When we arrived at the hotel, Jon hesitated for a moment.
"So... do you want me to carry you up to my room or do you want to go in the chair. I'll leave it up to you?"
I looked around the parking lot, it was bustling with crazy fan girls desperate to catch a glimpse of their favorite superstars. Either way I was going to be despised. I was to either be the poor girl he felt sorry for or the bragging bitch and I didn't fancy being either.
"I want to walk, I can do it if you help me and we go slowly."
The expression on his face was complete disbelief but after a minute of debating he nodded.
"Wait a minute though, you can walk... on my conditions though"
He grabbed his phone from the pocket of his leather jacket and held it against his ear, the sound of his ear ring hitting against it sent out a high pitch ping that pierced my ears. After a few minutes he climbed out of the car and headed round to the boot. The other two guys were walking towards the rental looking confused. Meeting them at the boot, they exchanged a few words before he popped it open and Seth grabbed the chair from within. Jon opened the door to my seat, taking all of what little weight I had as I stood up. Slowly we shuffled towards the entrance as Roman walked quietly flanking me on the other side, obviously in case Jon needed assistance at any point. As we passed the masses of hysterical fans Roman and Seth stopped to sign an autograph or two but Jon passed them as though they weren't even there, obviously worried I couldn't stand long. I could see in his face he was getting agitated with the delay. I paused to take a breather. He turned towards me concerned before glancing over his shoulder at the other guys. I nuzzled further into his chest.
"Stick me in the chair and go signs autographs like you should be"
Shaking his head, He swooped me into his arms and hurried me inside.
"Don't be crazy, your immune system is very low right now. It's freezing out there, leaving you out there could kill you!"
I had to agree, that hadn't even occurred to me. We waited in the doorway a moment for the guys to catch up with us before entering the lift together. They watched carefully as I lay motionless in Jon's arms. As the lift doors opened we piled out and he led the way to his room, handing his key card to Roman to unlock the door. He gently lay me down on the bed, propping the pillows behind me before turning towards the guys to address their confusion. Looking from one to another, Roman was the first to speak.
"No offense intended but what happened to you looking for the chick you fell for last time you were here. You pick up someone else instead"
Jon laughed as he shook his head.
"This is Roxy! The girl from the grooming parlour"
They stared at me but it was obvious they didn't believe him. They thought I was a new slut for him to play with.
"Look man it's none of our business, hell you can't find her then she doesn't want to be found but until you know there's never a chance for you don't blow it by banging other chicks. I know you must be tempted, being 6 months and all"
I was gob smacked by the last statement. He hadn't slept with any one for 6 months! I had never expected that! As he watched me, he saw the shock on my face and laughed. Sitting beside me on the bed he stroked my face as I lost myself deep in his pool like eyes.
"After I left Newcastle, I couldn't stop thinking about you. I was getting aroused by the thought of you, I didn't need any other girls to do it for me. That's why I came looking for you...I know you've been dealt this card but I'm going to be there every step of the way for you. It won't feel like we're in different countries. I'm going to make sure of it."
As he finished speaking he carefully lifted me to his lap and kissed me. His lips were soft and delicate and his huge hands wandered my back, his long fingers running over my tension points and making me go limp in his arms. This time Seth was the one to quiz him.
"So you're really THE Roxy?"
I nodded my head as I let out a slight girly giggle. It all seemed very surreal. They stayed for a moment before they bowed out and left us alone. As soon as we were alone, Jon pulled his shirt roughly over his head and threw it on the floor before starting to unbutton his jeans and kick them into a pile. Without thinking I averted my eyes, it seemed I had become shy all of a sudden. He climbed under the covers and tugged them from under me before trying to Peel my clothes from me. I slapped his hand away as he attempted to unzip my jeans. He seemed surprised.
