I don't own any WWE character, I don't own the song either. I mixed a few songs in this one.
I rewrote it to make it into a three shot.
You are his favorite song.
But the play list ain't the same since you've been gone.
It's been over a month without one word to one another. After the shows she would do anything to avoid him. They stayed in the same hotel but on opposite ends. After shows John would go to his room and not come out. He would wait for the phone to ring but it's the same thing everyday no ring at all. He hears her voice when he sleeps at night, that isn't even right. Right now he wishes he could press rewind to hear the words he said and change the lines. He would do anything to see her one more time. The pain he was feeling with out her was unbearable. He knows no one should be feeling this no matter what they've done. The feeling of losing the person you love the most felt like breathing without a soul. He could do anything to fix this and take back everything he did wrong. Then he'd press fast forward to what could have been if he didn't offend her by playing with her heart.
She was the most important thing in his life. She had his heart from the every start. He couldn't lie he was in love. Not matter what he did he couldn't get her off his mind. It drove him crazy missing her. She was everything a man could ask for. She was the laid back type, she didn't mind getting dirty, she enjoyed playing and watching sports. He enjoyed when they had small fights over who was better the Red Soxs or the Yankees. She would always win since she would pout and he couldn't help but kiss her.
A girl like that didn't come around everyday. She would make everything better. She could bring out the best in him. For her he would train harder, take care of himself better, dress a little better, even walk a little better. She was the closet thing to heaven he had found. He loved the feeling of her, it was like a touch of an angel. She was his favorite song.
But the play list ain't the same since she's gone. The music isn't the same when they were apart. He doesn't even care to listen now. She ran away when she found out he did her wrong. But all he wants to do is sing along to his favorite song.
He couldn't even blame her for anything. Every time he would stay out with his friends they would get into a fight. All she wanted to do was talk but he was too drunk to care so he begin shouting. She would get piss at him for shouting so she would yell. He knew he was wrong for staying out late with his homeboys instead of being home. The arguments would get so loud he could just walk out on her fixing nothing. But right now he wishes he could take it all back. But the arguments weren't what make her leave.
His biggest fear is no longer hearing-
His favorite song.
He doesn't even remember that night clearly. All he did was out back out to the bar. He kept drinking and drinking. He had felt some guilt over fighting with her but that didn't stop the drinks from coming. He remembers taking to someone, one of his ex. But then it all blacks out until the next morning. The next morning he remember perfectly. That was the day she walked out on him.
*_*_*_*Flashbacks*_*_*_*
John slowly got up from his bed when he heard knocks. He grabbed a towel to cover himself up.
He smiled when he opened the door, there she was.
"Hey." She said quietly.
He still hadn't remember the fight from last night. All he knew was he had this huge hungover that was giving him the biggest headache ever.
"Hey." He replied with a smile leaning down to kiss her.
"John,come back to bed." They both heard a woman's voice. He stopped dead in his tracks.
Jasmine pushed the door open. A red head was naked on John's bed. Tears were forming in her eyes. She looked at the woman and back at John. John wasn't sure how the woman was there. He did recognize her. But his main concern was how to explain this to the woman in front of him.
"Jas-"
"Don't" Jasmine had stopped him. She didn't want any excuses. She had told him cheating was the one thing she wouldn't take.
"Please let me explain. You can't let go of what we have." He began.
"Of what we had. Just act like we never happen." She turned around.
"Jazz." He grabbed a shoulder. She turned around and slapped him tears running down her cheek.
"Don't you ever touch me." She pushed him and ran down the hall.
*_*_*_*Flashbacks Ends*_*_*_*
That was the last time she spoken to him. He still can't understand how he could break the heart that loved him. With one mistake he threw away his life, he sacrificed so much. Those tears she cried are there in his memories. He wishes he could undone everything and take the pain away. He let down the one who was always there for him. But he knew there was no way she could hate him more then he hates himself. He also knew they deserve another chance before they start over with somebody else.
He's hurt cause you're not around.
And he can't hear the sound.
She laid down on her bed tried, acting as if there was nothing wrong really could wear you out. Every morning she would put on a fake smile and act her normal self. But deep down inside she was dying inside knowing he cheated. They had promised each other forever but he took forever away. She hadn't told no one the real reason they broke up. When they asked why she just shrug. People kept telling her that John wasn't okay but she would change the subject. She wanted to forget, to move on but she couldn't let go.
