>JOHN CENA •Legible with envy

21 a blur

Lacys POV
As upset as I was, I had no words or emotions I tried to look past the fame of John Cena and I fell in love with him, not his lifestyle or his "belt bunnies" but him and it truly hit hard. Our love burn so brightly but in the end I guess it's not always how brightly it burns but how long the love lasts. I sniffled a sob back and looked out he snowy as a lump in my throat had almost dissipated. But the sad thing about love is that as you walk away, you try to shut your mind off but the memories, only the good dance in front of you and it makes everything that much more difficult. As I looked up from my thoughts I realized we were in the city. The cab pulled over I paid him and hopped out. I had arrived at the hotel I would be staying in for the next few days. It had a spa and such, so I thought as well as staying out of the public eye this was much needed. As I travelled in the hotel and into an elevator I selected 7, the floor I would be staying on. "Lucky number 7" I thought aloud and with that the elevator dinged and off I went to my room 701. I started a shower as I let the bathroom heat up; it got steamy and I decided it was almost just right to hop in.

John's POV
As I tried my best to find the yellow cab I realized if she was headed to the city, it would be too late to find a flight, so a hotel would have to be where she is. With that in mind I sped up slowing Down near the back doors of every yellow cab until I reached the hotel I thought she could be at. I pulled up to a beautiful hotel with luxury written all over it, but it didn't have the normal over powering feeling to it, it was more then welcoming. I'm actually kicking myself for not bringing lacy here. What have I done, I've made such a mess. I've put my career ahead of her. I've dumped her off on a secluded island and told her to stay put. As much as I want her to be safe I just want to show the world I'm taken and by the most breathtaking woman I've laid eyes on. I've only dreamed about beauty like hers, and once I thought I had it I got complacent and lost it. I hope there's something I can do or maybe say to get her to give me a chance to explain my side of the story. How can she believe the tabloids over me? I mean sure it was a convincing picture and me keeping her in the dark about Amber and I sure didn't help. But I can think like that right now. "So what now?" I thought to myself well John you go in their explain the situation and see if she's here, and if she is go to her room. That's a start anyways
Change POV
And with that in his head John was on his way.