"What? Why? I just want to get comfortable with you. No funny business. I need to feel you against me babe. I've wanted you for so long. Just the touch of your skin is like ecstasy to me"
I shook my head
"I don't want you seeing any more of me, this bastard thing has ruined my body. Nothing to get excited over. I hate it and don't want you to hate it too"
He sighed as he pulled my hands from my jeans and flicked the zip down before edging them down my legs while holding me up in one arm.
"Nothing's been ruined. I need your body, please let me show you how much"
I stopped fighting and remained still as he popped the studs on my shirt open with a quick swipe of his index finger. He let out a low growl as his hands wandered my chest, taking their time to arrive at my bra and click it open. His touch no longer sent shivers down my spine, this time I just wanted to scream in pleasure but my body was too weak to allow it. His removal of my clothes was a slow process. He seemed to linger at every part of my body, running his fingers over them before his tongue would lightly trace their steps. As he pressed himself into my side in the bed, I could feel the effect it was having on him. Although it was through his boxers, I could feel he'd become hard as a brick. It disappointed me just as much as it would him. More than anything, I wanted to have him. It was killing me not being able to but I wasn't strong enough. The pleasure reached the point I couldn't withstand it any more. I wanted and oh God I needed him. Signaling to him to let me speak without having my mind wander with his play tactics. He paused for a moment.
"Take me...now! I need you inside me... I want you…so bad!"
The smirk suddenly returned to his face. Gently lowering himself over me, he claimed his territory. Increasing his thrusting to gain pressure yet the concentration was obvious. He was trying to not to hurt me anymore than I already was, the pain was worth the pleasure he gave me. Unable to withhold our moans, the room filled with the sounds of us reconnecting after so long. It was amazing. For once I didn't feel fragile and sick, I feel normal and in control which gave me even more of a buzz.
We lay in silence for a few minutes once we had finished, his arms wrapped around my chest holding me close to his own. It was perfect. We'd just began to get dressed again when there was a knock on the door and voices shout through the door.
"Hope you're done now, we've got to get to the arena!"
He opened the door before returning to carry me into my chair, subtly slipping my wig back into place from where it had slipped. The guys watched, obviously surprised at how attentive he was towards me. As we walked, well I rode…Seth decided it was a good idea to break the ice.
"So Roxy, you had an op on your leg recently or something... You've changed a lot since we last saw you"
My eyes hit the floor as I shook my head. I paused a moment before answering
"No… 4 month ago I was diagnosed with leukemia. That's why I've changed so much."
They both silently shuffled in their places, not daring to look me in the eye. Sighing, I slumped in my chair sick of everybody's pity. We moved on in silence till we reached the rental. Jon lifted me from my chair, placing me securely in the front passenger seat while Roman piled the chair back into the boot. Crazy fans were still gathered screaming and trying to shove their way towards the car. Jon jumped in the front beside me, muttering as he started the engine up
"Bunch of crazy bitches!"
His remark seemed to make the tension between everyone melt away as we all laughed as we drove on to the arena. Listening to them it was becoming obvious why they were such female targets with the crowd, besides the fact they were all gorgeous they were absolutely crazy. I had become accustomed to Jon's madness through our brief time together and our phone/text conversations and he was clearly the worst out of the 3, however the other two were showing more personality and I could definitely see why they all got on so well together. As he drove, Jon leaned over and gave my hand a squeeze. As I looked up at him he gave me a sly wink and smiled at me. I couldn't help but let out a little girly giggle.
As we arrived at the arena the car park was bustling with other rentals that their fellow wrestlers were all piling out of. They all stopped and watched in amazement as Jon reassembled my chair before lifting me in and pushed me into the arena out of the cold. He settled us in their changing room and quickly began changing ready for rehearsals before the show. As he pulled his shirt from his body, without meaning to my eyes widened as I caught a glimpse of his beautifully toned chest. It was almost as though it were carved out of stone and I couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. Here I was stuck in this stupid chair, unable to walk more than a few steps without being crippled with pain yet he was a fine specimen who looked as though he'd been sculpted by the gods and was catering to my every whim even though he knew the chances of me living past Christmas were slim. I zoned back into reality at the sound of muffled laughter, Roman and Seth were huddled in the corner laughing at my amazement of Jon's marvelous physique. Caught out, they grabbed their kits and headed down the maze of corridors in search of an empty locker room and leaving us alone again. There was a knock on the ajar door causing Jon to spin around. Bringing him face to face with dolph ziggler. My inner child wanted to scream in excitement at the sign of them stood toe to toe. I saw the peroxide blonde beauty look me up and down before turning his attention back to Jon.
