I DO NOT OWN ANYONE OR ANYTHING IN THIS STORY BESIDES THE OC'S.
A/N: THERE ARE MORE CHAPTERS TO BE UPLOADED AS SOON AS THEY GET THROUGH EDITING SO EXPECT AN UPDATE SOONER THAN LATER.
Julie's Point of View-
I got buckled up in the car looking in the back making sure the two guys were still fast asleep as Drew pulled back onto the empty freeway driving the speed limit, knowing him he probably was going faster than the speed limit especially it being this late and no one being on the road, why won't you speed?
"I need to get gas for the car, I'm going to pull off." Drew said as I looked over at him when he spoke nodding when he pulled off at the next available exit like an hour after we had pulled off at that view point area to do the photos, I was surprised the car had made it that far but Drew always pushed it to the limit but I didn't blame him because the gas prices are soaring and are expected to increase more.
"I would say go with AM/PM, it's $3.45." I said pointing to the gas station to the right and he nodded as he pulled that way travelling the roads to get there. He pulled up next to a pump where he parked the car turning the engine off and I unbuckled my seatbelt along with him.
"Where are you going?" Drew asked.
"To keep you company." I answered sarcastically back as he smirked.
"You want a coffee?"
"Please." I said as he smiled as he climbed out and I climbed out meeting him on my side of the car wrapping my arms around my body realizing just how cold it was keeping up with Drew until we got inside.
"You have to use the bathroom?" Drew asked.
"No, I'm fine…" I said as I looked over other merchandise, mainly food objects, as we walked through the aisles until we got to the coffee machine where he grabbed the biggest size and I grabbed the medium size not wanting the bigger size knowing it will go right through me and didn't need to be that awake filling my cup with the brown colored liquid that was the French vanilla cappuccino that was available pulling it out from under the fountain pushing a lid on it and took a sip enjoying the warmth of the cup in my hands from being outside and warmth of the liquid as I took a drink.
"Is that all you want?" Drew asked as I saw him set his cup down pushing a lid onto his cup.
"I guess…" I said shrugging.
"You want to share these donuts with me?" He asked grabbing a pack of the Hostess powdered donettes, the one snack that he and I would only share since neither my brother nor Stephen would indulge in them.
"Yeah…" I said smirking as I followed behind Drew to the counter where he tossed the donettes and a pack of gum onto the counter along with setting his coffee down as I did the same pulling my wallet out of my bag when Drew stopped me.
"I got this…" Drew said.
"I owe you…"
"No, I owe your brother money and I told him I'll cover you for tonight and tomorrow…" Drew said.
"Tomorrow?" I asked curiously.
"Yeah, lunch…." Drew said.
"We're doing lunch?"
"I don't know, I just know I'm to cover your lunch bill if we go out." Drew said as I thought it was weird but free is free as I shrugged letting him cover my coffee and I picked it up carrying it as I tried not to shiver from coldness as I walked with Drew back to our car where I stood in front of the pump as Drew put his coffee and donuts on top of the car as he pulled the pump into the car to let the gas fill it as I pushed the right grade after he did his information for his credit card. "You want my jacket?" Drew asked.
"I'm fine."
"You're turning blue, you're not fine." Drew said as he unzipped his jacket pulling it from his body handing it over to me.
"Drew, I'm fine." I said as I just stared at the jacket he had stuck out for me as he rolled his eyes climbing over the pump walking behind me resting it over my shoulders wrapping the two sides around me zipping it up over my arms that were still holding onto my coffee.
"I found a way around it." Drew said smirking.
"Thanks Drew." I said.
"You're welcome." Drew said as he slid around me climbing back over the pump until it clicked off and I felt bad as I sheepishly stood there with him wearing his comfy jacket, I loved his jackets and I never wanted to tell him and would deny liking anything that involved him. "Did you pack any jackets?" Drew asked.
