"What the hell were you two thinking?!" Stephanie yelled pacing the office floor.
"I didn't know he would do that." Aiden tried to plead his case, "That was not my idea!"
Hunter grabbed Stephanie's wrist as she started for him, "Steph, sit down…please." He spoke softly.
She glared at Aiden and sat down next to her husband at the conference table. It was 8:30am in Stamford, Aiden had showed up first, Hunter was anxiously awaiting for Cedric. Straightening his tie, Hunter placed his hands on the table, cuffing them together, "Honestly, I don't give a rats ass whose idea it was. Regardless of the storyline, your friend, got in the ring with two people he was never supposed to interact with. Since the whole hotel brawl, Jonathan and Cedric weren't ever going near each other, then for him to put his hands on Trinity?! Tossing her like a rag doll?!" Hunter's face turned red as he yelled. Stephanie placed a hand on his forearm, "Do you not realize that he physically hurt her?! He used every bit of his strength on her!"
Aiden sat back in the chair and slowly nodded, "Once again, that wasn't my idea, I didn't know that was going to happen."
Stephanie sighed, "What Hunter is trying to say is, you're in hot water because of Cedric."
"Not as hot as Cedric." Hunter mumbled lowly.
Aiden nodded again, "I understand. May I ask how she's doing?"
"She'll be fine," Stephanie replied, "For now, you're off the road, at least until we decide on your punishment. I'll contact you later once we all decide on who gets fined and suspended."
Aiden inhaled deeply, "Okay."
They watched as he stood up and headed out of the door, "Bastard." Hunter mumbled.
"Paul," Stephanie replied, "You have to calm down, we're at corporate, there are other meetings going on."
He nodded, "I'm sorry, it just bothers me when female wrestlers get hurt behind idiots."
"I know, and I understand. Plus, I admire how you are towards them and our own children." Stephanie smiled, "But you can't try to fight the people who causes harm all the time, you're their boss."
He smirked slightly, "I know, it's hard to let go of the wrestler in me." His smile faded quickly, "How is she anyway?"
"They're down in Tampa," Stephanie replied, "She had a small cut on her head from landing on the turnbuckle, with a minor concussion, but other than that she's okay."
Hunter sighed, "Okay, maybe you shouldn't have told me that while we're waiting for Cedric."
She nodded, "Maybe not."
Jonathan stood in the doorway of the bedroom and watched as she slept peacefully. He closed the door behind him as he started towards the bed. Sitting on his side, he fixed the covers over her carefully not trying to wake her, before laying down himself. Once they made it back home, he ended up watching the videos that surfaced online from Tuesday. Seeing her being tossed into the corner of the ring angered him even more, each time he watched it.
"I'll kill him." Jon sat in the medic's room as they examined Trinity, "I swear I'm going to kill him."
She laid on the table half conscious, "Trinity follow my finger." The doctor stated softly as he held the flashlight to her eyes and one finger in the air.
Josh stood against the wall, slowly nodded, "Why the hell was he out there?"
He shrugged his shoulders, "Don't know, guess he's working with Aiden."
"I've never seen them together though," Josh replied, "But I'm not surprised."
As the exam on Trinity continued, a part of him wanted to go hunt Cedric down, but he didn't want to leave her side. The more he watched her lay there in pain and confused, the angrier he got.
"Fuck this," He huffed and started out of the medic's room.
Josh glanced over at Trinity as she laid there, unaware of Jonathan storming out. He started after his twin, noticing Tamina, Alexa, and Becky coming his way. "Stay with her," Josh pleaded, "I'm going after Jon."
He got a nod from the three women and quickly disappeared down the hallway. "Jon!" Josh yelled, his voice echoed throughout the halls, "Have you seen Jon?" He asked a producer walking past.
"Yeah, he headed down to the men's locker room."
Josh nodded and raced off, hoping he'd get there before his brother found Cedric or Aiden. As he reached the locker rooms, he heard his brother's voice followed by loud noises. "I WILL FUCKIN' KILL YOU!" He pushed past a few wrestlers and made his way inside the room. Jonathan was being held back by Braun, Sheamus, Ceasaro, Big E, and Titus, "GET THE HELL OFF ME! I'LL KILL HIM!"
