When Kelly went back to her Hotel room that night she felt a little more than conflicted. In fact, she couldn't begin to understand how she felt. Rejected? Maybe. Hurt? Most definitely. Confused? A little. Angry? Just a bit.
Thankfully when she got back, Paige and Summer were up watching television. She needed them to vent in this moment.
Shutting the door behind her, Kelly quickly snatched off her heels and slumped her way over to one of the three hotel beds.
It didn't take long for Summer and Paige to climb on the bed by her side with concerned looks etched on their faces.
"Hey, what happened?" Paige asked softly in her famous British accent.
Kelly shrugged her shoulders exasperatedly. "I don't know! One minute we were dancing, the next we kissed, and then he got out of there like a bat out of hell!"
"Wow! Wow! Wow! You guys kissed?!" Asked a shocked Summer Rae.
"Yeah," Kelly admitted, "He's a really good kisser..." She drifted off as she recalled the sensational feel of his lips and tongue.
"Wait a minute-" Paige held up her hand, "Why would he leave after kissing you?"
"That's what I don't know!" Kelly sighed deeply.
"Maybe he doesn't want to blur the lines between friendship and something more." Reasoned Summer Rae.
"It's gotta be that! Or...he just doesn't want to be seen kissing me." Often times, Kelly allowed the insecure little girl inside of her get the better of herself. It was a flaw she needed to work on, but it was still her flaw nonetheless.
"Oh now you're just talking crazy!" Paige exclaimed.
"Let's just go to sleep and tomorrow we can deal with this." Offered Summer, considering it was almost two o'clock in the morning.
"Yeah." Kelly let out tiredly before heading to the restroom to take a shower before she went to bed.
The next morning was a Tuesday, which thankfully meant that all of the Raw Divas and Superstars could return home until Sunday.
Kelly said goodbye to her friends Paige and Summer before getting on the first flight back to her home in Tampa. They were hesitant to let her go, but she insisted that she didn't want to talk about last night.
Instead of opting to live alone, Kelly lived with her best friend and quite possibly the funniest damned woman she knew, Maryse Ouellet.
"Maryse! Honey, I'm home!" Walking into the apartment that she and the fellow blonde shared, the last thing she expected was to be walking in to find it empty. She had sent Maryse a voicemail before she got on the plane explaining that she was on the way home.
Releasing a short sigh, Kelly rolled the rest of her luggage past the kitchen and living room, down the marble floored hallway, and into her bedroom. She and Maryse's bedrooms were on opposite sides of the house, so they each had their own secluded areas. Although they didn't need them. The girls practically shared everything. Even slept in the same bed some nights when the fact that they were both alone just wasn't comforting.
Halfway through organizing and putting up her clothes, a sudden banging against the wall mildly caught Kelly's attention. She stopped moving for a second and listened for the sound again.
Bang. Bang. Bang.
The bangs sounded far away, as if they were coming from Maryse's room. This concerned Kelly to no end considering no one else was in the house. At least... That's what she thought.
It was time to put an end to her suspsicions. She slowly took off her heels so it wouldn't make any noise and took off down the hall towards Maryse's room. The closer and closer she got to Maryse's door, the louder and louder the banging on the wall became.
After taking a much needed deep breath, Kelly swallowed all of the courage she could manage and swung open the door.
"Aaahhh! Kelly! What the hell?!" Screamed a naked Maryse at the top of her lungs.
"Oh shit!" The large, naked male figure on top of Maryse yelled as well as he quickly hid his body and Maryse's from Kelly's eyes.
Kelly stood there in the doorway in a state of shock as her eyes adjusted in the dark room. She blinked a few times before saying, "Is that Christian?"
The former WWE Superstar raised his hand in salute from under the cover. "Hey, Kelly."
"Kelly?!" Maryse's facial expression was furious. "What in the hell are you doing in here?!"
"I'm sorry!" Kelly raised her hands in surrender. It wasn't everyday she came home to Maryse in bed with someone, especially after her brutal break up with Mike Mizanin. "When I came home I called your name but no one answered. So when I heard banging on the wall I got concerned. Especially after the 'please stop' screams."
Maryse rolled her expressive brown eyes. "Well, we were in the shower, I didn't hear you. And it wasn't a 'stop' as in stop, but a 'stop' as in don't stop."
"Yeah, whatever..." Kelly almost vomited in her mouth at the sight of Christian pounding into Maryse. She could've gone without seeing that the rest of her life. "I'll knock next time. Have fun guys!" She reached over to grab the door knob as she shut the door behind her.
Kelly stuck her tongue out in disgust. "Remind me never to do that again..." She mumbled to herself.
An hour later and Kelly wiped her hand across the foggy surface of the mirror. She looked at her reflection in the fog-condensed looking glass and pondered through those never ending thoughts she had often pushed to the back of her mind. Sure, she knew she was pretty. She knew she was an optimistic person and tried to see the best in people. But would that ever be enough?
Her last two serious relationships had turned to shit. The guy always left her for some underlining reason, she supposed. The reason, however, left Kelly pondering. What was wrong with her? Was there 'stay away' grazing her forehead to which she had yet to realize?
Opening her bedroom door, Kelly found Maryse sprawled out on her neatly made bed with a magazine in her dainty hands.
"Wow, you're clothed. I'm mildly surprised!" Kelly's voice wrang out sarcastically.
"Yea...sorry about that." Maryse didn't sound very apologetic. "I needed the exercise."
The shorter blonde rolled her eyes. "And what called upon the choice of your exercise partner?" She asked, raising her brow in the process.
Maryse flipped a page in the magazine. "We spontaneously ran into each other, and one thing lead to another..."
"Hmm..." Was all Kelly had left to say on the matter.
"So how come it took you so long to get back?"
"Unlike you, I didn't spend all of my money on a private plane. I flew locally, like always."
"You're so much better than me." Maryse said nonchalant.
Kelly tightened the towel around her bare body. "Could you hand me my phone, please?"
Maryse reached across the bedside table and grabbed the smartphone. "The damned thing wouldn't stop ringing." She revealed as she handed it to her friend.
Clicking the button at the top, Kelly's phone came to life and she noticed two concerning text messages from Summer and Paige. But the the text that immediately caught her attention was from Adam.
'Hey, Kels. I'd really like to meet up and talk about things. Pls give me a call sometime this week.'
Kelly needed to vent to her best friend at this moment. "You know how Adam and I have this new storyline coming up?"
Maryse nodded. "Yeah, I meant to tell you, I think it's a genius idea on the creator's part."
"Well, we went out for drinks last night, and we...well, we kissed."
The gasp and wide eyes of Maryse proved her shock. "You kissed him?!" You see, Maryse knew how much of a big deal it was for Kelly to kiss someone. Sure, she was friendly with everyone. But she threaded carefully when it came to romance because of all of the rumors about her.
"Yeah. I mean, we were dancing and," Kelly let out a deep breath and hopped on the bed. "Maryse, I'm so attracted to him it's insane!"
"So why isn't he in here making you scream like Christian did with me?" Smirked Maryse.
"He ran from me."
The confused look on Maryse's face was laughable. "What do you mean he ran from you?"
"He pulled away and then said he had to go!"
"That doesn't make any sense..."
"He sent me a text offering to meet up and explain things." Kelly half expected it from him considering how good of a guy Adam was. Which was why it confused her to no end that he would leave after their amazing kiss. It was a blow to her self-esteem.
"So what are you still doing here?"
"I just got back home! He can wait a few days..." The truth was, Kelly wasn't prepared to see Adam after their kiss. Because she knew once she saw him face to face, the truth would become clear to her.
Kelly wanted Adam.
