You and John Cena never really got along. You hated him; everything he was just bothered you. Something about him getting everything he wanted out of WWE just boiled hate in you. Yes he was gorgeous, but that didn’t mean he could get his way. You constantly would call him names every time you two ran into each other backstage.
"Super Cena to the rescue right? Or is it stud muffin this time?" You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms at him and he just laughed. As he walked away you yelled "loser" under your breath but little did you know he heard you.
Weeks had passed and John was acting different. Instead of laughing at your comments or rolling his eyes he would give you dirty looks. Why did this bother you? You would ask yourself. He started to walk towards you.. “Hey Boy Scout” John gets an angry look on his face and pushes you to a corner.
"What is your fucking problem?!" He yells. "Every damn time you follow me around harass me; what did I do to you? Usually it doesn’t bother me that people talk about me but for some reason when you say things it really pisses me off and I’m tired of it!"
You begin to get scared and you didn’t quite understand why it bothered you.
"I can say whatever the hell I want John. Frankly I don’t like that you can walk around here like you’re the best, considering that’s Punks gimmick, and think you can get your way. Fuck that! Just because you’re attractive doesn’t mean you get it all!" You yell back.
John’s veins start coming out of his neck and you begin to panic. His eyes darken and you can feel his grip on you getting stronger. He doesn’t say a word, he just takes you into his private room. He slams the door shut and slams you against it.
"John… What the hell are you doing?!" You scream. He smiles in evil as he crashes his lips against yours. He lifts your legs up on his hips as he slides his hand under your shirt.
"I can prove I can have anything I want." He smirks.
He continues to kiss you and instead of pulling away and resisting, you enjoy every second of it. For some unknown reason, this man turned you on and you wanted him, badly. He continued to have his way with you and all you could think of is why didn’t you do this sooner.