Rolling With the Punches
Chapter 21
Disclaimer: Fiction means it didn't happen in real life. Therefore, this did not happen in real life because it's….you guessed it…fiction!
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Kevin was in his locker room, hanging out with Rami and Colby. They'd just come back from having the last two days off, and Colby was just dying to see how Kevin would react to finding out that Dallas and Tom had spent their time off together. While he wasn't trying to cause problems, at the same time, he absolutely enjoyed the drama that he was including himself in.
"Have you heard about Dallas and Tom?" he asked, always the gossip...and troublemaker.
Kevin's head immediately popped up. "What about them?" he questioned.
"Well, she stayed at his house, while she was in Orlando."
"Uh...why?"
"I dunno. Apparently when they were at the Performance Center, it was obvious to everyone that there was something going on between them."
Rami glared at Colby, unamused with how he was spilling all of this to Kevin. He was trying so hard to get Kevin to quit being so possessive of her, and here Colby was...ruining it all with his big, gossipy mouth. "And you're telling us this because…?"
Colby shrugged. "I just thought it was pretty interesting."
"Don't get him started on this shit with Dallas again," Rami warned.
"What? I was just talking about what I heard," Colby defensively replied. "Besides, you don't care, right?"
The expression Kevin wore on his face answered that question for the both of them. "Do you really have to ask that question?!"
"I mean, I shouldn't have to, considering she's your ex-girlfriend," Colby said, giving his friend a defiant look.
"Like you wouldn't give a fuck about what...or who Leighla was doing?" Kevin shot back.
"Don't get me wrong, I care and all, but if she was involved with someone else...which she is...I can't be mad about it. I'm the one who cheated on her. I got caught, and I lost her. Kind of how things go. I can't expect her to sit in a box all by herself, while I'm doing whatever I want."
"What if she was with someone who works with us?" he questioned.
"That would suck, but what am I supposed to do about it? Throw a fit like a two year-old?"
Rami smirked at Kevin. "See?"
"Dude, you're not still stuck on Dallas, are you?" Colby asked.
"I'm married. Why the hell would I still be pining over Dallas? She's become a fuckin' trainwreck," Kevin dismissed, though he wasn't actually convincing anyone with how snippy and spiteful his tone was.
"What the hell is it with everyone being hooked on Dallas?" Colby rhetorically questioned aloud.
"Why? Who else is interested?" Kevin nosily inquired.
"The other night, Good was having a hissy fit about her," Colby replied.
"Good?" Rami asked. "As in Jon Good?"
"Yeah…"
"He's been a dick to her since her first day on the main roster," Rami pointed out.
"Well, when I mentioned this whole Tom and Dallas thing to him, the other night, he lost his shit. Joe said something about how he wanted to fuck her or something. And I asked if he already did. He denied it. I mean, I didn't really believe him, but…" Colby shrugged.
"When did she get so popular?" Kevin questioned, anger filling him at the thought of Dallas with Jon.
"She's always been popular with the guys. But when you two were together, no one had a chance in hell. She was so crazy about you that it wasn't worth even trying. But after you left her, she became the number one target."
Kevin slumped his shoulders. While he didn't want to take any of the credit for Dallas's popularity with the male population, he knew it wouldn't be an issue had it not been for his own actions.
"You alright, man?" Colby asked.
"What the fuck did I do?" he groaned.
"I knew it! You do miss her."
"I love Gina. I do. It's just...I was with Dal for five years. Makes it hard to forget about her, especially now that she's here...and everyone else wants her." Kevin paused. "Do not gossip about his, Lopez. I swear, I will fuck you up, if you do."
"I won't say anything to anyone. I just...don't get me wrong, I love Dallas. I really do, she's cool as shit. I love hanging out with her and bickering with her. And, yeah, she's gorgeous and all, but it's like...man, everyone is just completely losing their shit over her," he said.
"Being with Dallas is...it's just...it's different. She's cool. You can hang out with her like she's one of the guys, and it doesn't matter. She's hot as hell, so showing her off is definitely an ego boost. She's...great in bed. She's...I mean, the only differences we really ever had were that she loves hockey and beer, and I don't like either."