"It's cheating if they can't actually run away from you"
Jon let out a sigh which lightly flowed into a low chuckle.
"She wouldn't run anywhere even if she could Nick! Only thing she'd do is jump on my cock"
I couldn't believe my ears, it was almost as though I wasn't present in the room! They exchanged a few playful punches before dolph turned his attention back to me.
"So you're the one who ruined my wing man? One European tour, he couldn't even get through one tour without getting hooked on a girl! If you ever want a real man look me up"
He winked as he turned to heel and left. Before I'd even realized what I'd done the words were out of my mouth. Damn that lack of brain filter!
"If I do want a real man...I probably shouldn't look for one with peroxide blonde hair...it's ok, I think I've got my mittens on the real man. Thanks for the gay best friend offer though"
Jon's laughter filled the room as dolph hurried out the locker room, awkwardly glancing back at me as he left. Jon bent down beside me and gently kissed my cheek in-between his laughing fits.
"You never told me you were a naughty girl, either you were hiding it or that's New"
My face burned red as I giggled with embarrassment. Real truth was I had a nasty habit of talking and thinking later but at least Jon found it endearing. He stood back up and began to push my chair out the room when I stopped him.
"I hate being in this chair...I can walk so let me please"
Sighing he put the brakes on and helped me to my feet.
"Ok, first sign of a struggle and I'll strap you in it if I have to!"
I gave a reluctant nod of agreement and we slowly paced the corridors of the arena till we met up with the guys again at the curtain. Before the three headed out to the ring, Roman grabbed a spare chair leaning against the wall and set it up at the bottom of the ramp. Once he was sure I was comfortable, Jon jumped in the ring and they began planning their strategy for the evening, glancing over at me and smiling every now and again. There was something about how he moved around the ring, as If there were no thought to it. He had his own little world and no one else was allowed to be part of it. It was exciting watching him, it was yet another different side of Jon that until now I hadn't been aware of and it made me feel worse about our entire situation. The next time I caught him glancing my way I gave him a half-hearted smile, he knew straight away something was up and ended their practice. Within a moment he was by my side, hand on the base of my back easing me out of the seat and back up the ramp. Settling back in the locker room the others dispersed leaving us alone again. Back in my chair, I watched as Jon closed the door to the rest of the world before plonking himself in front of me.
"So are you going to tell me what's really bothering you"
As he spoke he lifted my chin so I had nowhere to hide, I had to look him in those perfect eyes. I let out a gasp to express the mixture of my anger and defeat.
"I hate it! I hate being in this stupid chair! I hate having to wear a wig so I look like a girl! I hate having no energy, especially when all I want right now is climb on top of you and exercise my rights!"
The expression on his face changed from concern to a wild snort of laughter.
"Ha-ha, if that's all you want. I can arrange that for later before I take you Home. The position you're in now is temporary, that's all. In no time you'll be sneakily joining me in the showers at arenas and dragging me off to bed so don't be hard on yourself! For the minute, it's going to be like this but it won't be forever. I got to go prepare, I'll put you by one of the screens to watch the show n come get you once I'm done, ok?"
I sighed in agreement and slumped back in my chair as he wheeled me to the main room of the backstage area where they all hung out in between their segments of the show. The room was already bustling with other superstars. Roman and Seth were stood talking to the AJ and Punk as we entered. They waved us over and as we approached it became obvious that Punk and AJ were arguing over something. Jon laughed at the sound of them.
"What are they arguing about now?"
Roman let out a smug chuckle before responding.