Scanning the room as he headed towards his brother, he didn't see Cedric anywhere in sight, but he followed his brother's eyes and noticed Aiden peeping out of the restroom area. Feeling himself getting angry just by seeing Aiden's face, he inhaled deeply and focused on getting his brother out of there.
"I got him," Josh assured the men, "Come on bro, Trin needs you."
He could see the pain in his brother's eyes, "It's not worth it, not right now."
"I'll see you around," Jon stated, "THAT'S A PROMISE!"
He yelled as Josh, Braun, and Sheamus guided him out of the locker room. Reaching the medic's room, Trinity was finally coming to as the women stood around her, trying their best to calm her down. "I need him…where is he...what happened?" She asked through tears, "I need Jon."
"He's here Trin," Tamina replied softly, "He's here."
Jonathan quickly moved over to her, "Trin, baby calm down."
He rested his head next to hers, wiping her tears away, "I'm here, I'm sorry baby. I swear I am, calm down."
Josh sighed and leaned against the wall as he watched on. As much as he watched to tear a new one into Aiden, he knew that wouldn't have helped anything at that moment. After Trinity's exam was complete, they took her back to the hotel to rest. Before they could leave the building, word had quickly spread that Cedric had already disappeared before Jonathan searched for him, due to Hunter and Randy scaring him off beforehand.
"Jon…" Her voice made him snap out of his thoughts.
He rolled over to face her, "You okay? What's wrong?"
"Nothing," Trinity replied softly, "You were zoned out for a minute."
He sighed, "I know, sorry."
"I'm okay." She assured him, "Okay?"
"Okay." He gently kissed her forehead, staring at the stitches, "Does your head feel okay?"
She nodded, "Yeah, hurts a little but…battle scars." She jokingly replied.
"Not funny." He replied sternly.
"Jon," Trinity sighed, "I was trying to make light of the situation."
"I know but this isn't a light situation Trin," His blood began to boil as he sat up, "He had no business touching you."
"I hit him, twice." He looked over at her, "I started it."
"No," Jon replied, "I refuse to let you take the blame for what he did, he got into the ring and hit Josh, then got in your face."
She nodded, "Yes, only because I knew he was going to try and hit you with the chair next. So, I wanted to defend you."
"And I appreciate that," Jon replied softly, "But for him to throw you like that, that's when it became personal."
She stared at her hands, "I know."
He placed a kiss on her forehead, "I can't say how sorry I am baby."
"You shouldn't be," Trinity replied, "Jon, none of this was your doing. Neither you, Josh, or myself knew that this would happen. So please, stop beating yourself up over this."
Jon sighed out of frustration. The more he sat there, the angrier he got, "Where are you going?" Trinity asked as he got out of the bed.
"I need some air." He replied sharply.
"Wh-"
"I need to get out of here, okay?!" She jumped as he turned around and yelled, "I can't sit here and see you like this!"
Tears formed in her eyes as he continued yelling, making her head throb more, "Jon just please, stop." She whispered, "Can you just come here, please?" Ignoring her pleas, he started for the closet, "No."
Standing slowly, she headed towards the closet as he got dressed, "Jonathan."
Exiting the closet, he glanced at her as she grabbed his arm, "Jon, I need you here."
Brushing her hand away, he turned her around, facing the bed "Get back in the bed, I'll be back."
"But…" Turning around, she watched as he started out the door. Hearing the door slam shut downstairs, she cried silently as she headed back to the bed.
Joe sat on the couch flipping through channels as the doorbell rang, "I'll get it." Galina exited their bedroom and started for the door. Opening the door, she was surprised to see Jonathan standing there, "Hey G." He greeted lowly.
"Jon," Galina studied his face, "What's wrong?"
Joe heard the door close and watched as Jon entered the living room, "Uce, what's up man?"
Sitting on the other end of the couch he inhaled deeply as Galina stood in the doorway, "Where's Trin?" She asked sternly, once he didn't answer she repeated louder, "Jonathan Solofa, where is Trinity?"
Cutting his eyes at her for using his government name, he shrugged her question off, "Home."
She quickly exchanged looks with Joe as he turned the volume down on the TV and sat up, "Not that we don't love having you over here, but why aren't you there with her?" Joe questioned.
He inhaled deeply, anticipating Galina's response, "I left, I needed some air."