"So, then, why did you cheat on her, if she's so great?"
Kevin sighed. "The thing with Dallas is that…" He paused. "You know about the shit that she went through, right?"
Colby pressed his lips together and nodded. "Yeah, I know."
"Well, she always said it didn't bother her and shit. She played it all off like it was no big deal. But...she was definitely closed off in a lot of ways, you know? I never really felt like she fully trusted me. I mean, she never accused me of doing anything behind her back or went through my stuff. She wasn't one of those crazy girlfriends or whatever...nothing like that. She just acted like she didn't care about any of it. She never wanted to get married. She definitely never wanted to have kids at all. She refused to talk about what happened to her...or really about anything in her past. Even...we...well, I…" Kevin took a deep breath and let it out. "I took her to a therapist once...because I mean, after going through all of that, I feel like you should go talk to someone about it. She just kind of acted like nothing serious happened, like everything was perfectly fine. She just...wouldn't open up to me, and it killed me. I wanted to help her so badly. Even when I told her about Gina, she acted like it wasn't a big deal. She didn't flip out on me or anything. She told me she had a feeling, and then, asked me if I was leaving her. And that…" He shook his head. "I snapped and went off on her. Then, I left her."
"Wow," Colby breathed.
"I know. It makes me look like such a dick for leaving her. When it comes down to it, I pretty much left her because of the shit that happened to her."
Rami nodded enthusiastically. "I'm not much better. You bailed on her, and I stopped talking to her," he agreed.
"You're both assholes," Colby spoke with a nod. "I mean, after what she went through...I could never do that."
"Why do you think Claudio hates me so much? After I left Dallas, he was ready to kill me...not that I blame him."
"Ah! It all makes sense now." Colby paused. "I bet you regret that whole thing now, huh?"
"I mean, I love Gina. I love my son. I can't regret any of it because if it didn't happen, I wouldn't have my family. But...fuck if I don't think about her all the time."
"Man, you've got issues," Colby breathed.
Kevin glared at his friend. "Thanks, asshole."
"You have to leave her alone," Rami told him, his voice firm.
"Besides, she has Tom and Jon up her ass. The last thing she needs is for you to jump on that bandwagon," Colby pointed out.
"You know, if you could stop talking about all of the guys who want to fuck my ex-girlfriend, that'd be awesome."
Colby shrugged. "It's just the way it is, my man."
"What?" Jon questioned Joe, in their shared locker room. They also had Nick Nemeth, Randy Orton, and Stu Bennett sharing it with them.
The Samoan gave him a look. "You know exactly what."
"No, I don't. Stop looking at me like that."
"Are you gonna talk to her?" Joe asked him.
"Talk to who?"Jon shot back, playing dumb.
"Stop. You know exactly who I'm talking about."
"Who's he talking about?" Randy inquired.
"No one," Jon quickly shot back, giving his best friend a look.
"Bullshit. Stop acting like you didn't call her twenty times when her phone was going straight to voicemail," Joe called him out.
"I didn't," he denied, though from his tone, it was clear that he was lying. But he didn't think so. He had to have attempted calling her more like fifty times, so Joe was technically wrong.
"Bullshit."
"Who are you talking about?" Nick asked.
"No one."
"Obviously, she's not no one, mate," Stu chimed in.
"Fuck. Leave me alone. I'm not interested in her. I'm not gonna talk to her because there's nothing for us to talk about. I don't give a shit about her. Now, can we please stop talking about Dallas?" The second her name left his mouth, Jon wanted to strangle himself. He couldn't have kept his mouth shut and not let the room full of guys know about his recent interest in the newest Diva in the company.
"Dallas?!" Nick shot.
"Really?" Randy asked, considering the pairing.
"I'm actually not surprised," Stu said.
"There's nothing going on," Jon groaned.
"Why not?" Randy asked. "You two seem like you'd work well together."
"We wouldn't," he quickly dismissed.
"Why not? Are you just being shy with us, Jonny Boy?" Nick teased him.
