"You really think you can get rid of me that easily Chloe?" he asks as I run. I shrug and put my earbuds in, totally tuning him out. Doesn't quite block out his roar of frustration though. I finally finish my workout and look at him. "Now" I say, stepping off the treadmill and standing in front of him. "You wanna talk? Now, I have time to talk." He nods quickly. I nod towards the door and he steps back, following me out of the gym and to my room.
"Chloe" he moans, pulling me into his arms as soon as I close the door. "No Jon" I say, pushing him away. "I said talk, not hug, or touch, or anything like that. Although, what exactly we have left to talk about, I don't actually know." I walk over to my bag and start pulling out fresh clothes. "I love you Chloe" he says quietly. I shake my head, looking at him. "No" I say. "What we had, Jon, was lust. Pure and simple. No love involved. We did it, because we could, and because it was exciting. It's done now, it's finished. There's nothing else to say. Now, I need a shower. So, if you don't mind, and even if you do, it's time you left." "This isn't over Chloe" he warns, opening the door and slamming it behind him. I know he's right. There's no way he's going to give this up.
I hide out for the rest of the day, just chilling in the room and finally sleeping. Nikki calling me wakes me up. "Hello" I mumble sleepily. "Shit Chloe" she groans. "Where are you? Jon is in the lobby looking like he wants to kill somebody." "He does" I say. "Me. I'm not going back there Nikki, I can't." "What room?" she asks. I give her the number and hear the elevator open. "I'm on my way up" she says, ending the call.
As soon as I open the door she pulls me into her arms. "Damn you look a mess, and good at the same time" she says, finally letting me go. "How was Barbados?" "Amazing" I say, smiling at her as I sit cross legged on the floor. "I'm gonna go on honeymoon alone more often I think!" She laughs quickly then looks at me, face full of concern. "That smile ain't hiding shit Chloe" she warns. "You're hurting. We all know it. So admit it." "Hurting over what?" I ask. "I've got no right to hurt over Colby, I was doing the same thing as he was. And as for hurting over Jon, I'm getting over it..." "Bullshit" she says. "I know everyone thinks that you're hurting over Colby, and they're not gonna find out different from me. But, there's something you need to know too. Freya is pregnant." "What?" I ask, looking up at her. "The dumb fuck cheated on me with her and didn't even use anything? Oh my god!" I laugh, and laugh, and finally the tears are running down my face. "Oh that's justice right there!" I laugh, wiping my eyes. "Now he gotta play happy families. Work tonight is gonna be so much fun." I grab my phone as it beeps. "Ride with Jon tonight. My orders." Great. Thanks Hunter. I ignore the message and throw the phone again. "Why are men so freaking difficult?" I groan as there's a knock on the door. "Hope you didn't include me in that" Cena says, hugging me as I let him in. I shake my head and smile. "Of course not John" I say. "What can I do for you?" "Not for me" he says awkwardly. "For Ambrose. Please, Chloe. I know how hard these past few weeks have been for you. I've been there myself. But Jon, he's done nothing wrong, except fall in love. Deeply. Talk to him. See where he's coming from. What he wants. Please?" "Fine" I sigh. "Your tag teaming worked. I'll talk to him after Smackdown tonight."
"Hey" he says quietly as I walk into the lobby. I nod at him, I don't have chance to do anything else. "Chloe!" Colby yells. I spin around and wince as he hugs me tightly. "Get your grubby little hands off me Lopez" I warn. "Or I'll kick you so hard you won't be able to father another child." "You know?" he gulps, stepping away from me. "Yeah, I know" I say. "Whatever gave it away? Jon, we ready? I need to get away from him, he's Freya's problem now." "Uh, yeah, sure Chloe" Jon says grabbing my bag. I wave at Colby and follow Jon out to the car.
"What the hell happened in there?" he asks as we sit in the car. "Freya's pregnant" I say. He looks at me quickly. "She what?" he splutters. I shrug. "Not my problem anymore Jon" I say. "But are you seriously telling me you didn't know?" "Hell yes!" he says. "How did you find out?" "Nikki told me" I say. "She tells me lots. And John too. Look, I'm not promising the world or anything, but tonight, after the taping, you wanna hit a bar or something with me? I feel like I need a good drink before I head to Iowa to get my things tomorrow." "Sure" he says quickly. "A drink would be good. Come on, let's go give them a taping to remember."