At night when her roommate, Mickie, was sleeping she would cry. She wondered why he could cheat, what did she do wrong. She was thankful that Mickie was a heavy sleeper and would never know. When she went to work she at all cost avoid him. She got the person who books the hotel rooms to keep them away from each other. She was tearing herself up inside not being with him. Her heart was telling her to go to him but her brain was screaming stay away.
"Jasmine?" Asked Mickie.
"What's up?" She asked turning around.
"What did he do?"
"Nothing, now drop it." She hated when people kept asking.
"Whatever he did-"
"Shut up Mick." She interrupted.
"Just listen."
"No." Jasmine put a pillow over her head.
"Whatever he did to make you cry. Ask yourself is it worth losing what you had."
Was it worth it, no it wasn't. Jasmine hated the fact the Mickie was right. She got up frustrated, she put on shoes and a hoodie.
"I'm going to get a drink." She told Mickie as she headed for the door.
"You should call him, try to work it." Mickie shouted as Jasmine slam the door shut.
Jasmine wasn't leaving the hotel, she was still in her pajamas. She walked around looking for the soda machine. She didn't want to go back to the room, Mickie was right. She was too busy thinking everything through she didn't notice someone was watching her.
He could have notice her a mile away. Even with the hoodie covering her face, he knew her. She was just aimlessly walking around. This was his now or never chance. She walked into a room leaving the door open. He quietly walked up behind her. He had missed the smell of strawberries that came of her. He cleared his throat. She stood there frozen, she hadn't notice the scent of Diesel. She refused to turn around.
"Please." His voice cracked as he spoke.
Guilt filled through her, she slowly turned around but took a step back. She felt the tears coming, he looked like a mess. There was bags under his eyes, his clothes were all messed up.
"What?" She asked.
"Can I explain?" She shook her head.
"The show is over John. You had me going for a while, I actually thought you loved me." It wasn't her heart speaking, her hearted wanted to hear him.
Hurt filled through him, he always showed her how much he loved her. Now she was throwing it all in his face, ripping his heart up.
"You know she meant nothing. You're the one the holds my heart." He stepped closer to her.
"I don't want to hear it." She tried to step to the side to get to the door. He grabbed her and made her look him in the eyes.
"I was a fool, I got too drunk. I don't even remember it. And deep down you're hurting as bad as me being away from each other."
She tried to move but he kept his hold on her. She could see the truth in his eyes, she didn't want to believe him. Tears ran down her cheeks. They were both hurting not being able to be around her. They both loved each other and the heart never lies.
"Let me go." She hissed, she was scared of getting hurt again.
"Baby I can't let you go, I rather die." He said giving it a deeper meaning.
"Stay away from me." She shook her head looking down.
"She was someone I use to date, I was drinking. I felt guilty over fighting with you but I kept drinking. Then everything blacks out until you came knowing on the door." He began trying to explain it to her. She didn't want to hear it and she did the only thing that would shut him up just for a while. She took a deep breath and crashed her lips into him. He was caught off guard but he didn't mind his head went to her face trying to bring her closer.
Once she felt his hand on her face she pushed herself off him and ran. He was stunned after what just happen. She ran as fast as she could back to her room crying. He was yelling after her as he ran right behind her. She opened and closed the door as fast as she could. The tears were coming down harder, she leaned against it bringing her knees to her chest. He stood there hands on the door just listening to her cry. His own tears began coming down. He wanted to take that pain away, anything so she would stop crying and be his again.
He didn't care people passing him by just looking at him. A few people just shook their heads at him. He would wait there forever only to talk her. He softly knocked on the door. Inside Mickie just looked at her room mate. Jasmine shook her head as he kept knocking on the door. "Open." Mickie mouthed it. She shook her head and Mickie sighed it. Jasmine got up and wrote on paper and handed it to Mickie. John froze when the door slightly opened but frowned when he saw Mickie with a sad smile.
"I'm sorry John but she-" Mickie began.
"Please Mick, I know I can make it better." He put his hand on the door but she shook her head no.
"She told me that was your final goodbye." John looked down and shook his head no.
"Mick."
"John, just keep fighting for her." She whispered the last part before closing the door. John stayed there for a while until walking back to his room.
"He's dying inside, all he wants is you." Said Mickie as Jasmine laid down and looked the other day. She prayed days like this would just never happen again.
He was ready to go to war for her because she was his everything. He'll be damned if their love died because of him.
Listen baby, You're his favorite song.
