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He walked into the locker room of Monday Night RAW. He was finally back on tv again and tonight was his first RAW since his comeback. He wasn't only excited about being there but he was excited about who he got to see. He was just getting his stuff set down when he heard the door open behind him.
"Long time no see, Barrett." A voice said from behind him. He turned around to see who had just entered the locker room, hoping it was a certain someone.
"Oh, hey Punk. I know I haven't been in the actual RAW locker room for quite a while." He said deflated at the sight of the WWE Champion. He turned back around to throw his bag in his locker.
"So, I heard your promo last week." Punk started before Wade held up a hand to silence him.
"Look, Punk, I really just want to go get some food and go and visit all the guys, so can we continue this conversation at a different time?" Wade asked as he lowered his hand.
"Sure. Welcome back by the way." Punk said as he turned and left the locker room. Wade sighed and sat down on the bench for a second. It was going to be a long night if it kept going like that. He got up and walked out of his locker room that who knows he was sharing with tonight. He walked the short distance to catering and gathered some food on his plate. He finished gathering food and looked around catering to see who he could sit with. He saw Justin sitting with Tyson, Nattie, Heath, and Hornswoggle at one table. Cody was sitting at another with Ted, and Randy. Dolph was sitting with Zack, Jack, Vickie, Epico, Primo, and Rosa. On the other side of the room Alberto was sitting with Ricardo, Drew, Rey, and Sin Cara. Sheamus was sitting in the back of the room cracking jokes with Bryan, AJ, and Punk. Johnny Curtis was sitting in the corner opposite everyone else with Kaitlyn, Derrick, and Santino. Wade really didn't know where he wanted to try to sit so he weighed his options. If he sat by Punk, he might try to restart the conversation that he had tried to start earlier, but if he sat by Drew and them, he'd have to here complaining in both English and Spanish and who knows what other languages, so both of those were out. Derrick and them were too weird for him so there went that option. He really didn't want to deal with Dolph and that crew right now so that left him with Randy and his table or Justin and his group. He would have a greater chance of running into the one person he wanted to if he sat with Randy, but that would be if the person even came into catering during the night. He decided to go sit with Justin and them.
"Hey Wade! What's up dude? I haven't seen you in months." Justin said as Wade approached their table.
"Not too much, Justin. Do you mind if I sit with you guys?" Wade said as he reached the table.
"No, sit down. And I doubt that you haven't been up to much." Justin said as Wade took his seat. He was sitting now inbetween Justin and Hornswoggle.
"Well, you do have a point. In my time off I did shoot a movie and went home for a bit." Wade said as he started to eat his food.
"And grew a beard!" Nattie said as she looked up from her plate and saw the hair on Wade's face.
"Oh, yeah, that too." Wade said as he shrugged.
"What is with everyone growing beards around here? Heath's attempting at one, Punk, Sheamus, and I all have our under control, Randy recently shaved his off, I have a feeling Ted is trying to grow his back out, Curtis has a bit of scruff, Bryan's is as unruly as ever, Show recently shaved his off, Damien's is creepy. And now you have one too." Justin said as he flung his hands up in the air in frustation.
"Don't forget that Evan's grown one too!" Cody called over from his table. Randy's head hit the table, hard, at that. He must not like that fact that Evan grew a beard in his time off.
"Him too?! Ugh!" Justin said frustratedly.
"Wait who is this Damien guy?" Wade asked as he realized that a name that had been said didn't ring a bell in his head.
"Oh, he's newer, if you ask some people, he rips you off. But his gimmick is to be the 'intellectual savior of the masses' and that blah blah blah." Justin explained.
"I see, if he gets on my nerves, I won't hesitate to punch him in the face then." Wade said as he looked down at his plate. It was already half gone.
"You've missed a lot in your absence." Justin said as he looked around the catering area.
"Such as?" Wade asked.
"Well, if you didn't think I was serious when I told you around Mania time that I was going to be on a new tag team, I am for surely now. Tyson and I have teamed up and are going to call ourselves International Airstrike. Um, Del Rio has been trying to get the championship from Sheamus for at least four months now. Miz holds the intercontinental title. A newer guy named Antonio Cesaro is the US champ. Kofi and Truth are the tag champs and have been for quite a while. Cena is still in the running for the WWE title, even though he failed to cash in his money in the bank contract. And Dolph is the other money in the bank winner." Justin explained. Wade had to try to not show any change in emotion when Justin mentioned the one man's name.
"That all?" Wade asked as he looked at Tyson, Nattie, Heath, and Hornswoggle.
"Pretty much so.. wait no, Heath got his ass handed to him by not only a bunch of legends but also Lita." Justin added.
