John woke up the next day not knowing where he was. He slowly sat up in the bed and began to look around the room. It definitely didn't look like the hotel room he was supposed to be sharing with Randy. He didn't remember being in this room before. He continued to look around and noticed clothes scattered around the floor. He had a bad feeling about this as he cautiously looked over to the other side of the bed and saw a sleeping redhead.

"Shit," John said out loud when he looked away from his ex-girlfriend after the memories of last night started to flood through his mind. He remembered showing up to Lita's house last night. He remembered how he was about to leave when he found out Anthony wasn't there, but Lita invited him inside. John remembered when he kissed her and she kissed him back. He remembered telling her that he didn't care he was married when she stopped the kiss because he loved her. He also remembered it going a lot further than just a kiss, that was evident by the close all over the room. Oh yea, he definitely got himself in a messy situation.

John looked back over to Lita when he heard her stir in bed. He didn't know what was going to happen now, but he was sure he was going to find out pretty soon.

"Oh God," Lita groaned as she tried to sit up in bed, but wasn't successful. She closed her eyes and stayed still for a moment before she tried the task again and was successful this time.

John looked at Lita while just sat there with her eyes still closed and he head in her hands. He didn't know what was going through her mind. He didn't know whether or not she remembered yet what happened last night. The brunette was sure the redhead didn't remember just yet because if she did, then she probably wouldn't be calm at the moment.

Lita finally opened her eyes after a couple of minutes and realized she wasn't in her room. She was in her house, just not in her room. She began to think about why she would sleep in her guest room and not in her own room. That made no sense to her, but then her thinking did some good when the memories of last night began to flood through her mind just like with John not long before her.

"No," Lita said to herself, shaking her head. Her voice was quiet but John could still hear her and he had a feeling she was on a verge of a freak out. "Please no. This could not have happened. Please no. No no no no no."

The woman closed her eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again and slowly turning her head over to the left side. Lita was hoping she was wrong and the memories were just a dream she had. Yea, a dream would be much better than her actually sleeping with John. But it felt too real for it all just to be a dream.

"Shit," Lita said when she saw John staring right back at her and her hunch was confirmed. She pulled the sheet closer to herself when she realized she wasn't wearing anything under there.

"That's what I said," John said as he let out a nervous laugh even though there was nothing funny about their situation and the circumstances surrounding it.

The two simply gazed at one another in silence for what felt like the longest time before Lita looked away and broke the silence. "Close your eyes."

"Um-"

"Close your eyes," Lita repeated as she looked over at John once again to make sure he did as she said. John was confused but obliged nonetheless. "Don't open them until I say so." John simply nodded.

Lita waited a beat to make sure John wasn't going to open his eyes anytime soon before she got up from the bed and retrieved her clothes from the ground. She quickly dressed herself before grabbing John's clothes as well and throwing them towards him on the bed. John opened his eyes to see what was just hit by when Lita was about to tell him to do so.

"Put them on," John heard Lita say. He looked over at her and noticed she was now fully clothed which explained why she told him to close his eyes. She was turned around so his back was facing him.

John repeated Lita's earlier actions and put his own clothes on. He looked over to Lita once again and saw her back was facing towards him. Not much was said between the two so far and he didn't know what to say. He thought about how to start a conversation for a while before he called out to Lita.

"Lita," John began to say, only to be interrupted by the redhead.

"Are you dressed?"

"Yes," John nodded to which Lita turned around to face him. "None of that should have happened last night."

Lita nodded. "I know."

"I mean, I'm married. I can't believe I just did that to Mickie all over again. She doesn't deserve this."

"You shouldn't be," Lita cut him off.

"What?" John asked just as confused as he looked.

Lita said nothing for a moment and looked away because she was wary of his response. She didn't know if she should reveal was she was thinking about because she wasn't sure she could handle John rejecting her all over again like three years ago. She looked back and John who was patiently waiting for what she had to say. She walked towards him and stopped right in front of him before speaking.

"You shouldn't be married John. You said so yourself you shouldn't be married to her and you're right, you shouldn't. It's not too late. It's never too late. You can get a divorce. Please don't go back to her. I love you and I know you love me too because you told me so yourself. Please leave her."