Joe opened his mouth to respond but Galina beat him to the punch, "AIR?! DOESN'T SHE HAVE A CONCUSSION?!"
Closing his eyes, he stared at the floor before nodding. Cursing under his breath, Joe glared at him, "What the hell Jon."
He nodded, "I know."
"No, you don't!" Galina smacked him in the back of the head.
"What was that for?!" Jon cut his eyes at her from the couch, as she towered over him.
"For being stupid!" Galina hissed at him, "Seriously, she's at home with a concussion, and you left all because you needed air?!"
"Yes!" Jon yelled through clenched teeth, "I don't want to see her like that! It's my damn fault she's like that!"
Standing in the middle of the room, Galina began pacing the floor, "It isn't though, you didn't know-"
"It's not about me not knowing, it's the fact that it happened!" Jon replied, "I don't want her getting hurt like that!"
Joe sighed as he heard the cracking in his cousin's voice, "Jon…calm down." He ordered sternly. He knew how Jonathan and Joshua's tempers could be, especially since he had one himself, plus he didn't take kindly to people arguing with his wife, but Jon and Josh were like brother's to Galina.
"Sorry G," Jon glanced at her, then Joe, "Wasn't trying to bark at you."
Galina nodded, "I know, we both do." She looked at Joe, who simply nodded, "You two talk, I'll check on Trinity."
Placing a kiss on Joe's lips, she grabbed her purse and keys out of their bedroom and headed out the door. Joe sighed and looked over at Jon as he leaned forward with his head down, "Jon, you can't blame yourself. What Cedric did," He could see Jon's leg shake at the mention of his name, "Was cowardly, and it wasn't your fault. I understand completely that you want to protect Trinity but storming out when you know at times like this is when she needs you the most, that's not smart man."
"I know." Jon sighed, "I hate seeing her in pain, it pisses me off more by the minute."
Joe nodded, "I can imagine, but you can't leave her in moments like this."
Jon ran a hand over his face and stood up, "I'm an asshole."
"Yeah," Joe chuckled slightly, "Pretty much, now come on, I'll go with you so Trin and G don't jump you."
He followed Jon out the door and to his truck. As he drove across town and back home, his mind raced with how she must've felt as he stormed out. Pulling into the driveway, he inhaled deeply as Joe unbuckled his seatbelt and got out, "Come on man."
"They're here Trin." Galina whispered, hearing Joe's voice downstairs.
She rubbed her back as she threw up for the third time that afternoon, still suffering from her concussion. Grabbing a towel, she wet it with cold water and placed it on Trinity's neck. Flushing the toilet, Trinity slowly stood and headed for the sink to brush her teeth. Hearing Joe call out her name, Galina exited the bathroom and towards the bedroom door, "Up here."
"Go on, make it right." Joe urged him as he stared at the staircase.
Before he could move, Galina was heading down the stairs, glaring at him, "G, don't." Joe stated, noticing her fists balled up.
"Get your ass up there, NOW!" Galina hissed.
Joe sighed and softly grabbed his wife's hand, gently pulling her out of Jonathan's way, "That's enough babe. We'll get out of here, go make it right."
Jon inhaled deeply and nodded as the two headed out of the door. Locking the door behind them, he started for the stairs, preparing himself for the fight ahead.
After brushing her teeth, she closed her eyes and focused on breathing. Suddenly, she could sense someone in the room, "Don't." She whispered sternly, feeling his eyes on her. Ignoring her, Jon placed a hand on her back, "I'm sorry."
"Yeah, you are." She glared at him through the mirror before heading into the bedroom.
"Trin…" He followed her as she stopped in her tracks, "Trinity, I'm sorry."
"Okay, and?" She scoffed, "Why are you here?"
"Because I want to be," Jon replied, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have left baby."
"Now you want to be? Why? Because Joe and G made you come?!" She grew angrier as he stood in front of her, "I DON'T WANT YOU HERE! YOU LEFT, WHEN I NEEDED YOU!"
"Trin, calm down." He replied softly, "You'll make yourself sick screaming like this."
"Why do you care?! You didn't earlier, so don't care now!" She pushed him away as he tried to hug her, "Do not touch me!"
As she paced the floor, he decided to let her get it all out, "All I wanted was for you to stay here, hold me, be here for me! Tell me that we'll be okay, and we'd get through this, but you left!" She screamed at him as the tears welled up in her eyes.
