Chapter 2:
*Amyest's POV*
Ever since that night, things are going surprisingly well. Roman and Dean continue on hanging out and training with me. They actually allowed me to be around Seth, but they're uncomfortable about it. My female friends Naomi, Nikki, Brie, and Natalya manages to get me to hang out more making me more social as Miriam. The 'relationship' between Seth and I grows stronger every day and my feelings. As of right now, I just hope everything wasn't a lie.
Another stop for a few days. Seth texted me if I was interested in a Crossfit section which I accepted. It's been awhile since I did Crossfit. I got ready for the workout and my hair is in a messy bun. As usual my glasses help me with my vision. With my running shoes on, I leave my room and head downstairs for the hotel's breakfast hour.
Once done with breakfast, Seth texts me saying he's on his way. Normally I would be in the hotel as the others, but occasionally I would be in a different hotel to get sometime alone. Soon I see his car pulling up into the parking lot.
"Need a ride?" he jokingly asked with a smile.
"What do you think?" I chuckled, getting into the passenger seat. "So how's your morning so far?" I asked, putting on my seat belt.
"It's going good, yours?"
"Same."
Brilliant music of the CDs blast through the speakers along the Crossfit gym.
Our session goes by just as like it usually does, but I have forgotten how tough it is. I drop down on my hands and knees, catching my breath. My hair mostly escape from my bun while sweat covers my body and my gym clothing of pants and crop top.
"I-I'm sorry," I managed to say through my panting.
"Hey now," Seth says softly, kneeling down in front of me, "it's been awhile since you have done Crossfit so it's okay." He places his index finger and thumb under my chin, gently moving my face up to him.
Dark brown eyes look deep within my black eyes. Warmth bursts within inside as I stare deep within his soul. He stares into my soul. Slowly our eyes close while our faces lean in. Glasses gently hit each other when we are about to meet into a kiss…..suddenly the sound of a cell phone rings.
"I'm sorry," he says, pulling away from me.
I actually feel...heartbroken, but yet confused. Maybe it's best if I leave him here. All of my stuff are in my possession and I called for a cab. I need to talk to someone.
Later that night, I'm out at the hotel's bar waiting for Roman and Dean. It's a casual occasion like a nice corset and jeans.
My eyes scan through the drink menu, trying to figure out what to get when I hear, "Maid Miriam!"
I look up with a smile to see both Roman and Dean approaching me.
"Hey guys," I chuckled, giving them hugs, "you know you don't have to call me that since it's Maid Marian from Robin Hood."
"But Maid Miriam!" Dean whined, sitting next to me on the round table. "I'm your Little Jon!" he laughs with mine and Roman's chuckles.
"Anyways," Roman speaks with a smile, sitting across from me, "what's the occasion for?"
"Mainly to catch up outside of the gym and also I have some things to discuss."
Our drinks orders are placed and they turn to me with very stern looks on their faces.
"Is it Colby?" Roman asked.
"Unfortunately yes," I sighed.
"We've talked about this," Dean adds in.
"I know, but the time I have spend with him as just friends my feelings keep on returning," I sighed again, placing my face in my hands, trying not to cry.
Both Roman and Dean know about my feelings towards their former tag team partner since the beginning.
"Darling," Dean says softly.
Our drinks came and each of us takes a sip.
"Darling," he repeats, pulling me into a side hug, "you know it was a big shock for the fans, but for us too."
"No one told us about this and he didn't even told us," Roman reminds us, gently making circles on my hand.
"I know, but I don't know what to do," I admitted, "he's the only one I ever felt like this."
"We know," Dean kisses the top of my head, "whatever you chose in term of your relationship with him, we will always be there for you."
"No matter what," Roman smiles.
Dean also smiles to me.
I smiled big towards them, knowing I have the greatest big brothers ever.
After a few hours with the guys, my time to head back to my room has come. I give them hugs before leaving.
When I open the door, something stops me in my tracks. My favorite scent of Lavender fills up the air from the small lights of the candles. White colored rose petals trail down to the bed where more scatter on the comforter. Lastly, a single white rose sits in the center of the pillows with a note.
'My love for you is pure. I'm sorry for the past and if you allow me, we can make a future together,' I speak the words of the message in my hands.
"'A future together'?" I repeated those words with some confusion. Then I realized something. I took out the list of everything I want in a partner. "Could it be the one?" I asked to myself with my eyes widen.