John was too stunned by Lita's admission to say anything at the moment. It was like they time traveled over three years ago. Only difference this time was that this was happening in person rather than over the phone. Well, other than the fact that Lita wasn't pregnant this time, but it wasn't like John knew about it back then or even now.

"Please leave her," Lita repeated which caused John to come back to present time. "I love you."

John let out a sigh when he knew what he had to do even though it wasn't his first choice, but he thought it was the right choice. "You're right, I love you. I remember what I said last night, but-"

"Just get out," Lita interrupted him when she correctly assumed where this was going. She knew she couldn't handle it and she wasn't about to let John see her crumble.

"Lita-"

"Get out!" Lita shouted. She tried to keep it together, but it was getting tough for her. She just wanted him gone now. "Leave! I don't want you in my house any longer! Get the hell out!"

John made no movement to do as she was demanding and was about to explain himself, but before he could, Lita grabbed him by the arm and began to drag him out of the room and towards the door downstairs. He was surprised they didn't go tumbling down the stairs with how aggressive Lita was pulling him. Once they were in front of the front door, Lita opened it and was surprised to see Mellie, who looked like she was about to ring the doorbell, and Anthony on the other end of the door. Her sister quickly covered her sons eyes before he could look up from Mellie's phone he was entertaining himself with.

"Hey!" Anthony protested once his eyes were covered and he couldn't see anything anymore.

"We're playing a game," Mellie said after she got over the shock of the scene in front of her as she glared at John. "If you keep your eyes closed and don't say anything until we go inside, you get ice cream, okay?"

"It's not even noon yet," Lita replied.

"Really? You're going to do that right now?" Lita said nothing as she looked down at the ground. Mellie sent one last dirty look Johns way before she led Anthony inside the house. They were all pretty glad Anthony didn't realize John was there because that had potential not to be good.

John stepped outside on the porch hoping Lita would do the same so he could explain himself like he wanted to earlier, but the woman stood still while she continued to look down at the ground. John gently pulled Lita outside the house and closed the door behind them.

"I'm sorry," John said as he broke the uncomfortable silence. "I love you so much. I know that's never going to change, but-"

"Just stop right there," Lita shook her head as she looked up at John who could tell she was trying her best not to cry because her eyes were beginning to tear up. "I already know what you're going to say so don't say it. You're going to say the same thing you did to me three years ago. Dawn was right, I'm always going to get the short end of the stick when it comes to the John-Lita-Mickie saga. You say you love me, but you're always going to choose her. It's never going to be me."

"I'm choosing my family. I can't leave them. I'm sorry, but I just can't leave my family. My daughter is going to be here in a month. I have to be there for her and Mickie. I can't leave them. I made a mistake by coming here in the first place. Maybe Dawn was right, we should just go back to how things were before we saw each other at Randy and Trish's wedding. That would be so much easier and we wouldn't put ourselves into a mess like this again. Two times is more than enough."

Lita couldn't take it anymore as the tears began to increase. "There's nothing easy about that John! I can't just forget you. If that were easy then don't you think I would have done that a long time ago?"

Lita paused for a brief moment before she continued. "Do you even love Mickie? Maybe you do, but I know you love me more because then you wouldn't be here. You wouldn't keep calling me when she clearly doesn't want you to talk to me. You wouldn't have visited me last night. Please don't do this to me again."

"I'm sorry," John said once again. Lita was now full on crying and John felt terrible. "Just please try to understand."

Lita shook her head. "No. I'm an idiot, I should have known you would do this to me again." She turned around to leave so she could go back inside the house.

"Lita," John called after her, but Lita paid no attention to him as she opened the door and entered the house.

John simply stared at the closed door for a while after Lita was out of sight. He didn't want to do this either, but he felt like there was no other choice and this was the right thing to do. Lita was right, he did love her more than he loved his wife even though he tried so hard not to. She was also right when she said there was nothing easy about forgetting the other. But he felt like he had to do it for his family and would try his best for them. He walked away and back to the rental car determined to forget all about his ex and move on with Mickie and their daughter.

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