Walking over to her, he tried to put his arms around her, but she pushed him away, "Trin, please? I'm sorry."
"No. Do not touch me!" She walked past him, but he grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him. Trying to fight him, he held her tightly in his arms so she could barely move, "Let go...Let go of me!"
"No," He replied sternly, "Not now, not ever. You've walked away too many times, this won't be another." She tried to get her arms free, but his bear hug grew tighter than he should've allowed but he refused to let her go, "I'm not letting you go anymore, I won't." The cracking in his voice against her ear made her body shudder, "I…I…Jon." She stopped fighting against him as he held her, "Jonathan." Letting her tears fall, she sobbed into his shirt, loving that he was finally doing what she wanted him to do earlier, hold her. "I'm sorry baby," he whispered in her ear as tears formed in his own eyes, "I love you." He repeated that in her ear as she continued to cry, wrapping her arms around him in return.
"I hate you," She cried harder into him, "I hate you right now."
He inhaled deeply and nodded, "I know. I love you." He wasn't angry at her for saying those words, how could he be? He was the reason why she was crying, "I shouldn't have left and I'm so sorry baby. I love you." He held onto her as she continued crying, "I love you Trinity."
"I heard that Cedric and Jimmy Uso have real life beef over Naomi." Josh read the comments under one of his pictures on his Instagram account, "I hope Jey and Jimmy never break up! It'll be Naomi's fault!"
Not realizing Takecia standing beside him as he scrolled through the comments, watching as his jaw clenched and his grip on his phone tightened. "Joshua." She spoke softly.
"Hm?" He replied lowly.
"Baby, give it a rest." She sighed, "Turn off the comments and come to bed."
He inhaled deeply, still scrolling through the comments until she grabbed his phone. Standing up from the couch he turned to face her, "Why-"
"No," She replied sternly, "This is doing nothing but angering you and I'm sick of it."
She quickly turned off the comments on most of his pictures, before handing him the phone, "Now, come to bed. You have an early flight tomorrow."
Glancing at his phone he noticed the time, 11:48pm, "You're right, I'm sorry babe." He pulled her into him, planting a kiss on her lips, "Come on."
She playfully rolled her eyes at him as he grabbed her hand, allowing her to lead him to the bedroom. A small smile came over his lips as they entered the bedroom, "I may need some assistance going to sleep, not really tired just yet." She blushed as he closed the door behind him, "Yeah, I bet."
Dayton, Ohio – 6 months later
"Enjoy your stay." The receptionist handed him his room key.
"Thanks."
Reaching the elevators, he hit the button with his fist as Joshua walked up, "Damn bro, don't take it out on the hotel."
Glaring at him, Jonathan inhaled deeply and stared at the elevator doors. "What? No reply?" Josh asked, "Come on, you have to say something man."
As the doors opened, they stepped on and Josh pressed the 5th floor button before his brother was able to punch it. Leaning against the elevator, he felt his brother staring at him, "What?" He asked growing annoyed.
"You need to cheer up." Josh replied.
Jon scoffed, "Why bother?"
"Because you being angry at the world, won't make things better, you need to do the work to make it right." Josh stated as his brother stepped off the elevator. "Who says I'm angry?" Jon asked as they headed towards their room.
Josh shook his head and sighed, "Fine, say you're not angry all you want. We all know you are."
Entering the room, Jon tossed his bags next to on one of the beds before falling backwards on it, "Change the subject uce." He stared at the ceiling as Josh closed the door behind him. "What are you going to do?" Josh asked sitting on the other bed, facing his brother.
Jon glared at him, "I said change the subject."
"No," Josh replied, "You know just like me that it's been well over a month since y'all talked. Don't you think it's time?"
He sighed and shrugged his shoulders, "She walked away. So why can't I?"
Before he could sit up, Josh hit him in the face with a pillow, "Wrong answer!"
"She did!" Jon quickly sat up, "She's the one who decided to leave, travel without me, and act like I don't fuckin' exist!"
"Can you blame her?" Josh asked, "How would you feel if a guy leaked messages from her online?!"
His jaw clenched as he glared at his brother, "I told you, just like I told her, it wasn't me!"
"I know, she didn't. But at that moment, it looked pretty real bro."
