Nothing Can Tear Us Apart
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shattered_ficsTitle: Nothing Can Tear Us Apart
Rating: R
Pairing/Character(s): John Cena / Brianna
Summary: Brianna struggles with telling her feelings to John, mean while Shane makes plans for Brianna's last apperance on RAW.
Warnings: cursing, hints of sex later on
Length: Medium
Word Count: 1,536
Chapter #: (15/50)
WIP or Complete: Work In Progress
Author's Note: I will start working on this story again once I finish up my Second City Saints story. I have one more pre-written chapter then it shall be heading into the new matrial.
“Randy, Shane will find out,” Brianna sighed as she leaned against him for support as they stood in the hotel hall way outside of John’s room. “This won’t be pulled off.”
“Stop worrying Bri,” Randy laughed quietly as he hugged her. “You’re going to Massachusetts in a few days he’ll never know. Besides just because you and I aren’t supposed to be friends doesn’t mean that John and I can’t be.”
“You’re right,” She said nodding “I’m just being paranoid. I’ll get over it don’t worry, I just need sleep.”
“Go get your sleep, you need it, you look exhausted,” Randy said kissing the side of her head lightly as he knock on the door before heading to his room.
“Bri,” John smiled as he swung open the door.
He hugged her tightly as she wrapped her arms around him. Judging from his reaction she could tell he watched that nights RAW even though she had told him not to. She didn’t want to let him go, it dawned on her that in a few days she wouldn’t see him for five months. Brianna wanted to make the most of the short time they had left. Pulling away from him she smiled before kissing him lightly.
“What’s wrong?” John asked slowly after he pushed her away lightly. “You look
like the world is about to end.”
“I’m just very tired,” She sighed walked past John into their hotel room.
“Don’t lie to me,” John said quietly as he shut the door and followed her
into the room. He leaned against the wall as he watched Brianna carefully as
she took off her shoes. Running his hand down his face he sighed. “Bri
please, I know you’re going through some tough times. But you have to talk to me. You’re leaving me soon, it’s gonna be even harder to work things out over the phone.”
“Look John,” She said slowly as she looked at him out of the corner of her eye “You don’t need to tell me what’s going to be harder. You don’t need to tell me I’m not going to be around I maybe exhausted, I maybe naïve but I know what’s going on!”
“Woah Bri,” John said holding his hands up defensively “What’s gotten into you? I said nothing about your being naïve why are you being so snippy?”
“I’m not it’s just,” Brianna sighed pushing her self off of the bed. Standing up she shrugged. “I don’t know what’s going on. It’s hard to tell what’s going on.”
“What’s really going on?” John asked slowly as he grabbed her arm as she tried to walk past him. “It’s Shane isn’t it? What has he done now? What’s he making you do?”
“John,” She said shaking her head “Just don’t do this, you’ll make it harder.”
“Are you trying to break up with me?” John asked looking away from her.
“No,” She giggled quietly as she tightly touched her hand to his face turning his gaze to her. “I love you, remember that.”
“I know you do,” He smiled holding her hand to his face as he ran his hand through her hair. “We’ll pull through okay; Shane can never do anything to us. We’re in love.”
“John,” She said quietly as she pulled John closer to her as she wrapped her arms tightly around him. “I wish things were simple for us again. I would give anything to be normal. We’d be married by now, living in a quite home; I’d still be in school.”
“But that’s not how our life is Bri;” John said holding her at arms length as he looked down at her “We’ll never be normal. It’s all travel, living out of a suitcase sleeping on a bus.”
“I’m not complaining,” She sighed “I’m just stating what it would be like.”
“Bri, sweetheart you’re not making any sense,” John said slowly as she shrugged. “You could really lay down and rest.”
“I don’t want to rest,” She said slowly as she ran her finger down John’s shirt.
“What’s gotten into you?” John asked amazed as he grabbed her wrist lightly. Brianna looked away from him as he tried to catch her gaze. He wanted to know what was wrong; he would do anything to make her pain go away, if only she would just tell him. “Bri, please.”
“Shane,” She sighed.
“She’s leaving you know,” Vince said leaning back in his chair as he watched his son sitting on the couch fiddling with his phone. “You can’t stop her this time.”
“I’m well aware of that Dad,” Shane said not looking up from his phone.
“So what are you going to do? Play it up while John is back, and then take him out?” Vince smirked.
“No,” Shane said slowly shutting his phone placing it into his coat pocket. “I’m making Brianna come to RAW when she’s supposed to be home. We can’t just have her leave the show suddenly, as well as Mickie, for no apparent reason.”
“So what exactly are you going to do?” Vince asked. “You know you can’t do anything physically to her, we can’t be liable.”
“I can’t do anything to her, but I can do it to Mickie,” Shane smirked looked up at his father. “Mickie is going to be in a street fight against me next Monday. I’m going to beat her within an inch of her life.”
