>JOHN CENA •Legible with envy

Sit down dinner or get the hell outta there?

As I got in moms mustang I felt the wind blow my brown curls in my face, to my surprise John had Been in the car for a couple of minutes already. when I was struggling to get in the low car, I was doing so not very lady like as you could imagine, I'm taller being 5'6 and in heels. As the wind blows from out of no where my dress goes with it. Then I hear a snicker come out of johns mouth, literally forgetting he was in the car. "Having some trouble there?" He obviously couldn't contain his laughter. "Ahh no-no I'm a it's all good no trouble here" I stammer going a somewhat dark shade of red.
"I'm just razing you, so are you into wrestling?" He asked just as my mom steps into the car looking fab, I reply; "yeah since I was about ten I loved it, not really into the divas but I like Stephanie McMahon" "any male wrestlers?" He asked raising an eyebrow and smiling causing  those dimples of his to show that just drive me insane.
"Ahh yah actually I do" I reply "oh and who might that be?" He curiously asked now was my time to shine so I tell him or really make him wonder? I'm going to go with b) make him wonder;) "brock lesner" I state confidently. "Oh is that so? Well he is one of my good friends, we are like brothers I could set up a meet and greet for you if you want I mean, totally up to you" he states as I bob my head and turn to the window of the car hoping he can't here me snickering.
*time skip*
My mom has been driving for about an hour and I'm curious as to where we are heading. "Mom where are we going? I'm so Hungry I could eat a hockey puck" I practically beg
"Almost there honey" she says
*Johns point of view*
As Martha pulled into the parking lot, the loud mustang jolted to a stop. I ran out and opened the door for Martha, she stepped out carefully and I gave her my hand which she took with grace. As we were waiting to be seated I hear lots of people talking, lacy walked in ahead of us for some reason I wanted to walk with her and not Martha, but why Martha was beautiful out of my league even. As soon as lacy stepped into view all of the chatting stopped, all the guys looked like the had just seen a girl topless. They all started hooting and calling out to her, she was not flattered and looked pissed. Once we got to our seats on the other side of the lounge it seemed to have died down, until a random guy came up to her and slapped her ass, as she was standing up to go to the washroom. She turned around and slapped him, at this point her face was red and streaked with tears. She ran out of the restaurant whiteout a jacket, or her bag or anything for that matter. The man stood there laughing and tried going out after her, at this point my blood was boiling with rage and I had black steam coming from my ears. I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and punched him. I was pissed who are you to touch a woman like she's an object?! I looked at Martha apologetically and ran out of the restaurant, and quickly looked both ways and then I saw her Leaning against a tall bushy tree. She was crying and looked scared. I ran up to her, I was at a lose for words she saw me and turned away. I could tell she was embarrassed humiliated even, I walked up to her and I grabbed her and pulled her in for a hug, she didn't even hesitate. To my surprise she buried her head into my chest, and I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her in. Something about this just felt so right in a wrong sort of way.