Monday night. Raw is in Vegas, which means we can stay at home. I'm glad, I've missed this place. Jon is at the arena while I finish unpacking and sorting the apartment out. I check the time and grin. Raw is about half over, he's already told me he's in the main event so I know he won't have wrestled yet. I get changed quickly into a short denim skirt and one of his customised shirts that Sandra made for me, checking my hair and makeup before grabbing my flip flops and the car keys and running out of the door. Time to surprise the husband at work.
I get in the arena without being spotted, which suits my plan perfectly. I avoid his locker room like the plague, sneaking around corners and praying I won't get spotted. I hear her before I see her. "It's ok Summer" she says. "I've got a ride tonight. Don't worry about waiting for me." Summer says something then obviously walks off. I frown. What is she up to? A few people scurry past my hiding place but they don't notice me. It feels strange, sneaking around backstage when I work here, but I don't want Jon to see me. Well, not yet anyway. I change hiding places a few times, each time getting closer and closer to the gorilla position. I'm hiding in the shadows, within touching distance, when he goes out for his match, and when he comes back after winning. But I'm not alone in waiting for him.
"Jon!" Renee calls excitedly. "Congrats on the win. Uh, can I talk to you? Could you, uh, slow down a little?" "Not really Renee" he snaps. "Thanks for the congrats and all that shit, but I need to get away. Like now." "But Jon" she whines. "Summer has left me, and I don't have a ride to the hotel." "Call a cab" he says, reaching his locker room. "Walk. Whatever. How you get to the hotel is not my problem. How I get home to my wife is all I'm thinking about right now." I smirk, unable to stop myself. She watches as his locker room door slams in her face. She stares at it for a few seconds before shrugging and walking back in my direction. I can't hide anymore, this is just too perfect. I step out from behind the curtain and grab her arm as she passes. "Try and manipulate my husband again" I warn. "And I won't be so polite. He is not, ever, getting in a car with you again. Get that through your thick skull will you?" I let her go and push her away before making my way down to Jon's locker room.
I don't even bother knocking, just push the door open. "Renee!" he yells, without even turning around. "Leave me the fuck alone!" "Charming" I say, smirking as he spins around. "Lora?" he asks, rubbing his eyes quickly. I nod and he runs to me, scooping me up and slamming the door behind us. "I am so sorry for calling you R..." he starts. "Oh shit. I guess I'd better explain.." I shake my head. "I was behind the curtain" I say. "I heard everything. Unluckily for Renee, I also heard her tell Summer that she has a ride tonight so she doesn't need to wait for her." His eyes grow wide, realising what's happened. "She played me" he whispers. I nod, watching while he takes his frustration out on packing his bag. "Jon!" I yell finally. "Are we gonna let her spoil our night?" He stops straight away. "Fuck no" he says grabbing his bag and holding my hand. "Let's get out of here toots." I smile and let him lead me out of the locker room.
Renee is in the parking lot when we get outside. We pause by the door, listening to the fans call to her. "Are you waiting for Ambrose Renee?" one yells. She chuckles slightly, not denying it but not confirming it either. "Come on" I say, pulling Jon along with me. He puts his arm around me and we laugh as we come into their view. "Ambrose!" the fans yell. "Renee is waiting for you!" "She'll be waiting a hell of a long time" he yells back. "She shouldn't have told Summer she didn't need a ride tonight! See you tomorrow Renee, stay safe! There are a lot of weirdos out there!" We laugh as he throws his bag into the car then kisses me before getting in the drivers seat. "Lora!" a fan yells. I look over at the fence and smile as she gives me the thumbs up. "Two seconds Jon" I say, closing the door again. I jog over to the fence and she smiles. "You were great in NXT" she says, handing me some paper and a pen. I sign for her quickly and frown as she visibly starts shaking. Hands slip around my waist and I know Jon is there too. "Time for the fans" he says, signing autographs and taking pictures with them. "He never does this when Renee is with him" they whisper. Jon pretends to ignore them and soon we're ready to go. "Gotta go guys" Jon says apologetically. "Finally got the wife back from NXT for a while, got some catching up to do!" I groan and slap him playfully. "Bye guys" I say, waving as he leads me to the car. "Get me home Jonathan" I say. He grins and jumps in the car, starting it straight away. As we pull away, Renee is stood, watching the car, until we can't see her anymore.
