A/N :I'm bored so here's a part 2

After the end of the match, You and John Cena talked for a while.

The conversation started out friendly before getting... dirty...

Out of nowhere, he picked you up and carried you out of the building. You struggled against his grip, startled. You hadn't expected to be picked up.

He ran all the way to a hotel. You couldn't see the name, but if you could you would know where things were going. The hotel name was Hotel 69.

He ran all the way to the reception desk and got a room. The reception lady handed over the essentials, including a condom.

He sprinted away and the lady hollered behind you two, "BE SAFE!"

You were scared. There was only one thing that could mean. Sex. You weren't sure you were ready, but all of your doubts faded away when you remembered that John was the man you loved. He wouldn't hurt you.

He ran to your room and put the key in the door. He ran in and slammed you down on the bed. He didn't say a word.

You say unsure, "Is this..? Are we really going to..?"

He nodded, and quickly stripped you of your clothes before removing his own, leaving you two naked.

You stared at his chest amazed. He had a 67-pack of abs. You weren't sure if this was real life because is a 67-pack even possible?

He leaned down, attacking your mouth violently. He was very grabby.

He touched you in places you've never been touched before. Everything was passionate, and it
left you breathless.

Then everything clicked. He got you into position but then you screamed out, "WAIT! IM NOT READY!"

He stopped, but glared at you. He wanted the booty.

You apologized, "I'm sorry but like,, I actually just met you like an hour ago."

He shrugged, "So?"

You said exasperated, "So?! I'm not losing my virginity to a guy I just met! If I wanted that, I would've went to Tinder!"

[Ending 1: nonconsensual]
He growled, "You don't own me! You can't tell me what to do, loser!"

He then ignored your protests, and had his way with you.

You were in your own hotel room the next morning with a note left on your bedside.
'Haha sucker'.

You cried before reporting everything to the show Jerry Springer. You were going to bring John Cena down.

[Bad Ending]
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[Ending 2: He stops]

He realized his mistake and began to apologize. He gave you his number and put his clothes back on.

He told you to call him tomorrow and that he was leaving so you could relax.

You smiled, clothes back on lying on your bed. You almost had a bad encounter but now you two were stronger.

You were in love, and he was too.
[Better Ending]
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I have no idea why I wrote this. Please don't stab me with pitchforks thanks mate.