"I knew that there was something up between the two of you the minute that you guys got along." that was all Colby had said to Jon and Desiree, before he stormed out of the living room. To be quite honest, he was the most upset because Des and Jon never informed them of this new thing in their relationship. It pissed off more that Jon could be using this intern to satisfy his needs. What crossed his mind was what happened during Christmas? Jon was with Desiree during those few days—what could have went on there? Colby didn't want to know; the more that he wrapped his mind around Jon and Desiree kissing. Desiree had turned seventeen in November and Jon had turned twenty-eight in December—that's an eleven year age difference. Sure, there are couples that go beyond those age limits, but those people were normally the legal age. Desiree was not the legal age. She was almost the legal age, but not quite there.
It's been a six days ever since Jon and Colby had talked to one another. Colby figured that Jon needed to give him a reasonable explanation because he really wanted to know what was between him and Desiree. The questions that were burning inside his mind were the ones that were like: how did the relationship began? What are they doing? Why not tell him and everyone else? It was sad to say that he felt like the oddball in all of this.
In The Shield's Locker Room, Jon was lacing up his boots. He was already dressed in his tactical wrestling gear and one of the signature jackets that were for The Shield as he felt the atmosphere of wisdom around him. The RAW was old school for the night as all the legends from the past came together to put on the show. Two of the legends that have impacted Jon's character were present tonight and he will be doing a segment with him. Honestly, he felt like a boy at Christmas morning. This couldn't be much of an excitement to him. He had to act calm and cool—wasn't he always? All he had to do was get through the night without marking out, and that will be a big accomplishment to him.
When a door was heard open, he turned around to spot Desiree in her own tactical wrestling gear that she had gotten for her birthday. She always managed to take Jon's breath away, whenever she wore it. He couldn't help, but notice the look of concern that was coming out of the intern's face. Desiree bit her lip nervously, there was something that she had to tell Jon about what happened at New Years Eve. She worried that he wasn't going to like what she had spilled of their complicated relationship to Leighla Schultz, Colby's girlfriend. Jon's facial reaction went serious, when he looked at her face. He was prepared for the worst.
"What's wrong, Des?" he asked her, with all of the worry in the world. The tone of his voice, still managed to get serious, but that wasn't how he felt in the inside. He put his right foot down from the steel chair, in which he used to balance his foot, so that he would be able to lace up his wrestling boots.
"I told Leighla everything that has been going on about us. She thinks that it would be best for you to explain to Colby about what's going on with us. I just wanted to inform you that I didn't even know how to explain this thing between the two of us. Perhaps, you have a better explanation than I." Desiree wasn't feeling like herself as of late. Everything that she had been doing with Jon had been biting her in the ass real hard. How the hell was she supposed to react to everything? This was all freaking her out and she hated it.
"Desiree, as much as I would love to define this thing between the two of us, I can't define it. I don't even know what to call this thing between the two of us. As much as I would love to call you the 'g' word, unfortunately I can't do that. I don't think I can manage it. My wrestling career has always been my first priority. I don't want this thing to complicate everything for you and I. Des, I care about you so much and it breaks my heart telling you this, but I think we should call off whatever this thing is and focus on being the wrestler and the intern. We were always good friend, perhaps right now, that's all what we should be." Jon was able to remain strong through the entire thing, looking at Desiree, frozen at his response. There were two things that she could do: play it graceful and agree to it, or throw a bitch fit in front of him.
What was she going to decide?
"Okay, Jon. I understood what you're going with this," Desiree spoke quietly as she reached to the back of her neck and pulled out the golden key necklace that Jon had given to her for Christmas. Jon claimed that Des had the key to his heart, but this is a gift of feeling and affection. Jon doesn't want that with her right now. So, she felt like she had the give it back to him. "I think you might want this back," she pulled Jon's hand and dropped the necklace in the palm of his hand. Their eyes connected with each other for a moment, before she responded. "Thank you for making my dreams come true. I know that there will be a girl that will wear this key to your heart proudly and bless the girl, whoever she is. Hopefully, you will make her happy."
Desiree didn't say anymore—she walked out of the room, leaving Jon. She never thought that this thing with Jon would end up the way that it did. There was a part of her inside that died a little bit right there, but her life will go on, with or without him. Apparently, it won't be with him and she thought that it was okay. Right now, she just wanted to surround herself with friends that she cared about so far. What made her the happiest was knowing that her socially awkward best friend was returning after weeks of absence.
