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A/N: Three cheers for my shortest story title ever. LOL. You'll understand it as you read. I decided to make another Mr. Kennedy/Melina fic, because I just love them. I'm also starting to like Mr. Kennedy/Mickie James after their mixed tag match on Raw this past week. I'm starting to think I ship Mr. Kennedy with a bunch of Divas. . He's just the kind of person who is interesting with anybody because of his personality. I can't really explain it, so...on with the story! Just a little side-note, this fic has nothing to do with 'Corrupt Little Butterfly', it's its own little story.
Disclaimer: I don't own the WWE or any of the Superstars who appear in this story.
Summary: Ken had given Melina more than Dave ever had, but she still went back to him. While Ken and Melina struggle to maintain an awkward friendship, Ken has to deal with unreciprocated feelings of regret, or so he thinks. Kennedy x Melina x Batista
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"So, that's it? She just went back to Dave just like that?" Adam Copeland, better known as the WWE Superstar Edge, asked the man who was finally regaling him as well as others with the story of the girl who got away.
Ken Anderson, A.K.A. Mr. Kennedy, nodded and sat down opposite him, while the rest of the pack joined them at the table. They were in the canteen of the Staples' Center of Los Angeles, preparing for yet another edition of Monday Night Raw. Los Angeles just so happened to be the hometown of said girl who got away.
"Did she give you a reason?" Randy Orton asked, genuinely interested in his friend's love life.
"Said she wanted to try to be friends with me. She didn't think I was 'relationship material', whatever the hell that means," Ken replied, crossing his arms on the table. Jeff Hardy scoffed at this.
"What the hell ever, man. You gave her everything she wanted. Plus, Dave can be a real asshole. It's only a matter of time before she comes running back to you," he said, to which Ken shook his head.
"I don't think so. I've seen her a few times and she looks fine. Happy, I mean," he lamented, correcting himself rather quickly.
"Yeah, I'm sure you meant happy," Randy chuckled, swatting Ken on the back.
Normally, he would've laughed with Randy, but instead, he just sighed sadly. Everyone knew that he hadn't been himself since he and Melina had split up.
"Guess she didn't leave soon enough. She stayed around long enough to warp my brain into actually caring about her, and then she left with some half-ass excuse," he spat, clenching his fists in a silent and secret rage.
"So, she hurt you," Jeff concluded, acting as the in-touch-with-his-feelings member of the group they knew him to be.
"No, I'm not hurt," Ken shot back, not wanting his pride or reputation damaged by admitting it.
"Of course you are. She was more than just a pretty face to you. You were in love with her, and you still are," Jeff continued, and the rest of the guys knew he would keep prodding Ken until he got mad and left the table.
"No, I'm not..." Ken chuckled, before trailing off to actually think about what Jeff had said.
"Well, if you won't admit it to us, then I know damn well you never told Melina you loved her. That right there is what made her go back to Dave," Randy joined in, resting his chin atop his hand.
"I never told her because I never loved her," Ken retorted, becoming very annoyed by his friends, which happened at an alarming rate.
"There's a difference between not telling her because you don't love her, and not telling her because you're afraid she'll think you're a pussy. Either option would have screwed you over, but we all know it was the second one," Adam laughed, ceasing holding back his true opinion.
"You guys are pissing me off," Ken exclaimed, before finally deciding he'd had enough and getting up. He heard his fellow Superstars laughing behind him, but he continued his beeline for the hallway.
He opened the door to the canteen and walked right into another person. He was just about to go ape on the person, yelling at them to watch where they were going, but he saw a thicket of curly, bright red hair, and instantly halted himself.
Before him stood the object of the conversation he'd just had: Melina Perez. He looked straight into her eyes, before quickly looking at the floor, not daring to look back. She smiled at him with the smile he used to love for its burning quality, but now hated for the same reason.
To be honest, it hurt like hell to see her. His eyes started at her shoes, and traveled all the way back up to the top of her head. Every inch of her skin, the taste of her lip gloss and the smell of her shampoo...they were all engraved in his memory, not to be lost for a second, much to his dismay.
