Nikki Bella is best known for her relationship with John Cena, but what happens when he betrays their love and she finds comfort in an unexpected person?
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Nikki ||
"What did you say?" I managed to croak out after hearing Brock's words echo throughout the quiet room we were standing in.
He told me John was cheating on me. I was horrified that he would make such accusations when he barely knew him. Was he deliberately trying to hurt me?
"He's cheating on you, Nicole."
He said the words again and this time it really hit me. I sucked in my breath. "I got to go. I have to talk to John."
"Nicole!" He started but I shot him a glare as I pushed back him and stormed out the room. I wasn't leaving since Brock's jet brought us here, but I was just going to call John and get to the bottom of this.
Brie and Bryan both had been telling me what Brock just told me. There was something going on and I was going to hear it come from John's mouth. I stepped outside and noticed Brock's truck in the drive-way. He wouldn't mind if I sat in and talked to John, I hoped. I didn't want him to come outside and hear what I was saying so I slipped myself into the front seat.
The phone rang for about three seconds when I heard John's voice on the other end and it sounded like he was out of breath. "Hello?"
"John?" I managed to force out, "Are you busy, can we talk?"
"I'm kind of really busy, Nicole. Can it wait?" He muttered as I heard a shushing in the background.
My heart began raising, "No. It can't. John are you cheating...are you cheating on me?"
There was a long pause on the other side of the line before John finally cleared his throat, "Who told you?"
Tears began to fill my eyes as I covered my mouth, trying not to let him hear that he had broken me.
Brock ||
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I peeked out the window and watched as she got into my truck. Half of me thought that she was going to take off and drive away. I wouldn't blame her, my anger got the better of me and I was the reason she was so hurt. Well, Cena was - but I had to be the fucking bad guy as usual and tell her the news.
God, I hated how her face looked when I told her. I decided to go talk to her and try to at least be there for her. This must be hard - from what I could tell that fucker was her whole world, she waited so long for him to finally grow a pair and propose and then he doesn't even commit to her.
I stepped outside and knocked on the window of my truck. Since the windows were tinted, I didn't know what was going on inside and I hoped that she wasn't too devastated.
It took a minute for her to finally open the door and her eyes were red and puffy with her mascara running everywhere. She tried to wipe her tears away as they continued to small and before she could say anything I pulled her into a tight hug.
"I'm sorry..." I whispered into her ear as she sobbed slightly into my shirt. I brushed the back of her hair softly, "C'mon inside."
She nodded as I wrapped my arm around her and lead her inside into the living room.
"Want to talk about it?" I asked as we both sat on the couch as she shrugged.
"You were right. Brie was right. Bryan was right," she blurted out, "I just ignored it because I was so happy that he finally proposed to me. I was a damn idiot."
I shook my head, grabbing her hand causing her to look up at me, "You're not an idiot, Nikki. He is a fuckin' idiot. He lost the best thing that he has ever had. Fuck, Nicole. You are way better than any female out there. You are fearless, beautiful and amazing. Do not let this fucker make you think any differently." I was shocked that those words actually came out of my mouth. I'm not normally a talker but being around Nicole forced things out of me.
Her eyes widened slightly, "You really think so, Brock."
I nodded and looked away, "I do."
Before I knew it, I felt her arms wrap around my shoulders tightly. "Thank you," I heard her voice mumble into my neck as I wrapped an arm around her waist.
"No need to thank me..." I smirked and felt her pull away.
A part of me was disappointed but that quickly went away when her lips crashed against mine. My eyes widened but I kissed back, pulling her quickly into my lap as I placed my hands on each side of her waist. I thought I heard a moan slip from her lips, but I ignored it because I must've been hearing shit.
Her hands made their way to the back of my neck as she pushed her tongue deeper inside and dominated against mine. Then I heard the moan again, and I knew this time I wasn't hearing things. She was enjoying it. A smirk began growing against my lips as my hands traveled under her shirt and started making their way towards her breast.
A loud ringtone played from next to us and I felt her head jerk back and look to see who was calling.
"It's my mom...I'm sorry..." she quickly whispered before grabbing it and rushing outside to answer.
I huffed as I quickly stood up and made way to the bathroom to take a cold ass shower.
Author's Note:
Hope you guys are enjoying the story so far :~)
Also I don't hate John Cena he is one of my favvvs, but I just ship Brock and Nikki so much - IDK WHYYY
