*I don't own WWE, Kane or any of the superstars mentioned in this story
*Jennifer Huber, however, is mine
*Rated T for language
This is written solely for entertainment purposes only
Jennifer awoke from another dreamless slumber, her body spread out across the small hotel bed in which she was staying. The vibrant sun was making its way through the thin material of the curtains, causing her to shield her face from the unwanted light. As she was deciding the best plan to avoid the light as much as possible, another thought struck her. "Kane…?", she spoke softly, her voice muffled by the soft cotton of the pillow. When there was no answer, she lifted her face from the pillow, shifting her body to the left. He wasn't there, again. Jen sat up, stifling a yawn as she raked her hand through her auburn hair. This wasn't unusual, per say, but not what she wanted to wake up to.
For the past five years, she had been with the man everyone called the 'devil's favorite demon', now known as the 'corporate lackey', off screen. Saying their relationship was perfect was an understatement; it was far from perfect, and had been tested on numerous occasions. These past few months had been different though, Jen noticed the way Kane would look at her, with lust and longing in his eyes, but when she would approach him and try to get them to do something a little romantic, he would shy away and fall into something akin to a depression. Jen knew better than to let him allow his inner demons to suffocate him, but when she went to talk to him, he refused to speak to her.
The bed made a soft 'thump' as Jen fell back against it, a drawn out sigh escaping her lips as she grabbed her phone off the bedside table. She checked her messages, and was quick to open the one from Kane. Her face dropped when she read the same thing he had been sending her almost every day, "Jen, I didn't want to wake you, so I took off earlier this morning. I'll see you at the event tonight. –K". Tears started forming in her eyes, for months she had fallen asleep alone, only to wake up sometimes in the middle of the night and see a large 7' frame snoring peacefully, but wake up hours later to an empty bed and an unemotional text. She checked the time; the event didn't start for another 10 hours, she wouldn't have to be there for at least 8 hours. Being part of the athletic training crew, she had to get there with enough time to check in on everyone's condition. Her job was amazing; she loved the chance to meet, travel and form bonds with various superstars and employees of the WWE. She had no clue she would have caught the eye of Kane, let alone be in a relationship with him!
Her musing was cut short when her phone started buzzing, after looking at the name on the screen she eagerly answered, "Hi Kane!" "Uh, hey Jen" uh-oh, there was that dull tone she had become accustomed to. "How are you?" "Fine." "Are you at the arena?" "Yes." "Aren't you there a bit early?" "No." "Oh, well what do you need?" "I ju- I just wanted to see if you were busy or doing anything." "Well, no, I just woke up, I was going to head to the gym then head to the are-." She was cut off by his incoherent mumbling, and he quickly spoke up, "I will see you then. Goodbye." And before she could comprehend what happened, he had hung up. She threw her phone to the ground in a fit of anger, what the hell was his problem? Jen sat up, and started racking her brain for an explanation as to why he was being so closed off and distant. Did WWE have an issue with their relationship? As far as Jen knew, everyone in the locker room knew how close they were. Was he mad at her? She got out of bed and started getting dressed to head to the gym when a thought stopped her dead in her tracks. Did he find someone else? Jen was a confidant woman, always ready to take the risk and the challenge, she was adventurous and bold, and her personality was the opposite of Kane's in some aspects, which led them to have fun when they were out together or when they were in bed. They clicked immediately, which is why they lasted as long as they did. The odds of him finding someone else were tossed to the back of her mind as she grabbed her bag and headed to the gym.