For the last ten minutes, Eve was staring unbelievingly without removing her eyes from the computer screen, as if she hoped that what she was reading would disappear or it would turn out to be that her eyes were making some sick little jokes.

Alas, the pictures she had seen, revealed that it was real and very true.

The comments and all written there stuck straight into her heart relentlessly. She couldn't stop the tears forming in her eyes. Her hands were shaking, and her heart was beating like crazy in her chest trying to jump out of her body. Her vision started to blur slightly, tears were just too much. She didn't even need to read anymore her head started spinning with the headline JOHN CENA DATING NIKKI BELLA?

"Hey Eve!" Vicky Guerrero's voice startled her, "There you are."

With a quick movement, Eve managed to close the laptop, before Vicky could see what she was reading.

Unfortunately, she couldn't hide the tears pooled in her eyes.

"Oh?" Vicky confused seeing her, "You ok?" She asked concerned.

"Uh..sorry," Eve brushed her tears away," I just read some sad story and I became emotional… "

"Are you sure? You look pretty upset," Vicky doubted examining her.

"It's nothing really," Eve assured her, "Tell me, what's up?" She hurried to change the subject.

"They are calling us for the flight," Vicky informed her.

"Oh?" Eve exclaimed surprised.

She was so focused on her computer that she had missed the last call for their flight, "Thank you, Vicky. "

"It's ok. Come on, let's go," Vicky said as she smiled at her.

"Yeah," Eve agreed as she picked up her things quickly. She put her laptop in her bag, swung it over her shoulder, and walked towards the gate to get in the airplane together with the rest of the wrestlers. She needed to take her seat as soon as possible, because her legs were too weak and she couldn't stand on her feet. It hurt so much reading this and seeing the pictures of Nikki and John together. Not that she had the right to judge John. They weren't a couple or anything. It was just that they had been spending a lot of time together recently, and he had paid a lot of attention to her. John had asked her out one week ago and he said he liked her very much and that he wanted to be with her. Eve couldn't believe John could actually do this to her. He had given her all the sweet words while he had been with Nikki…..Nikki Bella of all people. Of course, Eve had heard many stories about John and all his adventures with different divas, but she had never trusted all this shit. Or she just didn't want to believe it. Furthermore, after John's divorce, all the divas started paying more attention to the face of WWE but he had chosen Eve as he wanted to spend any free minute with her.

And suddenly those pictures!

Eve felt her eyes begin to burn again, tears were threatening to escape once again. He had stolen her breath, crushed her heart, and now she was bleeding. She had to be firm and not to allow the emotions to take control and overwhelm her.

Finally, they boarded the airplane and the only thought in her head now was how she was going to close her eyes, and put on her headphones, losing herself in the music and forget about the world and mostly, forget about John Felix Anthony Cena.

She prayed there would be no one sitting next to her, because she couldn't deal with anyone at this moment. She reached her seat next to the window, seeing that the aisle seat was already taken by Ricardo Rodriguez.

"Hi Eve," He greeted her with a wide smile, "It looks like we are going to spend this flight together."

"Yes," She smiled back slightly.

She preferred to be alone, but Ricardo wasn't that bad option. At least he wasn't annoying.

Eve took her seat and looked at the middle one between her and Alberto's announcer. She really hoped this seat would remain available.

The last wrestlers who boarded the airplane were Punk, Kofi, Alberto and Zack. The people with whom Eve usually spent most of her time. They took their seats on the row behind hers and Ricardo's.

"Hey Eve, are you up for playing a card game or something?" Punk asked.

"I'm tired, Phil," Eve replied, "I' don't feel very well today."

"Is everything all right? You look pale?" The WWE champion observed.

"I didn't sleep well last night," Eve lied, "I'll try to get some sleep now."

"Ok," Phil nodded and leaned against his seat, pulling out his I pod.

Three hours later, Eve hasn't eaten and drunk anything yet. She was curled in her seat and her head was leaned against the window. She was staring blankly at the sky. It was clear and from time to time could have been seen white clouds. They were really beautiful. Eve felt like she had just fallen down from one of them with a crash. She couldn't forgive herself how she had let John mock with her and her feelings. She could even imagine how he was laughing behind her back now. Thank God, she still had some good reason and didn't sleep with him.

"Eve?" Ricardo's voice snapped her out of her thoughts.

She slowly turned her head to him meeting his concerned look.

"Are you ok? You didn't eat and drink anything?"

"I just don't feel like eating and drinking," Eve admitted.

"I see," Ricardo nodded, "But…look, one of the flight attendants gave me this dessert. What would you say to share it with me?"

"Ricardo, thank you, but…"

"You are going to make me a huge favor," Ricardo insisted, "I've put myself on a lot of weight recently, and I just can't resist to this temptation and you'll help me a lot if you get the half of it."

Eve couldn't help but smile, "Fine, you convinced me."

The rest of the flight passed for Eve very quickly, as Ricardo managed to distract her thoughts about John and even to make her laugh.

When they landed, Eve switched her phone on, and she immediately received several messages. Eve saw that all were sent by John. Her hands started shaking again as she read them.

Eve, call me, please, John

Eve, please we need to talk. Call me. John

Eve, I'm in room 309, call me as soon as you arrive. John.

So, he wanted to talk to her.

And what about?

Eve furrowed her eyebrows. He obviously wanted to tell her about him and Nikki. Well, it was a bit late for that. He had to tell her earlier.

"Hey, baby!"

Phil's voice made her jump a little, as she removed her eyes from the phone.

"You scared me," She complained.

"Since when you've become so fearful?" Punk raised his eyebrow at her curiously.

"Shut up," Eve hissed.

"Hey, tell me what's wrong? You look so intense and sad. Is there any problem? What bothers you?" The WWE champion asked, frowning.

"Everything is all right, Phil. I told you, I'm just tired," Eve tried to convince him.

"You know you can rely on me for everything, right?" He asked in a serious voice.

Eve attempted to smile, "I know Phil," she leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek, "Thanks. I'll be all right, don't worry. Just need some rest."

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All wrestlers were taken by two buses, which gave them a ride to the hotel where they were going to stay.

Eve needed to take some sleep, and she did really need to do it because tonight she had a match and she haven't had the slightest idea how she would do it, after her mind and concentration were completely lost. When they arrived, it was full of fans who started screaming seeing their favorite superstars. Eve got out of the bus and grabbed her luggage without stopping to greet the fans. Usually she always would take her time to sign autographs, even to make some pictures with them, but today she wasn't in the mood for anything like that. She quickly headed for the reception wanting nothing more, but to get her room key. At this moment, with the corner of her eye, she noticed John, who was chatting with someone. Eve confused, she didn't want him to see her. Very fast, she took her room key and walked with quick steps towards the elevator, but unfortunately, John had already seen her. He rushed after Eve, calling her name.

At the beginning, she pretended she didn't hear him. She was praying he would give up following her, and she would manage to slip in the elevator before he could reach her. But John caught her just in time before she could escape, and grabbed her hand.

"Eve! Wait! Please, talk to me."

Eve slowly turned her head, facing him, "John, I don't have anything to say."

"But I do," He said instantly, "Can we talk?"

"No," She cut him off, her voice cold and firm.

"Eve, I could explain," He reached for her hand again, but she yanked it out of his reach.

"No, John there is nothing to explain, "Saying that Eve turned and got in the elevator without turning back, leaving John staring at the closed doors of the elevator.