He hated thinking about her, and yet he did it all the time. He couldn't shake the regret of all the things she'd deserved to hear, but that he had never told her. He could've prevented her from leaving if he had really tried, but what about her?
She had done many things wrong in their relationship as well. She talked about Dave constantly and remained close with him, though she knew it made Ken uncomfortable. She would always compare the Green Bay native to the Animal, and Dave usually won.
Melina broke his thoughts by finally speaking, hoping to herself that it would vaporize the tension, but it only made it worse.
"Um...hi Ken," she greeted him quietly, fidgeting with her fingers distractedly.
"Hey, Mel..." Ken said back, not knowing where the conversation would lead, and a bit hesitant of continuing it at all. Melina giggled, in a way that turned his insides to chewing gum. He hated it when she laughed. Well...actually, he hated that he loved it.
"Hey now. You know you're not supposed to call me that. That's Dave's nickname for me," she teased him. Uh-oh. Big, big mistake.
Ken looked bowled over by her joke, and he didn't give a damn if she was being serious or not. It was those kind of things that sent Ken into a storm of vehemence.
"Excuse me? Hell no. I gave you that nickname, and I'd appreciate it if you told your big, bad 'roid head of a boyfriend to stop calling you that. I reserve the right to call you that. You could at least let me have that since you took everything else," Ken yelled at her, which ended with her having tears in her eyes and her mouth wide open in shock.
Shockingly, this was how most of their conversations ended. Her crying, and him feeling like he had been kicked repeatedly in the stomach for making her cry.
"I was only joking with you. And what the hell are you talking about? What did I ever take from you?!" She screamed back at him. She wasn't too shy to get just as loud as him.
"You! You took you away from me. And it pisses me off, because now you're inside my head all the time and you completely destroyed my ability to think straight!" Ken shot back, inching closer to her face in order to intimidate her. It didn't work, just as he expected.
"Well, maybe I would've stayed with you if you had acted like you actually wanted me around! You were always with your friends and you didn't give a damn about me!" Melina shrieked, her Latina fire erupting in her voice.
"That's a lie and you know it! I loved you," Ken argued, his tone softening after he realized what he'd said. Everything he had denied to his friends minutes earlier...it was all true, and he hadn't even known it until he saw her again.
"Well, you had a very odd way of showing it. You never once told me you loved me while we were together," Melina stated, her voice calming down as well, most likely from the shock of his affirmation.
"Because I didn't wanna lose focus of everything else...I didn't wanna get so into you that I just gave up on everything else," Ken replied, almost as though he were thinking to himself in a confused manner.
"I should've came before everything else. I should've been most important," Melina said, crossing her arms in a defensive way.
"Well, hopefully Dave will cow tow to your every whim, because I'm done trying to please you. Forget about friendship or even being pleasant every time we see each other. I love you too damn much to pretend I support you with someone else, especially that asshole," Ken responded, an ardor burning in his eyes that Melina had never seen before. She gaped at him, as he passed by her with a swift stride, bumping her shoulder lightly as he went.
Those words...the look in his eyes. She had never seen him so passionate. Had she made a mistake?
She felt a presence behind her, and she turned her head to see Mickie James standing there. She had just emerged from the canteen, and Melina could tell by Mickie's expression that she'd heard the whole ordeal.
"Damn, girl. Why in the hell did you leave him?" Mickie implored, staring down the hall at Ken, who was still walking.
"I...don't know," Melina answered honestly, her eyes dropping to the floor pensively.
"Soo...he's single now, right?" Mickie inquired, standing akimbo.
Melina gave her friend a cold stare and a loud sigh, before turning around and continuing the route to her destination: the canteen.
A/N: OOOH. The drama. You could cut it with a knife. I only just decided to add the part with Mickie at the end. I thought it was funny, personally. This fic just kinda flowed from me easily, unlike 'Corrupt Little Butterfly', thank goodness. I want you all to know that I don't hate 'Corrupt Little Butterfly', I just had a hard time writing it. I like the finished product xD
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