"And that's bullshit." Jon mumbled, "She left so fuck it."
"I know you're just angry right now, but deep down I know you want her back. And she's probably feeling the same way." Josh replied.
"It's over," Jon started, "She wanted to leave, so drop it."
Josh shook his head and stood up, "I'll see you at the arena man." Realizing that his brother would remain stubborn.
Laying back down, Jon stared at the ceiling, 'I hate you' her voice echoed in his head as he thought about their last conversation…
"Trin! Stop, just wait!" He followed her as she stormed out of their bedroom in tears.
Racing down the stairs, he grabbed her as she reached the kitchen, "GET OFF OF ME! I HATE YOU!"
"That isn't me!" Jon pleaded, "Baby I swear!"
"Then who texted her?!" She screamed at him, "That is your damn number Jonathan! She posted your number!"
'Summer Rae: I think it's time for everyone to see who JimmyUSO really is, wouldn't you? NaomiWWE' The notifications from Instagram, along with the messages from everyone continued popping up on both Trinity and Jonathan's phones. Once she was tagged, Trinity read the screenshots that Summer posted, text message exchanges from her and Jonathan over the course of 4 weeks…
He nodded, "But I didn't do it, that wasn't me!"
She put her hand up as he tried to step closer to her. Rounding the island, she tried to put more distance between them, "I can't do this…" she whispered as he stared at her.
"W-what?" He shook his head, praying he didn't hear her correctly, "Trin."
"I can't," She replied, "I have to go."
He walked around the counter, "Trinity, I said that wasn't me, you know I wouldn't do that to you."
As she stared at him, all he could see was hurt in her eyes, "Do I?"
He watched as she left the room and started up the staircase. Closing his eyes, he held back his own tears as he heard her crying upstairs. "Trin." He reached the bedroom, stopping in his tracks as he noticed the suitcase in the middle of the floor, "Trinity."
She exited the closet, fully dressed and with two more bags hoisted over her shoulders, zipping them up and throwing them on the floor next to the suitcase, "Just let me go." She replied softly as he stood staring at the luggage, "Please."
"You honestly believe that I would cheat on you, with Summer?" He asked, fighting back the tears in his eyes, "You know I wouldn't do that you! She's just doing this out of jealousy!"
She shook her head, refusing to argue anymore, "Tamina is on her way over, I'm going to travel with her from here on out."
Jon looked at her as she continued to talk but couldn't hear anything she was saying. He watched as she grabbed her phone off the bed and answered it, then headed over to her bags. He stopped her as she started for the suitcase, grabbing her hands, "I love you, so much Trin." Their eyes locked as the doorbell rung, "Don't do this, please."
She stared at the floor as tears fell from her eyes, "Jon."
He pulled her into him, "Please." She pulled away from him, "I can't." Wiping the tears from her cheeks, he kissed her forehead, moving down to her lips, "I need time…I can't." She whispered against his lips.
"I love you." Jon replied before kissing her one last time, then watching her leave…
The memory of him having to fight the allegations, meetings with Hunter and Vince, and the anger he received from the ones close to him, almost cause a major setback. Luckily, Summer ended up caught in her web of lies when she confided in Lana and Leah, who went straight to Jon and Hunter with the truth. Word quickly spread about Summer's lies after 3 months of the back and forth rumor. After the truth came out, both, Trinity and Jon wanted to reach out, but felt that it was too late. Tears formed in his eyes as he sat up and looked around the room. He inhaled deeply, refusing to cry and stay hidden in the room. After changing, Jonathan headed out of the hotel room and caught a ride with Kofi to the arena…
"Earth to Trin!" Becky yelled, waving her hand in front of Trinity's face in catering.
Shaking her head, she blinked and looked around the table, "What?"
"Are you okay?" Sasha asked from across the table.
She nodded, "Yeah."
"Liar." Tamina mumbled under her breath.
Cutting her eyes at her, she sighed and continued eating her food. Hearing a familiar laugh, her head shot up as Josh walked in with Randy, Braun, and Samoa Joe (SJ). She swallowed hard as they sat at the table behind her, "Sup Trin?" SJ called out.
She threw her hand up, refusing to turn around to face Joshua. "Ew," Braun stated, "Rude!" She chuckled to herself briefly, knowing he was trying to cheer her up, "I see your shoulders, you giggled!" Turning around to face the table she smiled, "There it is! A smile, for once!" Randy clapped his hands, "How are you holding up babygirl?"
