Chapter 12- Stuck with him and, the truth is exposed
Torrie shifted in her seat restlessly, glaring at her already sleeping neighbor, the Game Triple H. "God, from all the people…" she muttered to herself angrily. Coincidently, Trish was stuck with the other half of the tag team champions, Shawn Michaels. Luckily for her, she was sitting outside so she could leave whenever she wanted and not wait for his ass to move if she needed a toilet break. She wondered about Torrie's state.
Poor Torrie! First off, stuck near the window. And then the cherry on the top, having Triple H as her partner for 5 whole hours. Not that she hated Hunter, it was just that he made a very lousy seat companion.
Randy was stuck with Maria. For some unknown reason, the Viper disliked the interviewer. Probably cause she really had a dumb blonde persona. He was glad when his best friend got into the seat in front so that at least he would have some company. But then John realized he had slipped into the wrong seat, it was actually for Eugene! With that, he walked away, leaving his best friend to live with not one but two idiots for 5 hours.
Well, it seemed like everyone was stuck with someone or the other. Especially Katie Norman who now had to face her worst nightmare yet.
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Green eyes fluttered open, very slowly, almost as if she was afraid. And then they fell on her travel companion, in all his fine handsomeness, his blue orbs fixed on the new diva. Katie was so stunned, for a minute, she felt her voice disappear so she just stared back at him.
"Hello, earth to Katie?" he waved his large hand in front of her dumb-founded face.
Katie felt her knees go weak and her heart race when he called her by her name. Her ears could hear nothing except for the roar of her gushing blood. There was absolutely nothing that could describe the dread rising in her stomach like a wave. Oh no, oh no, he knows, he knows! her mind was screaming out to her soul. She could do nothing except grab a hold of herself as she winced a little at the dreadful feeling in her stomach.
Suddenly, the warm hand that belonged to her companion placed itself on her shoulder. Katie shuddered a little. This didn't go unnoticed by the Champ.
"You okay?" he asked, the concern evident in his manly voice. "You look a little off."
Katie shook her head with all the energy she could muster. 'I..I am fine" she stammered. "Just a little afraid of heights you know."
This caused the blue eyed wrestler to let out a deep chuckle. The electric tingles ran down her spine again the moment she heard his deep laugh. "That's a 'right. You've got me here. I'll keep you distracted."
Yeah, the very reason why I feel sick all of a sudden. Katie thought to herself.
"So, I guess me sitting here means we get to know each other better right?"
Oh you already know me John. Way better than anyone in this plane.
But she didn't speak out her inner thoughts. She just quietly nodded at him and stared down at her feet.
"Okay, so let's start over. I am John Cena. And you are Katie….." his voice trailed off.
She looked up at him and John thought he saw a strange glimmer in her pure green eyes. "Trust me John. You don't wanna know."
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"Would you shut it Maria?" snapped the Legend Killer at the dumb diva sitting next to him, chatting away continuously to Jeff who was sitting in the opposite seat. Maria turned to glance at his bitter expression. "What?" she asked, oblivious to the fact that he had just snapped at her.
"I told you to shut it. The plane hasn't even taken off yet and you're already blabbering away like a child" came the curt reply accompanied by rolling of the eyes. Maria simply looked away. God, what a touchy companion for a flight.
After about a few minutes, they heard a rumble, indicating that the plane had begun to move. Torrie heaved a sigh of relief when Hunter woke up, startled. He glanced at his blond partner and offered a smile. Torrie gave him a plastic smile and then rolled her eyes and looked out the window to gaze at the passing lights.
Then it slowly took off the runway and soared towards the orange sky. Finally, they were in the sky. And that is when all the electronic systems came alive like the installed TV's of the plane. A great distraction from annoying partners. However only one person couldn't be enjoying these distractions no matter what.
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"Well, why wouldn't I wanna know?" inquired the blue-eyed West Newbury native to his travel companion.
"There is a reason John. I can't tell it to you" she replied quietly.
"Oh come on" he insisted. "What could be so bad about a surname?"
Katie stared at him for a while or rather examined his gorgeous features. Right now, her mind was totally conflicted. She didn't want to tell him for fear that it would create a feud again but then a voice inside her head kept telling her that bygones were bygones and things had changed now. She didn't know who to believe.
"Katie? You know you're acting weird" his manly voice interrupted her thoughts.
Katie simply looked away and out the window. God she had never faced such a dilemma in her entire life. She honestly didn't know what to do. Tell him and ignite another raging war or maybe start believing that things had changed for the good. That he wouldn't despise her again.
"Look Katie, Shawn's been telling me about meeting someone who's from West Newbury. Well, I hail from there too so I want to know about you."
"How do you know it's me?" she asked wide-eyed.
"He did tell me later that it was some new diva called Katie" came the reply.
Katie sighed. Now what did she have to lose by telling him? He already knew that she was from Massachusetts. Plus, they had never been friends in the first place. So she wasn't going to lose anything by telling him who she really was.
But the thing that was really scaring her was how he would react when she would tell him her surname.
"You really wanna know then?" she asked quietly. He nodded in response, his eyes fixed on her in an intent gaze.
Katie sighed and then took a deep breath, silently praying to God that whatever happens should happen for the good.
Then she stared at him in her own version of an intent gaze and said softly. "John, I am Katie… Katie Norman."