"Please tell me that you didn't throw some sort of a bitch fit in front of him?" Brad Maddox asked her, when she was done explaining how Jon was calling off this thing that were going on between the two of them. Still, Desiree had failed to find a name for it. Suppose, it didn't matter anymore. It was just going to be Desiree and Jon—the intern and the wrestler. It was easy to define that as a friendship. That thing with the kissing and all that stuff—no name for that!
Brad's eyes turned to Des that was sitting on the couch with her face to her knees. She hated being questioned by this guy sometimes, but she was able to handle it because of Declan and his questions of the world. If she could handle Declan's questions, Brad's questions should not be a problem for her. "I walked out with my head up high. Even though, I felt something in my heart just die, when he was talking to me. I felt some sort of pain and sadness in my emotions. I don't know how to describe it, but I am so sad, yet so angry. I actually want to cry right now… " Desiree touched the area of her chest, where her heart was at. The feel hadn't stopped being there ever since Jon said that he wanted to be friends with her.
Brad knew what Desiree was going through. It was a no-brainer for him at all. He was shocked that this advanced and intelligent young woman wasn't able to pick up the signs. Did she pick them up with Asher, her ex-boyfriend? "Um…Desiree, I think you're feeling heartbroken." he clarified it for her as Desiree didn't want to accept, what Brad had told her. Heartbroken? She has never been heartbroken in her life. Not even with Asher, she was traumatized of the event, but she wasn't heartbroken at all. Was Desiree Harper experiencing her very first heartbreak thanks to Jonathan Good?
"Heartbroken? I'm not heartbroken!" Desiree declined, standing up with her head high. It was so easy for her to say that she wasn't heartbroken. All Brad could do was look at her, knowing that Desiree was a heartbroken girl right there that needed a good cry. But, it was effortless to just breakdown and cry. "Who am I kidding? I am so hurt right now!" she began to sob as Brad gave her his shoulder to cry on. "I can understand, why Jon did this, but it hit me like a bullet. He took my heart and crushed it on the ground with his boot." Desiree continued, tears forming in her eyes. She never saw Jon ending this thing right there, she thought that Jon would fight for her like he has fought for her millions of times before. She thought that Jon was in love with her and thought that she might actually have a shot with her.
"There, there, there, Desiree. No need to cry. Just like my mother tells me, the grass is always greener on the other side," Brad assured her with the best wisdom that he was ever given. The grass is always greener on the other side. "Also, my mom has told me that you're going to have to kiss a lot of bitches to find your princess, but for you—you're going to have to kiss a lot of frogs to find your prince charming." Brad continued to assure her that everything was going to end up alright for her. Desiree looked up from him with tears still in her eyes. Her makeup was ruined as the black mascara was running through her cheeks.
"I thought Jon was my prince charming." a tear fell from her eyes and landed on her cheek for a dramatic pause. Then, she continued to sob after the pain was too much for her to handle.
Breaking Desiree's heart was the last thing that Jon wanted to do. Even though, she seemed like a rock at their confrontation, he knew that she was hurt. He kept looking at the golden key necklace that she had given back to him. The fact was that Desiree does own the key to his heart—she figuratively does now. The thought of being covered in snake slim didn't occur to him right now. It never crossed his mind that he was smiling, until he had the tape shown to him. He failed at two things tonight—Desiree and cracking a smile, which was witnessed by a bunch of people all over the world. He knew that Vince McMahon was not going to be happy about that action, but this felt like such a careless night, even the crowd didn't seem to care about being out there because the cheers were weak as hell.
"I want to talk about what I saw at New Years Eve."
Jon carelessly looked up to find Colby standing there. Colby had been looking for Jon all over the place because he really needed to talk to him about everything that was going on between him and Desiree. What was going on between the two of them? When Colby had brought that up to talk about, Jon snapped. It was the last thing that he wanted to talk about with him. What was there to talk about? Everything good about his life was now taken away from him? Jon knew that there was nothing to talk about.
"What's to talk about?" Jon gained a look of insanity in his eyes. It was like he had transformed to some different kind of person. "I called things off with Des. Are you happy now?" with that, he patted Colby on the shoulder went walked away, leaving Colby in confusion—this breakup of The Shield will be an ugly thing.
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