"I didn't need to be reminded again, Justin." Heath said as he sent a glare at Justin.
"Uh-oh lover's spat." Tyson joked. Justin just turned to him with a hurt expression.
"We are not together, how many times do I have to tell you!?" Heath exploded and left the table.
"I thought-" Wade started to say before Justin cut him off.
"We were on and off during the Nexus and Corre, but then after that, mostly when our tag team broke up, we stopped dating each other entirely. He moved on rather fast." Justin said obviously upset by the subject.
"Shit, I didn't know. The way you two have been acting around each other I just guessed. I'm sorry man." Tyson said quickly.
"It's okay, dude. You didn't know so its not your fault, you were just trying to make a joke. It's Heath who over reacted." Justin said as he wiped at the tears that had welled up in his eyes.
"If you don't mind me asking, who is he with now?" Wade asked softly.
"He should have stormed off to him so look around." Justin said simply. Wade raised an eyebrow but looked around anyways. His jaw nearly hit the floor once he saw who it was that Heath had run to.
"He's with Sheamus?" Wade asked in complete shock. Justin just sniffled and gave a nod.
"Well what the hell?" Tyson asked abruptly. Justin's head shot up and gave Tyson a puzzled look.
"What?" Justin asked wanting to know what was on his tag partner's mind.
"I could have sworn that Sheamus was with Punk or Evan." Tyson said as he looked over his shoulder at Heath and Sheamus.
"I'm not sure if he was with Punk, but he can't have been with Ev, Randy would have murdered him. And apparently Punk is with someone else now." Wade said as he glanced over at Randy, who still had his head on his table and looked as miserable as ever. He then looked to Sheamus and Heath. Heath had taken the seat right next to him and Sheamus had his arm around him in a protective manner.
"So off of this subject, any of you scheduled for tonight?" Hornswoggle asked trying to lighten the darkening mood of the table.
"I'm not, which is weird if you ask me." Wade replied.
"I'm not either, but they rarely put me on tv anymore." Justin said as he put his head back down.
"We are for once. But we don't get to win. I have to get squashed by Del Rio and Nattie has to be in a 6 diva tag match." Tyson said with a shrug.
"It's just because we are in Canada and they have Bret here tonight, that's the only reason why we are getting tv time." Nattie said as she got up to leave. Tyson got up almost immediately afterwards.
"I'll catch up with you later, Justin. See you guys later." Tyson said as he and Nattie left the catering area.
"I should probably get going too. See ya." Hornswoggle said as he left as well. Wade and Justin were the two left at the table now.
"So, do you think you can tell me the true story of what happened between you and Heath now or do you want to wait?" Wade asked in a soft voice as to not be overheard.
"I'd like to wait a bit longer, if you don't mind." Justin replied as he looked up.
"Fine with me, I just would like to know what happened at some point because I actually care about you." Wade said as he finished off his plate. Justin nodded and looked around catering real quick.
"Don't look now, but your favorite person just walked in the doors." Justin said as he lifted the corners of his mouth at the sudden expression change on Wade's face. Wade resisted the urge to turn around and look at the man who had just walked into catering.
"I'll see and talk to him in a few, currently we were talking about you." Wade said as he looked straight at Justin.
"And I was about to switch it to you anyways. Did you get to see him during your time off at all?" Justin asked as he looked away from the doors of catering and towards Wade.
"A couple of times, yes, but that's all. Once when I was at a raw before my movie started filming and then night after Extreme Rules, but after that I didn't get to see him at all." Wade explained in a hushed tone.
"I see, by the way, I believe he is on his way over here right now." Justin said as he watched the Brit try so hard to not turn and look. "I give you props for showing no interest when I've mentioned him this whole time." Justin added with a chuckle.
"I try hard to keep him coming back for more." Wade said as said man came up behind him. Wade just kept looking at Justin and ignoring the man behind him.
"Hey, Cena. What's up?" Justin asked the man who now stood behind Wade. Wade refused to turn around and acknowledge his existence.
"I came to grab Wade, someone higher up needs to talk to him about what's planned for tonight and this week and all." John said to Justin. Wade could practically hear the annoyance at him dripping in John's voice.
"Okay. I guess I'll talk to you later than Wade. See you." Justin said as Wade got up but still ignored Cena.
"See you later, Justin." Wade said as he walked towards to doors to exit catering. John just stared after him with a mix of anger and shock on his face.
"Is he?" Was all that he could muster before looking at Justin for an answer.
"Purposely ignoring you? I don't know. Just go after him and ask." Justin said as he made shooing motions at Cena.
