done.
“John,” Brianna said weakly, he turned around, reaching his arms up for Gabby he smiled as she giggled in his arms. Silently she sat down next to him and leaned against the railing. “I'm not doing this out of hate, I want you to understand that.”
“I know,” He said quietly not looking at her, apart of him did think she was doing this out of hate. “I made mistakes—it's time to pay for them.”
“Don't think of it like that,” Brianna sighed resisting reaching out to him “I wouldn't deliberately keep you away from Gabby. She needs something stable John, we have to do this.”
“Did we have to break up?”
“Yes,” Brianna closed her eyes and took a deep breath “We—I--need to think somethings through.”
“Do you still love me?”
“How could you even ask me that? John, we have a beautiful baby girl and you've helped me through some rough times. I'll love you for as long as I live.”
“But?” He frowned daring himself to look up at her. It was her turn to look away but he could see the pain written across her face and the tears shining in her eyes. “I--”
“Don't,” She wiped at the tears with her heel “Just, please, you don’t think this is hard for me? You're wrong. More wrong than you know, this is why we have to give it a break. You just don't seem to understand anymore. John, Jesus, I love you so much more than you know.” She quietly stood up ignoring the tears streaming down her cheeks. “Give Randy Gabby please once you're done saying good-bye. I---”
Brianna couldn't form the words so she just bent over and kissed John on the cheek before retreating into the house. John could hear the mumbled conversation of Brianna and Randy but tried to ignore it and focused on his daughter. She looked up at him reaching for him with her chubby hands. He smiled as she took them and kissed them lightly. Gabby was starting to look more and more like him and he couldn't hide his pride as his eyes sparkled back at him. John let a few tears escape his eyes as he heard Randy approach. Brianna wouldn't be backstage tonight, this would be the last time John would see his daughter physically for a while.
“I know it's hard John,” Randy said standing over his friend “but it'll get better.”
“Easy for you to say,” John sighed standing up he hugged Gabby close before placing kisses on her cheeks. His heart beat wildly in his chest as he slowly handed her over to her God-Father. Without looking back he walked down the stairs and was half way to the bus before he stopped. “Randy,” John called without looking up at him “Please take care of my girls, they're all I have.”
“You don't even have to ask,” Randy frowned. John was treating it like he would never see Randy again either, but Randy knew that after he stepped foot on that bus he wouldn't want their conversations to revolve around Brianna and Gabriella he would want that to be the farthest from his mind.
Brianna watched from her bedroom window as John stopped into the middle of the walk and say something to Randy. Half of her wanted to know the important thing he had to say but she had a feeling she knew what it was. His walk was labored as he climbed the three stairs into the bus. She could almost hear the hiss as it shut behind him. The tears flowed freely and sobs wracked her frame as she turned her back to the window and slid down to the floor. Clutching her legs to her chest she tried to dull the ache as she screamed her pain into the room.
Rating: R
Pairing/Character(s): John Cena / Brianna Pryce
Summary: Brianna didn't realize how hard it would be to say good-bye to John.
Warnings: Wrestling Violence, Cursing, Sex
Length: Medium
Word Count: 1,609
Chapter #: (6/20)
WIP or Complete: Work In Progress
Author's Note: Okay this is a bit tricky. I spent SO long on the John and Brianna story for Nothing can Tear Us Apart & The Heights of Love that it got away from me. Half of the wrestlers aren't there or have sadly passed. So, this is a new story, with the same cannon just missing a few months. Throughout the story I will go back and do flashback chapters for key parts that have not been written about. Enjoy!
banner by nala @ TDA
The red sold sign still stood in the middle of the yard as Brianna looked up at her new home. The house isn't extravagant by any means, the houses she drove through all the time in West Newberry could fit this house into their front parlor but it was big. A two story-brick house that most likely held a finished basement below it and a room over the garage. The garage had two doors but could hold three cars at a stretch. The doors are already opened revealing Randy's SUV and three motorcycles parked beside it. Boxes also lined the inside of the garage, and Brianna wondered if inside were his tools. The house was a buzz with a couple of movers bringing in the last of Randy's stuff.
The bus idled behind her as Randy unloaded her belongings. John was some where on the bus but refused to come out. He did not take it well when she told him that Randy asked her to move in. He ranted for a good twenty minutes about replacing him already before she gave up and walked out of the room. After that he just had to accept that she agreed, it was for the best. She felt a little guilty about keeping Gabriella away from John but she needed a stable environment to raise her in rather than a rolling bus and a hazardous backstage environment. Gabby giggled in her arms as she stretched out toward the sky. Brianna kissed her cheek and started forward down the walk.
John watched from behind the tinted bus windows as Brianna and their daughter walked up the walkway and disappeared into Randy's house. His hands involuntarily clenched into fists as he watched them being ushered in by Randy. He could feel his heart beating in his throat as he stared at the house, he had really lost her. They had broken up less than a week ago, but he saw her every day laughing with Randy on the bus as he stayed as far away from her as he could. She needed space and there was only so much space he could give in a confined area. He gave up their bed and slept instead on the other couch across from Randy. John's whole world was falling apart and all he could do was sit back and watch. Brianna was civil to him, she had to be, but John detected a coldness behind her that he had never seen before.
