A/N: Hey guys! Just an alert, I'm changing my pen name to "PrettyGirlROCK" soon, so just keep a look out for that! Okay, onto the story.
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The Next Morning
Gianna woke up to the sound of her phone going off. She thought it was just her alarm and continued to ignore it. She wanted to stay all wrapped up in the blankets and never leave her hotel room. Her phone stopped ringing and Gianna let out a sigh of relief. She pulled the covers over head, keeping her eyes closed. She barely got any sleep after last night. When she got to her hotel room, Dwayne texted her his room number. Gianna almost ran out of her room to get to his. But going to his room Gianna would want to do a little more than talking…
The sound of someone banging on her door gave her a ruder awakening than her phone did.
"GiGi?" John asked from the other side of the door.
Gianna groaned as she flipped her covers over. She slowly sat up, running her fingers through a rat's nest of her hair. She swung her legs over the bed as she reached for a shirt to put on. John started to bang on the door again. She grunted as she stood up, forgetting the shirt. She walked by the bathroom mirror and took a quick peek. Her hair really was a wreck, and her make-up smudged all over her face. She pulled her grey tank top up a little and pulled her shorts down so they didn't ride. She unchained her door and opened it up.
"Well, good morning sleeping beauty." John greeted her.
"I think I'm far from that." Gianna replied groggily.
"I brought caffeine and fruit!" John offered.
"Fruit? John, I know you're a health nut, but in the morning I like my danishes and french toast." Gianna argued.
"It won't hurt you to eat fruit for breakfast. May I come in?" John asked.
Gianna stepped aside to let John in. She grabbed one of the white Starbucks cups off John's carrier and took off the top. She always knew which one was hers when John brought coffee. He always put her drink in the back row when his was in the front. She shut the door and took a sip of her coffee. A smile spread across her face as the taste traveled down her throat.
"I knew you would like coffee this morning. You were out late." John said.
"How do you know what time I came in?" Gianna asked.
"I saw you get in the lobby elevator last night." John replied, peeling a banana.
"Oh…" Gianna said, hoping he didn't see Dwayne with her.
"So, what's on your schedule today?" John asked.
"I get to fly to Atlanta for some Wrestlemania promotions this week till the house shows starting this weekend. You?" Gianna asked in return.
"Make-A-Wish business. Granting two wishes this week!" John replied with a smile.
Gianna smiled back as she turned the bathroom light on. She loved how John found joy in helping younger children. He loved working with the Make-A-Wish foundation and seeing all the kids he granted wishes for. Gianna joined the foundation in 2004 but hadn't granted half as many wishes as John. Some wrestlers didn't like working for charities, thinking it was a waste of time. John was someone who found joy in it. She walked back out to the bedroom and opened her suitcase.
"Did you see Dwayne last night?" John asked.
Gianna froze in her spot. Dwayne. For a moment she forgot about her night with him. How relieving it was to finally talk to him after seven years and how much fun they had. That was until she mentioned Dani. Things seemed to go downhill from there. A feeling of shame and regret swept over her as she thought about the end of the night. It wasn't her ideal ending to a night with the man she loved for so long. She recited his room number to herself and wondered whether or not to stop by his room to apologize.
"Gi? Did you hear me?" John asked.
"Yeah, sorry. Uhm…no, I didn't." Gianna lied.
"Oh. Well…is that good?" John asked.
"I don't know." Gianna replied.
"Well, he left pretty early this morning so you escaped another day without seeing him." John pointed out.
"Wait! He's gone?" Gianna asked, turning around.
"Yeah. He left at like four this morning." John replied, throwing his banana peel away.
"How do you know? Did you see him leave?" Gianna questioned.
"I heard him walking down the hall this morning. He was talking so damn loud on his cell phone people in China could hear him…" John answered coldly.
"He never said good-bye…" Gianna whispered.
"What did you say?" John asked.
"Nothing. I'm going to take a shower before heading out…are you staying in the area?" Gianna asked.
"Yeah, but just for today." John asked.
"Let's grab a real breakfast when I'm done okay? I only have an hour though before I have to catch my plane." Gianna offered.
"I'll order room service while you shower and get you your french toast okay?" John replied.
"Thanks John." Gianna said before stepping into the bathroom.
She shut the door and locked it. She turned on the faucet and put the shower on full blast. She set her stuff on the bathroom counter and sat on the toilet. Dwayne left this morning and didn't even bother to say good-bye to her. How could she take that? Did she do something wrong? Maybe he was in a rush and forgot to.
Nothing made her feel better. She cried as silent as she could, hoping the sound of water would drown her out so John wouldn't hear.
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Poor Gianna! Just when she thought things between her and Dwayne were okay, she was let down once more. But it looks like John is stepping up to get some attention from her…who knows? All I know is that you should be awesome and review!