"Thanks. See you." John replied and hurried after Wade. John walked out of catering and looked around for Wade. He caught a glimpse of him turning the corner towards the spot where the guy on creative had asked John to go get Wade. John slowed his pace so that he could try to hear the conversation between the two men.
"We aren't going to put you in a match this week, and next week we will have you on RAW." The guy from creative said. Wade looked at him like he was retarded.
"So you are telling me that I will be wrestling one match a week, when you can tell that these fans want to see my face around here a lot more than that?" Wade asked not pleased with his booking.
"The fans will be able to handle it just fine, we have you doing a promo on Smackdown. They can get their fill then." The guy said with a flip of his hand, as if he was waving off the importance of this meeting.
"So seeing as I'm not one of the poster boys, I get screwed out of matches and get downgraded to promos?" Wade asked, anger and frustration apparent in his voice.
"That is not the way it is at all." The guy from creative said with a suddenly serious face.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, sure whatever. I'll go pack up my crap now, seeing as I don't need it." Wade said with a scowl as he turned and left the guy standing there. Wade rolled his eyes as he turned the corner only to run into a brick wall of a person and fall to the ground.
"Watch where you're going." The voice said for a moment before it realized who had knocked been over. "Oh! Wade, its only you. So how'd your little meeting go?" The ever happy voice of John Cena came from underneath Wade's chest. Wade wasn't in the mood to be around Cena right now at all.
"Hn." Wade simply replied as he got up and stormed off towards his locker room. John got up and watched him leave. His expression changed from hurt to pissed in under three seconds. John ran after Wade to find the Brit turning solemnly into his locker room. John waited a moment before going to the door and entering the locker room. The room was empty except for Wade and himself.
"What the hell is wrong with you, Barrett?" John asked, livid as he closed and locked the door behind him. Wade flinched at Cena's harsh tone.
"I'm upset if you must know." Wade replied simply yet very coldly. He didn't plan on speaking to John more than that. He was still mad at John for ignoring him the entire time between Extreme Rules and his return to the road. But he was livid at John for not saying word one to him in the whole month that he's been back on the road.
"Why are you upset?" John asked in a soft tone as he moved to sit on the bench next to Wade. Wade rolled his eyes. He huffed and ignored Cena once again and continued to throw his things in his bag.
"Answer me, why are you upset?" John said asserting a bit of dominance this time. Wade just rolled his eyes again and threw one of his boots into his bag a little harder then he had wanted to.
"AGH!" Cena cried before he roughly grabbed Wade by the right arm and hurled him onto the wall. Wade glared at him.
"What?!" Wade said, venom nearly dripping off his words. John glared back, clearly tired of Wade's shitty attitude.
"Don't what me like that. Answer my fucking question. Why are you so fucking upset and who caused it?" John said venom dripping from his words as well.
"You really want to know?" Wade asked as his voice dropped into a very low and harsh tone.
"Enlighten me." Cena said sarcastically.
"I'm pissed at creative for being assholes. And oh yeah and I'm livid with you." Wade said as he jerked his arm out of Cena's grip with a pissed off scowl on his face. Wade took off his other boot and literally chucked it at his bag.
"What the fuck did I do?" Cena asked as he got right up into Wade's face. Wade glared holes through Cena.
"Let's see, John. We haven't talked since that night after Extreme Rules. I have been back on the road a full month and you haven't made one attempt to contact me, talk to me, anything. I haven't heard word one from you in over 5 months and now you think that now that I'm back on tv that you can pretend I exist again. I'm not going to stand for this shit." Wade said as he grabbed his bag and zipped it harshly. He started to walk to the door, getting more upset that John hadn't stopped him yet, when an arm grabbed his right arm, again.
"I'm sorry that I am fucking busy as hell. Being the face of this company isn't a fucking walk in the damn park. I have been booked out my ass for quite a while." John nearly shouted as he turned Wade around and pushed his against the door of the locker room.
"Bullshit. You could have made time. Even a fucking phone call would have been sufficent but no. Not even one of those, no texts or emails either. I haven't had contact with you in too long. I'm tired of it." Wade said as he glared holes through Cena, pure hatred coursing through his veins right now.
"You should know by now that I cannot say no to this fucking company, its impossible. It doesn't help that I needed the extra money that they were giving me. I am currently going through a fucking divorce right now, remember? And I was working on something special for us, too. But I doubt you'd like it or want it now." John said anger coating his voice.
"You know what John, I don't even think you care about this relationship anymore. You couldn't take a few minutes out if your day to text me or call me. I think we need to break up if you obviously are too busy for a relationship." Wade said as he moved out of John's grip again and unlocked the door and left the locker room. Realization hit John like a brick wall punching you in the gut. He had just lost the one man that meant everything to him.