He gripped the table to stop himself from screaming and running after her. But that's not what he needed to do. No, he knew now that he had to work to be the man that she fell in love with again. If she wanted separation that's what he would give her. Even if it was tearing him apart inside to be away from his child. John was hoping more than anything that it would only take her a month or so before she realized she couldn't be without him. He knew the moment he walked out of Randy's hotel room that he couldn't be without her.
Brianna stood in the doorway of Gabby's nursery. It was already decorated with baby furniture and toys. Gabby was contently playing in her play pen as Brianna turned raising an eyebrow at Randy. He shrugged walking past her into the room with the rest of Gabby's luggage. He dropped the box of supplies next to the closet as he turned around and surveyed the room.
“Where did you get all of this stuff Randy?” Brianna frowned.
“Oh this was actually family stuff,” Randy waved it off, but Brianna could see a small blush cheep into his cheeks. “I—uh called my parents to see if they had anything. They were saving it when they had grand kids, they figured I could just use it now.”
“Remind me to thank them,” She walked over to the crib and ran a hand along the smooth surface and suppressed a laugh to think that Randy was ever small enough to sleep in this crib. “I'll make sure to take good care of it.”
“Don't worry,” Randy stood beside her and smoothed a side with his hand “Dad had to fix this plenty of times, if it breaks I'll just have to learn to fix it myself.”
“Well,” Brianna smiled at him “I'll be the one fixing it, you won't be here often will you?”
“I suppose not,” Randy shrugged “But I'll try to come here often, so you aren't entirely alone.”
Brianna laughed quietly and walked over to Gabby and picked her up from her play-pen. The bus was finally unloaded and it was time it went on it's way. John would want to say goodbye to his daughter, he wouldn't see her before he left Saint Louis. She knew that John would struggle to step foot in Randy's house as long as she lived in it. Part of her felt bad for coming in between the two best friends, but with her gone they would be able to salvage their friendship. Brianna walked out of the house and smiled lightly as John sat on the steps of the house. He back was slumped his attention focused on his phone. She could hear him clicking away on his keyboard, she watched him place his phone down next to him and run his hand over the top of his head. Her heart ached to wrap her arms around him and wonder what was wrong, but she had to keep her resolve up. They were done.
“John,” Brianna said weakly, he turned around, reaching his arms up for Gabby he smiled as she giggled in his arms. Silently she sat down next to him and leaned against the railing. “I'm not doing this out of hate, I want you to understand that.”
“I know,” He said quietly not looking at her, apart of him did think she was doing this out of hate. “I made mistakes—it's time to pay for them.”
“Don't think of it like that,” Brianna sighed resisting reaching out to him “I wouldn't deliberately keep you away from Gabby. She needs something stable John, we have to do this.”
“Did we have to break up?”
“Yes,” Brianna closed her eyes and took a deep breath “We—I--need to think somethings through.”
“Do you still love me?”
“How could you even ask me that? John, we have a beautiful baby girl and you've helped me through some rough times. I'll love you for as long as I live.”
“But?” He frowned daring himself to look up at her. It was her turn to look away but he could see the pain written across her face and the tears shining in her eyes. “I--”
“Don't,” She wiped at the tears with her heel “Just, please, you don’t think this is hard for me? You're wrong. More wrong than you know, this is why we have to give it a break. You just don't seem to understand anymore. John, Jesus, I love you so much more than you know.” She quietly stood up ignoring the tears streaming down her cheeks. “Give Randy Gabby please once you're done saying good-bye. I---”
Brianna couldn't form the words so she just bent over and kissed John on the cheek before retreating into the house. John could hear the mumbled conversation of Brianna and Randy but tried to ignore it and focused on his daughter. She looked up at him reaching for him with her chubby hands. He smiled as she took them and kissed them lightly. Gabby was starting to look more and more like him and he couldn't hide his pride as his eyes sparkled back at him. John let a few tears escape his eyes as he heard Randy approach. Brianna wouldn't be backstage tonight, this would be the last time John would see his daughter physically for a while.
“I know it's hard John,” Randy said standing over his friend “but it'll get better.”
“Easy for you to say,” John sighed standing up he hugged Gabby close before placing kisses on her cheeks. His heart beat wildly in his chest as he slowly handed her over to her God-Father. Without looking back he walked down the stairs and was half way to the bus before he stopped. “Randy,” John called without looking up at him “Please take care of my girls, they're all I have.”
“You don't even have to ask,” Randy frowned. John was treating it like he would never see Randy again either, but Randy knew that after he stepped foot on that bus he wouldn't want their conversations to revolve around Brianna and Gabriella he would want that to be the farthest from his mind.
Brianna watched from her bedroom window as John stopped into the middle of the walk and say something to Randy. Half of her wanted to know the important thing he had to say but she had a feeling she knew what it was. His walk was labored as he climbed the three stairs into the bus. She could almost hear the hiss as it shut behind him. The tears flowed freely and sobs wracked her frame as she turned her back to the window and slid down to the floor. Clutching her legs to her chest she tried to dull the ache as she screamed her pain into the room.
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Date: 2012-02-26 04:48 am (UTC)