"Believe it or not it, it's another argument over who was the best Spiderman… Toby Maguire or Andrew Garfield"
The damn filter was off again and before I knew it I'd let my mouth go again.
"Well everyone knows Toby Maguire's movies were far more Dull and depressing…just like him where as the Andrew Garfield movie was closer to the comics and it was a better representation of what a teenage boy with super powers and how his life would be effected"
They all stopped in astonishment and stared at me. I felt my cheeks burn like fire as I tried to pull the curls of my wig in front of my face to hide me from their stares.
"Jon.. You never said she was a comic girl too! It's about time you got some good taste in girls"
Punk seemed impressed by my outburst. I slouched in my chair as they gathered around me continuing the debate with me now placed as an active debate member. From the corner of my eye I could see Jon laughing at me as I argued why Toby mc guire was a useless. Spiderman. before long the debate was ended by punk
"come on then guys, guess it's time to have your assess handed to you again"
He winked as he spoke, dodging a playful left hook from roman as he left. Jon turned to me smiling as the others followed punk to their markers.
"you'll be ok hanging here till we get back"
I nodded as April grabbed the handles of my chair and raced me off in the other direction.
" come On ill introduce you to everyone "
I laughed as I was sped away, catching a glimpse of Jon laughing as he ran to catch up with the boys for their match. As we moved around the room, she asked me all about myself... Except. How I knew Jon and why I was in the wheelchair which I found strange. We'd had a brief silent Moment when April blurted out..
"you do know Jon has a gf don't you? He seemed very content with her. You know, when he first joined the roster he'd gave several girls a night but now..now there's a definite. Change in him..I just hope you aren't going to do something stupid to ruin anything "
My stomach flipped, he'd already been telling people we were a couple. He was confident! I figured ignorance was bliss so I began to question her.
"now that I know that we won't be! So what's his gf like?"
Her face changed. The eagerness to fill Me in on the gossip poured out of her. She placed me in front of a table before grabbing a seat.
"well we haven't met her but by what he'd tell us, he's pretty private about her but this is what I got. She's tall, dark haired. Very pretty. Has a bit of confidence issues due to her ex and about her weight but he's told Phil she has a proper rack, not like all the plastics out there nowadays. They think I never heard but he also said that he's given up other girls cos nine had the same effect on him as her. Apparently. The first time she gave him a bj he lost total control and had to stop himself in case he hurt her without meaning to!"
I couldn't help but giggle. I must of left an impression more than a crying emotional wreck. Even if he was a bit too detailed in what went on the night we met, I couldn't deny it was in a way sweet.
We continued talking until the boys returned and Jon sharply took control back from April and led my chair away to his locker room. As we walked away, the conversation between her and Phil was un missable.
'that poor girl...she didn't know Jon already had a girlfriend "
"...what?!... Are you serious. You should be blonde! She is his girlfriend! God April where did I get you from?!"
We chuckled as Jon pulled us to a stop bending over my chair to kiss me. He took my breath away. I definitely Didn't feel as down as earlier. We spent the rest of the evening in the locker room talking while the guys messed around until they had to make their last appearance of the show. They left me in front of the TV watching as they headed for their entrance. Watching them on screen was exciting although I couldn't help but cringe as Jon took a blow to the head from Road Dogg as they tried to jump the new age outlaws, causing him to tumble out of the ring to be caught and helped up by Seth before making their way back stage again. As they emerged, Jon was making faces still rubbing the side of his head.
"Are you ok?"
He winked at me, laughing at my concern.
"I'll live... I've survived worse!"
I couldn't hold back my laughter at the last part of his statement.
"oh yeah I forget... you're the hard man that goes through phases like death matches... you know.. idiot stuff!"
I grinned as I waited on his reaction. A smirk formed on his face as he nodded proudly while the other guys were almost on the floor in hysterics. The happy moment was cut short by my phone ringing; it was my dad. I sighed before answering.