"Yeah, but I need to pull it out tomorrow then…" I said as the pump clicked off and he tapped it against the car a little to get the last drops out of it before he put the pump back and we waited for the receipts before we climbed into the car. I unzipped the jacket in the only logical way by holding onto my coffee with my one hand and slid my other hand through the sleeve to do so taking the coat off now that we were inside the warm car. "Thanks for the jacket." I said as I put the jacket onto my lap to hold onto.
"You're welcome…did you like it?" Drew asked.
"It was quite comfy…but I don't like the zipped up sweaters or jackets…I like the hoodies where you pull it over…" I said.
"Those are definitely more comfy…" Drew said as I smirked.
"How many of those do you actually own?" I asked as I leant my head against my hand that I had propped onto the window sill as I sipped at my drink I held in my other hand.
"I own a handful of them…"
"Seriously?"
"Yes seriously…"
"Why don't I see you ever wear them?"
"What? Are you my wardrobe person now?" Drew asked.
"No, just I've known you for years and I have yet to see you wear one."
"I just don't wear them…I think I have wore each one like once…you're welcome to have them if you want them." Drew said.
"I'll think about it and have to see…."
"They are big just the way you like it."
"You know me too well on how I love big sweaters…" I said smirking as I took another sip of my coffee.
"So what happened between you and Wade earlier?" Drew asked.
"It's nothing…" I said shrugging.
"Jules, look who you're talking to…"
"What makes you think I will talk to you about anything serious?"
"Who else are you going to talk to?" Drew asked as I looked over at him then to the back seat knowing Stephen was still out and Wade was still out, "We still have a couple hour drive ahead of us so plenty of time to let it out." Drew said.
"You have a way to try to convince me to talk to you."
"Sorry for wanting to make sure everything is okay…" Drew said as I let out a breath as it went silent amongst the car as I ran a hand through my hair as I finally gave in.
"I don't know what I want to do Drew…Wade got me to work the pit this weekend with Frank…"
"That's great…" Drew said as I gave him a death look, "Or not…what's the problem?"
"I don't know if photography is what I want to do with rest of my life, what if I'm not good enough? What if I get fired for not being up to par? I have these high expectations for myself, not only from myself but from my brother. I just don't want to let him or myself down. When I got into the ring, all my worries and thoughts tended to subside for the time being but yet when I'm engulfed in my camera my life slows down, how do you decide what one is your chosen path?" I asked
"I think that you are at a fork in the road, everyone comes to forks in the road of life. I can't tell you that you should wrestle or that you should do photography. Personally, wrestling was the right path for me and I don't know what you expect us to say to you to help you decide. I understand how you can be upset with Wade with kind of butting into your life about pushing you into working the pit this weekend because it's not his job or right to do that because you need to decide when you're ready but you'll never know where this will lead or if you will like it more. Have you thought maybe if you got back in the pit that it will put all these thoughts at ease and it'll rekindle why you studied what you studied?"
"Maybe…but how do I know that it's what I want to do with rest of my life? Have you ever had doubts?"
"We all have doubts, I still doubt every day I'm on the road…"
"Why's that?"
"You said it yourself, all I'm doing is jobbing matches so what's to say that I'm any good at my job? What's to say that WWE is done with me? Being doubtful about life is a daily ritual for everyone that holds a job, especially one that they enjoy because you don't want it to end."
"How'd you even get into WWE?"
"The same as your brother." Drew said smirking.
"Was there any other job you considered if this didn't pan out for you?"
"There was a time that I wanted to model, there was a time that I wanted to be a bartender…we all have passions towards things but you need that dedication and strong enough passion to continue with it so obviously you are dedicated and passionate enough for both wrestling and photography…"
"I can't do both." I said chuckling.
"You probably could if you really think about it."
"You obviously know a way." I said smiling, I never really had an in-depth conversation with Drew like this.
"Photograph for Raw and work SmackDown, or vice versa…" Drew said.
"I'm sure that will go over well…but I guess I can just work the pit since Frank has already said I can't get out of it…Why does life have to be complicated?"
"Life is hard, but what isn't hard? If life was easy, it'll be a slut…" Drew said as I just had to laugh hearing him let out a manly chuckle.