"I don't fucking like her. I have no interested in her. I don't give a shit about what she does. I don't care who she fucks. She can do whatever or whoever she wants. And so can I," he vented frustrated with all of the Dallas-related comments.
The guys all exchanged amused looks with each other. "You seem a little defensive there, mate," Stu chuckled.
"She can go fuck Tom. I don't give a shit," the Lunatic Fringe growled.
"You uh…sound a little pissed off that she spent the last couple of days with Tom," Nick commented, smirking.
"I'm not!" Jon yelled.
"Well, then, I guess that's good because I heard those two were getting pretty close," Randy chimed in.
"Yeah. Apparently they have a thing going on or so I hear," Joe popped his two cents in.
"I know what you're trying to do," Jon breathed through gritted teeth.
The guys laughed. "Oh relax, we're just busting your balls," Nick said, nudging him with his shoulder.
"It's not funny," Jon replied.
Truth be told, it was annoying the hell out of him to have to hear about Tom and Dallas constantly. Was he pissed off about them being together? If he was being honest with himself, kind of. If Dallas was getting herself all caught up in these stupid games with Tom, then, she probably wouldn't be sleeping with him. And he was sure that he wanted to experience her again. He didn't need anyone knowing about that, though.
"I think it is," Joe said,
"Fuck you, man," Jon impatiently quipped before getting up and storming out of the locker room. He began walking around aimlessly, trying to calm himself down a bit.
That hope was quickly shot to shit when saw Dallas. He sneered at the brunette. She gave him a confused look.
"What's your problem, grumpy?" she sharply questioned.
He raised an eyebrow and stopped in his tracks. "My problem? What's my problem?" he incredulously questioned.
"That was my question. I'm glad you understood it."
"I'm so fucking sick and tired of hearing about you fucking around with everyone else," he shot. "Seriously, try to keep your legs shut once in a while, Dallas."
"Well, Mox, what happens between my legs isn't any of your business," she quipped. "Unless you're the one between them, don't think about it."
"You're such a fucking slut."
She smirked. "Like you're the first person to ever tell me that?" Dallas laughed bitterly. "Sounds to me like you're jealous."
"Like I'd be jealous of Tom?"
"Why do you give a shit about what I do? You can fuck whoever you want to, Mox. I won't even think twice about it. But I go to Orlando with Tom, and it's like you're bothered by it or something," she spoke with a roll of her eyes.
"Well, if you're dating Tom, you probably won't be sleeping with me, so that does affect me," he replied.
"Who told you we were dating?" she asked him, furrowing her brow.
"I dunno. Someone said you two have a thing. And by someone, I mean…like everyone," he told her.
"Oh man. Okay. Well, I'm not dating Tom. I told him it wasn't going to happen," she explained, shaking her head.
"Oh…"
"You seriously need to relax, Mox. This whole jealous bit you keep pulling is getting pretty old. We slept together a couple of times. That's it. It was great and all, but that doesn't mean that you need to be getting jealous and shit. What I do when I'm not with you is none of your business. If you have a problem with it, deal with it on your own. Don't take it out on me."
"So, you think you can whore yourself out around the locker room and still fuck with me?" he questioned.
Dallas rolled her eyes. "Then, I won't fuck with you, Mox. It doesn't bother me. To be honest, I wasn't really planning on doing it anyway."
"Oh. Right. Like you're the fucking prize," he muttered. He knew he thought she was. But he wasn't about to tell her that. Dallas pushed passed him. He caught her by the shoulder. "So that's how it is?"
"Is it supposed to be some other way?" she spat.
He held his glare on her for a few minutes longer, before she finally pulled away from him and headed back down the hallway.
Jon was fuming. He wasn't quite sure what it was about her, but Dallas had managed to get under his skin so easily. The way she shrugged him off with such ease really got to him. Women didn't typically blow him off like that. In fact, he usually had issues getting them to go away at all. Jon was never one to chase a skirt and always swore that he never would. But he found that since he had met Dallas, he was the only one doing the chasing. That was definitely not something he wanted to admit. But every single time that he was near her, he had a difficult time keeping his hands off of her. Jon wasn't sure what he was doing when it came to her, but he knew he needed to figure it out…and soon.