Ted walked into the hotel room. It was completely trashed. The bed was unmade, the sheets spilling off it. Clothes were strewn across the floor. The small couch had been tipped over to it's front. There was a chair thrown across the room. He knew it was thrown because it was far from the table it was supposed to stand at and it, too, was tipped over. One of it's legs was almost broken. When he turned, he noticed a medium-sized indent in the wall, like someone had punched it. "Kenny?" he called out after observing the damage. No one answered. He tried again. Still nothing. The only other place she could be was in the bathroom. He wrapped his palm around the brass doorknob and turned it. It was locked.
He knocked on the door. "Makena, open up! It's Ted!" he shouted.
He heard the lock click and he walked in. He found a tiny, but tall girl planted on the tile floor, her back against the wall and her long legs spread out in front of her. She quickly pulled them up to her chest. Ted looked at his best friend, worried about what was happening to her. She called him ten minutes ago hysterically crying. All he could make out from her phone call was that she needed him. He came as soon as his meeting was over.
"Kenny, what happened?" he needed to know as he bent down beside her.
When she finally looked up at him, he saw her eyes. They were weary and bloodshot from all the crying.
"We fought again," was all she could say.
Ted sighed. He hated seeing her like this. Makena was often a strong girl, always standing up for herself and being so confident. All that went away when she started dating Wade Barrett, leader of the most villainous faction yet, The Nexus.
"About what?" Ted wondered.
"That night," she said.
He instantly knew what she meant. A couple weeks ago, they were Boston. Wade had gotten angry with Makena because he found her dancing with another guy at a club they all went to after the show. He got so mad at her that actually called her a slut for dancing with a different man. Ever since then, he's brought it upon her whenever he needed to make her feel inferior to him and what not.
"How did that even come up? That should be history by now," Ted told her.
He heard her sniffling again. He put his arms around her shoulders and pulled her into his chest. He sighed when she hugged him back. He hated this. He hated how she was dating Wade, how he always snapped back angrily at her, how Ted would try to do something about it, but can't because his best friend begged him not to. He was the only one who could see it. That Makena wasn't herself since she started dating Wade. Her spirit wasn't as lively and her smiling face always looked weary because of the crying. Ted has never seen her cry so much in his entire life. It saddened him. Just then, a door slammed shut.
"Makena?" A thick English accent came about. "Makena?" He repeated when no one answered.
The bathroom door creaked open. Ted looked up and found his best friend's boyfriend staring down at them.
"Kens, can we please talk? I'm sorry I lashed out when you told me you were pregnant," Wade said.
Ted was surprised. He thought they were fighting about that night in Boston. He pulled apart from her. "You're pregnant?" he exclaimed.
She slowly nodded her head, then said, "Can you give us a minute, Teddy?" He hugged his best friend tight and kissed the top of her head before leaving. Wade closed the door behind him. He knelt down next to his girlfriend. "I love you, Makena and I'm so sorry about our fight. I shouldn't have been angry. I should be ecstatic to be having a child with you. I can't see starting a family with anyone else. Please forgive me. Give me just one more chance. I'm so sorry, Kens."
Makena didn't know what to do anymore. She was tired of Wade's attitude, but she honestly loved him to death. Without anymore thinking, she quickly forgave him and took him back like all the other times. Then he did something drastic.
"Makena, will you marry me?" Wade asked her.