“You know that John, Randy and probably Hunter as well will help her in that match,” Vince said slowly.
“Who cares, all that matters is that her shoulders will be down for the one-two-three,” Shane said slowly smirking as he leaned back on the couch “C’mon Dad you know it’s a brilliant idea. Brianna will be in my corner, of course helping Mickie all she can--” Vince glared at his son at the mention of Brianna near the ring. Shane sighed “Okay, she’ll be in my corner for a little, John will take her away blah, blah, blah.”
“So who gets to tell Mickie what’s going to happen? You can’t just expect her to show up for a street fight against you without being told before hand,” Vince said slowly as if trying to reason with his son.
“I’ll get Steph to tell her or something, besides; Stephanie is going to be the one who breaks the news to John and Brianna that she can’t leave yet. I’m going to make it so it was Stephanie’s plan and not mine.”
“That’s not going to work,” Vince said shaking his head. “Like Stephanie would do something like that.”
“You like ruining this for me don’t you Dad?” Shane asked suddenly getting off the couch. “Don’t you want me to be with Brianna?”
“I—well yes of course,” Vince said unconvincingly.
“Big help you are,” Shane said quickly leaving the room.
“Bri,” John said soothingly as he brushed back the hair from her face.
He spent half the night trying to calm her down from her worries, and the only thing that calmed her was his kisses which lead to more. He always felt like he was taking advantage of her when she was in hysterics and she only calmed down with kisses and then attacked him which led to sex.
“Brianna,” He said more loudly as she twitched and slowly opened her eyes.
“John?” She asked quickly sitting up clutching the sheet to her chest as she looked around. “What’s wrong?”
“I just wanted to see if you’re okay,” John sighed propping his head up on his hand looking at her through the dark. “You were pretty bad last night.”
“Oh,” She sighed leaning against the headboard. “Well, I’m good.”
“Just good?” John pressed as he could feel her gaze on him through the pitch black.
“Don’t feel guilty John,” Brianna said quickly knowing where he was going with this. He sometimes talked to her after they’d had sex cuddling. John would always think she was asleep when she was just resting her eyes. “I wanted this. I needed this.”
“Bri, everything is going to be okay. I’ll be fine and you’ll be fine,” He smiled as he rubbed her leg beneath the sheet.
“I’ve just got a really bad feeling John,” Brianna said quickly looking down at him. “Something’s not right.”
“Stop worrying,” He said quickly squeezing her leg causing her to jump. “Go back to sleep baby. We’ve got two days together we’ll make the most of it in the morning.”
Rating: R
Pairing/Character(s): John Cena / Brianna
Summary: Brianna struggles with telling her feelings to John, mean while Shane makes plans for Brianna's last apperance on RAW.
Warnings: cursing, hints of sex later on
Length: Medium
Word Count: 1,536
Chapter #: (15/50)
WIP or Complete: Work In Progress
Author's Note: I will start working on this story again once I finish up my Second City Saints story. I have one more pre-written chapter then it shall be heading into the new matrial.
“Randy, Shane will find out,” Brianna sighed as she leaned against him for support as they stood in the hotel hall way outside of John’s room. “This won’t be pulled off.”
“Stop worrying Bri,” Randy laughed quietly as he hugged her. “You’re going to Massachusetts in a few days he’ll never know. Besides just because you and I aren’t supposed to be friends doesn’t mean that John and I can’t be.”
“You’re right,” She said nodding “I’m just being paranoid. I’ll get over it don’t worry, I just need sleep.”
“Go get your sleep, you need it, you look exhausted,” Randy said kissing the side of her head lightly as he knock on the door before heading to his room.
“Bri,” John smiled as he swung open the door.
He hugged her tightly as she wrapped her arms around him. Judging from his reaction she could tell he watched that nights RAW even though she had told him not to. She didn’t want to let him go, it dawned on her that in a few days she wouldn’t see him for five months. Brianna wanted to make the most of the short time they had left. Pulling away from him she smiled before kissing him lightly.
“What’s wrong?” John asked slowly after he pushed her away lightly. “You look
like the world is about to end.”
“I’m just very tired,” She sighed walked past John into their hotel room.
“Don’t lie to me,” John said quietly as he shut the door and followed her
into the room. He leaned against the wall as he watched Brianna carefully as
she took off her shoes. Running his hand down his face he sighed. “Bri
please, I know you’re going through some tough times. But you have to talk to me. You’re leaving me soon, it’s gonna be even harder to work things out over the phone.”
“Look John,” She said slowly as she looked at him out of the corner of her eye “You don’t need to tell me what’s going to be harder. You don’t need to tell me I’m not going to be around I maybe exhausted, I maybe naïve but I know what’s going on!”
“Woah Bri,” John said holding his hands up defensively “What’s gotten into you? I said nothing about your being naïve why are you being so snippy?”
“I’m not it’s just,” Brianna sighed pushing her self off of the bed. Standing up she shrugged. “I don’t know what’s going on. It’s hard to tell what’s going on.”
