Sometimes
Chapter 1: Now She's Gone
It was the first time in seven months and four days that John Cena had slept alone and he didn't like it. The cold pain of having to watch Alex walk out the door and out of his life was still fresh and raw. All the drinks from the mini bar hadn't helped ease it. He'd said everything to make her stay, everything he could think of. But it hadn't been enough. Alex had pulled her suitcase off the bed and said goodbye. It wasn't like she fell out of love with him, it wasn't like they drifted apart. John had ripped them apart by sleeping with someone else. Alex had found out in the worst way possible, backstage gossip that she'd overheard. When she'd confronted him John had fallen silent, that said it all. He'd begged for another chance, didn't cheaters always do that? But she wasn't intrested. Alex stopped right by the door, turned to him and said
"I need to be with someone who doesn't need another chance."
So now, Alexandra Springer was gone. He wasn't sure where. They say you don't know what you've got until it's gone and it was true. He'd never really paid attention to the way Alex would put her arms around him, but now she was there, the bed seemed very empty. He kept telling himself that maybe she'd call, and he got up to check his phone more then once. John had images of Alex dragging her suitcase down the streets, but he knew she was probably hauled up with one of the girl's. The million 'what if's' where already going around his head. John knew the only thing he could of done to make Alex stay was to have never slept with that girl, and he couln't turn back time. The worst part was still to come. Techincally it was still today, and today him and Alex had been together. Tomorrow was the day he had to go home and see all of her things scattered around the house like she would be back any second. John rolled over and pulled a pillow over his face.
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Torrie decided not to give Alex the cup, she didn't think her shaking hands would be able to hold it and instead set it down next to her. She wasn't making any noise, her head was hanging down at her shoulders where shaking. Torrie didn't know what to say, she hadn't consoled a broken hearted girlfriend since high school. She'd heard the rumours about John, who hadn't? But she never expected Alex to find out like this. She thought John would have the guts to tell her himself. It seemed not. Alex had turned up with a hand clamped over her mouth and a bag by her feet. She knew straight away.
"Do you think I made a mistake?" Alex asked, now looking Torrie in the eyes. "By leaving him?"
"He cheated on you."
"But I love him."
Torrie sighed and put an arm around her shoulders. "Do you really want to spend every night that you aren't together, wondering if he's with someone else?"
She didn't. Which women would? But hadn't Maury Povich said that you didn't have to dump someone just because they cheated, and why was Alex quoting Maury Povich suddenly? Alex lay down on the bed, pulled her knees up to her chest and started to cry. Sometimes you just had to walk away.
Chapter 1: Now She's Gone
It was the first time in seven months and four days that John Cena had slept alone and he didn't like it. The cold pain of having to watch Alex walk out the door and out of his life was still fresh and raw. All the drinks from the mini bar hadn't helped ease it. He'd said everything to make her stay, everything he could think of. But it hadn't been enough. Alex had pulled her suitcase off the bed and said goodbye. It wasn't like she fell out of love with him, it wasn't like they drifted apart. John had ripped them apart by sleeping with someone else. Alex had found out in the worst way possible, backstage gossip that she'd overheard. When she'd confronted him John had fallen silent, that said it all. He'd begged for another chance, didn't cheaters always do that? But she wasn't intrested. Alex stopped right by the door, turned to him and said
"I need to be with someone who doesn't need another chance."
So now, Alexandra Springer was gone. He wasn't sure where. They say you don't know what you've got until it's gone and it was true. He'd never really paid attention to the way Alex would put her arms around him, but now she was there, the bed seemed very empty. He kept telling himself that maybe she'd call, and he got up to check his phone more then once. John had images of Alex dragging her suitcase down the streets, but he knew she was probably hauled up with one of the girl's. The million 'what if's' where already going around his head. John knew the only thing he could of done to make Alex stay was to have never slept with that girl, and he couln't turn back time. The worst part was still to come. Techincally it was still today, and today him and Alex had been together. Tomorrow was the day he had to go home and see all of her things scattered around the house like she would be back any second. John rolled over and pulled a pillow over his face.
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Torrie decided not to give Alex the cup, she didn't think her shaking hands would be able to hold it and instead set it down next to her. She wasn't making any noise, her head was hanging down at her shoulders where shaking. Torrie didn't know what to say, she hadn't consoled a broken hearted girlfriend since high school. She'd heard the rumours about John, who hadn't? But she never expected Alex to find out like this. She thought John would have the guts to tell her himself. It seemed not. Alex had turned up with a hand clamped over her mouth and a bag by her feet. She knew straight away.
"Do you think I made a mistake?" Alex asked, now looking Torrie in the eyes. "By leaving him?"
"He cheated on you."
"But I love him."
Torrie sighed and put an arm around her shoulders. "Do you really want to spend every night that you aren't together, wondering if he's with someone else?"
She didn't. Which women would? But hadn't Maury Povich said that you didn't have to dump someone just because they cheated, and why was Alex quoting Maury Povich suddenly? Alex lay down on the bed, pulled her knees up to her chest and started to cry. Sometimes you just had to walk away.