"Rox, Are you ok? How much longer will it be till you are dropped back off? I have work tomorrow and want to get to bed as soon as possible and I'm not going until your safely in. You may need help up the stairs. We thought you would have been in contact today. We've been worried "
I let out a small groan stressing my disapproval of their childish treatment I always received. It caught Jon's attention from the boys and in an instant he was crouching by my side.
"I'm fine daddy. I haven't text you guys cos i've been enjoying myself. You know, for the first time in a long time. We won't be too long. Jon is just getting changed then he's going to bring me back. I'll definitely be in within the next hour"
I could tell by his tone he wanted me home sooner..I had never been a daddy's little girl, I'd always been too independent for that. Growing up we'd never really got on at all. He'd been a violent drunk and manipulative and I refused to be controlled so we clashed a lot. It all seemed to change once I'd become sick though, he seemed desperate to make up for the lack of a happy childhood he'd provided for us all. As I ended the call, I looked longingly into Jon's eyes. They were like whirlpools, so easy to lose yourself in. I didn't want to go home at all, I wanted to stay the night with him but I knew there was no way of that happening. As if reading my mind, Jon leaned forward and gently kissed my lips. he was still sweaty from the last segment but I didn't care. In a way it only made him more attractive to me. We were interrupted by Roman clearing his throat loudly, clearly to get out attention.
"Yes Roman, you're right. I'd better get you back or your dad will be banning me from seeing you again saying I'm a bad influence"
He quickly rose and positioned himself behind my chair leaving his bags for Roman and Seth to carry to the car along with their own. Although everyone else seemed to be cool in the night's air, I was freezing and let out a shiver as the cold air hit my skin and pulsed through my entire body. Before I knew it, Jon had wrapped his leather jacket around my shoulders, it was warm from his increased body temperature. As we reached the rental, he lifted me straight into the front passenger seat to keep me warm while they packed the car before they one by one filed into the remaining seats waiting for Jon to start the engine.
As we pulled up outside my parents house again, the door opened and my dad stood on the doorstep waiting for me. Making a beeline for the car, I half expected to be dragged from the car but surprisingly he simply removed my chair from the hands of Roman and headed back inside. We stood in silence on the step for a moment just watching each other before Jon spoke.
"So my stubbornness pays off sometime huh? Still wish I hadn't come to see you?"
I couldn't help but smile as I shook my head. Although he didn't let many people know it, Jon was quite the softy. He held my face in his hands as he stooped over and kissed me before separating and grabbing my hands in his, swinging them back and forth as we stared in each other's eyes.
"Thank you for today... I really enjoyed myself. It's been the best day in a very long time for me"
Still swinging my hands in his merrily at his side, he leaned closer again.
"Well you were a hit with a lot of people.. word is my girlfriend is awesome. I corrected them though..don't worry. I told them you're not awesome...you're amazing!"
I felt my face burn up in embarrassment as my dad appeared back on the door step to hurry me back inside. Hugging tightly into Jon's chest, he ran his fingers through my wig before kissing the top of my head and pulling me away from him.
"I Promise this time I won't be gone as long. I've got something to come back for now"
He turned and began to walk back to the car without taking his leather jacket back. I shrugged it off and held it out to him.
"Hey Jon.. you forgot something!"
Leaning against the car door he looked up and smiled.
"Nah... you keep it! I hear the girls tend to dig that jacket, so it's only right my girl gets dibs on that too!"
I smiled and hugged it tightly into my chest as I went back inside and began preparing for bed. As I plugged my phone into charge I noticed I hadn't taken it off silent...there was a text from Jon. Curious as to what he could say now after such a perfect day to make it even better, I quickly opened it.
"Leaving you tonight was the hardest thing I've ever had to do... I hate it! Night baby, I'll see you soon. We'll be back together before you know it. I'll give you a text tomorrow x"
I could feel a giant grin form on my face as i melted in to my bed. It really was the most perfect day and I just missed Jon even more now. I settled down to sleep, excited at the prospect of talking to him when I woke.