"Where'd you hear that?" I asked.
"I don't remember per say, but probably backstage somewhere…" Drew said.
"I might have to use that sometime…have you heard the one of when life hands you lemons to squeeze them into bitches eyes?" I asked as he just burst into laughter as we just started listing off quotes that were parodies to real life famous quotes, and that made time go by a lot faster than it was prior to that. Drew pulled into a hotel finding a parking spot closest to the lobby as I let out a sigh as he turned the car off.
"Should we scare them awake?" Drew asked smirking.
"How so?" I asked curiously.
"Watch this." Drew said smirking even more wider but it was more of an evil smirk as he started slamming his foot against the mat screaming, "No brake, no brake!" I just covered my mouth trying not to laugh as I watched my brother shoot up from his seat from the mirror on the outside of my window and he was in pure panic hearing him and Stephen scream then Drew and I just burst into laughter.
"You guys are jerks." Stephen said and I could tell he was pissed as I turned to look at my brother who hasn't said anything.
"I think I legitimately had a heart attack." Wade finally spoke as I laughed.
"It was all Drew's idea so don't blame me…" I said clearing my name before they were to begin yelling.
"Sorry guys….we're here so what a way to wake, eh?" Drew asked as I just couldn't hold my giggles in anymore just re-imagining their faces over and over again.
"I'll say, I don't think I can go back to bed for a while…my adrenaline is going…" Stephen said as he put his hand over his heart as I pushed my door open climbing out into the cold night air shivering holding Drew's jacket in hand. I walked around to the trunk where I pulled it open as Drew, Stephen and Wade joined me.
"I gave you my jacket for a reason." Drew said as he glanced to me from where he was pulling his suitcase out.
"I know…I was going to hand it over so you can take it back with you instead of me forgetting that I have it." I said honestly as I handed it over to him having him carry it in his fist that wrapped around the jacket as I grabbed onto the handlebar of my suitcase and my backpack rested on my one shoulder as I followed behind the guys walking fast so I can get inside the warm hotel sooner. I waited aside with all of their bags, I was always the bag keeper when it came to checking in which I would rather sit aside on my butt than stand in line especially on nights like this where all I wanted to do was lay down and sleep. I waited for the three men that came back after checking in through the reception desk, we were all exhausted as we headed in the direction of the elevator and luckily we were all on the same floor making our way down the halls yelling 'good night' down to each other not even wanting to mess with stopping nor hugging because the only mission I had was to plop onto a bed and sleep for hours. Wade fumbled with the key getting our door to open walking in behind him setting my suitcase aside before I set my bag down before I literally fell on the first bed spreading out not wanting to move.
"Stop being so dramatic." Wade said.
"I'm not dramatic…I'm tired." I said into the bed.
"I want to talk about what happened back there at the arena." Wade said as I slowly rolled to my side from laying flat on my stomach to look at my brother who stood in the entrance way still.
"Seriously?"
"Yeah…"
"Wade, it's fucking 3 AM and I'm too tired to deal with this conversation right now…" I said rolling back over to my stomach.
"Then when are we going to have this conversation?"
"Not now…"
"Fine…whatever…have it your way…but can you at least get up and change out of those clothes?" Wade said as I let out a growl as I dragged myself to my feet going and changing out of those clothes into my comfort clothes hoping not to change out of these tomorrow. I climbed into bed after plugging in my phone as I rested my phone onto the night stand that separated Wade's and my bed.
"What time do we need to be up?" I asked.
"I'm getting up at 11 to go get a work out in and you have to be ready to go by 1." Wade said as he glanced to me from looking at the television he was flipping the channels on.
"I'll get up at 11 with you…I may not go work out with you but I'm sure I can find something to do." I said as I shrugged setting my personal alarm to get up at the same time so I can at least get up and be somewhat coherent by the time we get ready to leave at 1ish. "Night Wade, I love you." I said as I rolled over.
"Night Julie, I love you too…" Wade said as I let out a sigh getting comfortable on the bed before I fell into instant sleep from the drive and being up so late.