“What’s really going on?” John asked slowly as he grabbed her arm as she tried to walk past him. “It’s Shane isn’t it? What has he done now? What’s he making you do?”
“John,” She said shaking her head “Just don’t do this, you’ll make it harder.”
“Are you trying to break up with me?” John asked looking away from her.
“No,” She giggled quietly as she tightly touched her hand to his face turning his gaze to her. “I love you, remember that.”
“I know you do,” He smiled holding her hand to his face as he ran his hand through her hair. “We’ll pull through okay; Shane can never do anything to us. We’re in love.”
“John,” She said quietly as she pulled John closer to her as she wrapped her arms tightly around him. “I wish things were simple for us again. I would give anything to be normal. We’d be married by now, living in a quite home; I’d still be in school.”
“But that’s not how our life is Bri;” John said holding her at arms length as he looked down at her “We’ll never be normal. It’s all travel, living out of a suitcase sleeping on a bus.”
“I’m not complaining,” She sighed “I’m just stating what it would be like.”
“Bri, sweetheart you’re not making any sense,” John said slowly as she shrugged. “You could really lay down and rest.”
“I don’t want to rest,” She said slowly as she ran her finger down John’s shirt.
“What’s gotten into you?” John asked amazed as he grabbed her wrist lightly. Brianna looked away from him as he tried to catch her gaze. He wanted to know what was wrong; he would do anything to make her pain go away, if only she would just tell him. “Bri, please.”
“Shane,” She sighed.
“She’s leaving you know,” Vince said leaning back in his chair as he watched his son sitting on the couch fiddling with his phone. “You can’t stop her this time.”
“I’m well aware of that Dad,” Shane said not looking up from his phone.
“So what are you going to do? Play it up while John is back, and then take him out?” Vince smirked.
“No,” Shane said slowly shutting his phone placing it into his coat pocket. “I’m making Brianna come to RAW when she’s supposed to be home. We can’t just have her leave the show suddenly, as well as Mickie, for no apparent reason.”
“So what exactly are you going to do?” Vince asked. “You know you can’t do anything physically to her, we can’t be liable.”
“I can’t do anything to her, but I can do it to Mickie,” Shane smirked looked up at his father. “Mickie is going to be in a street fight against me next Monday. I’m going to beat her within an inch of her life.”
“You know that John, Randy and probably Hunter as well will help her in that match,” Vince said slowly.
“Who cares, all that matters is that her shoulders will be down for the one-two-three,” Shane said slowly smirking as he leaned back on the couch “C’mon Dad you know it’s a brilliant idea. Brianna will be in my corner, of course helping Mickie all she can--” Vince glared at his son at the mention of Brianna near the ring. Shane sighed “Okay, she’ll be in my corner for a little, John will take her away blah, blah, blah.”
“So who gets to tell Mickie what’s going to happen? You can’t just expect her to show up for a street fight against you without being told before hand,” Vince said slowly as if trying to reason with his son.
“I’ll get Steph to tell her or something, besides; Stephanie is going to be the one who breaks the news to John and Brianna that she can’t leave yet. I’m going to make it so it was Stephanie’s plan and not mine.”
“That’s not going to work,” Vince said shaking his head. “Like Stephanie would do something like that.”
“You like ruining this for me don’t you Dad?” Shane asked suddenly getting off the couch. “Don’t you want me to be with Brianna?”
“I—well yes of course,” Vince said unconvincingly.
“Big help you are,” Shane said quickly leaving the room.
“Bri,” John said soothingly as he brushed back the hair from her face.
He spent half the night trying to calm her down from her worries, and the only thing that calmed her was his kisses which lead to more. He always felt like he was taking advantage of her when she was in hysterics and she only calmed down with kisses and then attacked him which led to sex.
“Brianna,” He said more loudly as she twitched and slowly opened her eyes.
“John?” She asked quickly sitting up clutching the sheet to her chest as she looked around. “What’s wrong?”
“I just wanted to see if you’re okay,” John sighed propping his head up on his hand looking at her through the dark. “You were pretty bad last night.”
“Oh,” She sighed leaning against the headboard. “Well, I’m good.”
“Just good?” John pressed as he could feel her gaze on him through the pitch black.
“Don’t feel guilty John,” Brianna said quickly knowing where he was going with this. He sometimes talked to her after they’d had sex cuddling. John would always think she was asleep when she was just resting her eyes. “I wanted this. I needed this.”
“Bri, everything is going to be okay. I’ll be fine and you’ll be fine,” He smiled as he rubbed her leg beneath the sheet.
“I’ve just got a really bad feeling John,” Brianna said quickly looking down at him. “Something’s not right.”
“Stop worrying,” He said quickly squeezing her leg causing her to jump. “Go back to sleep baby. We’ve got two days together we’ll make the most of it in the morning.”
