i think this is what they call a pilot? that one episode they throw out on tv to see the response? yeah well this is what im doing with this chapter :)

Mickie was sat as her husband was going off on her again, apparently she doesn't appreciate the pressure he's under and everything he has to get done.

"do you really get it mickie" John shouted at his wife "because I don't think you do, I don't have time to take you out for a stupid meal, I have better and more important things to do"

"so im not important to you" Mickie asked softly looking at her hands resting in her lap

"oh here we go" John rolled his eyes "the poor me act, it may have escaped your vision mickie but not every thing is about you, not every thing revolves around you"

"i no" she said softly

"yeah well I don't think you do sometimes, John take me to dinner, John can we have a night alone, John cuddle me" he said in a girly voice mocking her "please, we're not in high school, this is the real world" John couldn't cope with his anger any more "im going out" he growled grabbing his jacket and leaving slamming the door causing mickie to jump as a tear ran down her face.

John was sat on a bar stool looking down at his drink, he hated the feeling he has after he and mickie argued, but, he still starts all the fights they have.

He looked up and noticed two blondes looking at him, he knew that look, that was two fans wanting John Cena the famous wrestler for the night, that was one thing about John, even when mickie really pissed him off, he wouldn't cheat, it was never something that even crossed his mind.

He down the last bit of his drink stood up and left the bar and pulled his jacket around him as the cold winter air hit him, he knew going on a walk could make him seriously at risk on pneumonia but he needed to clear his head before he went back.

He walked along the wall that the other side was a big drop down to a beach, he looked out at the sea that had the moonlight reflecting on it, he hated the way he was with mickie but, he couldn't control his temper and anger very well with her, he had to be so corporate and professional like that when he got back to the hotel it all escaped when it could but that was unfortunately to the women that deserved it the least.

Mickie had moved her essentials into her closest friends room she was now sat waiting, she was waiting for the inevitable knock from john's friends to sound on the door, they came the same time every night regardless.

She took a breathe when the knock sounded, she went through her head what she was going to do and say when they get here so many times. She pulled the door open and walked straight back into the room.

"welcome to you to" Ted dibiase said welcoming himself into the room and going straight to the games console mickie knew they'd sit at until the early hours of the morning.

"where's John?" Cody Rhodes asked as he raided the fridge

"dont know" Mickie said as she put her pumps on she glanced up as she sorted her laces out

"hey can you make me a sandwich" Cody asked closing the fridge looking towards the women, that was another thing, even when she was sick, they would make her make them food, she'd have to wait on them all the time they were here, then John would moan how she never left them alone the whole night.

"no" she stood up and grabbed her jacket from the hook

"where are you going?" Cody called out as mickie opened the door

"out"

"what about my sandwich"

"make it your damn self" she shouted slamming the door before going off down the hall, she was pretty calm but that right there just made her angry. As she disappeared around the corner of the corridor John came out the lift.

"can you believe her" Cody moaned sitting down on the sofa as John arrived back.

"shut up" randy said, randy was reserved, he sat back and watched things unfold more than get involved, it was why he was good at giving advice, he'd seen it as an impartial person and could see the argument from both sides.

As Ted dibiase paused his game he lifted up a note "this was on your ps3" he said

John took it pulled the paper out the envelope

im staying out, not that you'd care, your more interested in your boys

mickie

Any other man hearing his girl say he didnt care about her would make them rethink how they act but not John that just floated over his head, he got angry all over again after telling himself not to. He scrunched the letter up into a ball and threw it "damn it" he said

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