She shrugged her shoulders, "I'm ok."
Her eyes locked with Joshua's as he stared at her, "Hey sis." He greeted her with a nod. "H-hi." She replied softly, she cleared her throat as tears slowly began to form. Tamina placed an arm around her, "You okay?" She shook her head and excused herself from the table.
Joshua watched as she quickly stood and started out of the room, "I'll be back." He received nods from the group and started after her. "Trin!" He rounded the corner, seeing her leaning against the wall, crying silently.
"Please, just go." She replied softly.
"That's not happening." He stood next to her, staring at the floor, "Trin."
She sighed and wiped the tears away, "How's Cia?" Attempting to change the conversation.
"She's fine, asking about you of course." He replied, feeling his phone vibrate in his pocket.
'Where are you? I'm here.'
'Hallway by catering.'
"I hate her," Trinity stared at the floor.
He nodded, "I think the entire roster does. The fact that she lied about the messages…" His voice trailed off as she started crying again, "Sis, don't cry." He pulled her into a warm hug, "It's okay."
"It's not." Her reply was muffled into his shirt, "I ended something great behind a lie!"
He sighed, "You didn't know that though, hell none of us did. Photoshop is a bitch."
He held her, glancing over his shoulder as people passed through the halls, "Come on." He led her into a vacant locker room, "I don't want anyone seeing you like this."
She sat down on a chair and placed her head in her hands, "I should've believed him."
"That's true, but you had every right to be angry at that moment." Josh looked at his phone again, quickly getting an idea, "Stay here."
More tears fell as the door closed behind him, 'Why didn't I believe him' She thought to herself, 'Why?'
Josh walked down the hallway as Jonathan came around the corner, "Why are you down here?" He asked confused.
"Come with me." Josh motioned for his brother to follow him down the hallway. Stopping at the door, he turned to face his brother, "Go in there, talk, no yelling…and make it right."
Jonathan instantly knew who was behind the door, he inhaled deeply, "Trinity?" He asked lowly as he pointed to the door. Joshua nodded as Jon stepped backwards, "It's been too long man, it's over."
"It isn't." Josh replied, "And you both know it, so go on." He pushed his brother closer to the door, almost knocking him into it, "How is she?" Jon asked quietly. "See for yourself." Josh replied, "I'll be in catering, do not leave this room without her."
He watched as his brother disappeared around the corner before entering the room. "Josh…I hate myself, I messed everything up behind that bitch's lie…" He leaned against the door, deciding to remain quiet as she continued, "I shouldn't have left him…Why didn't I believe him…" He watched as she exited the bathroom and paced the floor. His heart skipped a beat as he watched her, "I was so stupid to believe that." Tears streamed down his face as she cried, thinking it was his brother she was talking to. He locked the door behind him as she wiped her face with a paper towel.
She stopped pacing and stared at the doorway, "Josh." The doorway was dimmed, so she couldn't make out his face, "Say something…Tell me I'm an idiot."
He inhaled deeply, "You're not." He stepped further into the room as she backed up slowly. His eyes were red and puffy as he moved closer to her, "H-hi." She slowed her breathing down as she saw him for the first time in months. Sure, she saw him on the monitors while she watched his matches backstage, but she was able to avoid him up until now, "What are you doing here?"
He stared at her from underneath the hood of his jacket, "You're not an idiot Trinity, I am…for letting you leave, for not fighting harder to get you to stay."
She stared at the ground, refusing to look at him, knowing she'd only cry harder if she did, "Trin, look at me." The sound of his voice made her weak, she felt him staring at her, "Please?" "I have to go." She whispered as she moved past him, but he grabbed her from behind, "No." He wrapped his arms around her, "Not again, we're talking about this. I don't give a damn if we miss the show, we're discussing this."
He turned her around to face him, pleading again, "Look at me, please?" Tilting her chin up, he stared into her eyes, "I'm sorry…I'm so sorry." Trinity replied through tears. He slowly nodded, "It's okay." Pulling her into him, he held her, "I wanted you to believe me, and I knew you would see the truth later. I've had time to think about it, and I don't blame you one bit for leaving. Trin, if the tables were turned, I probably would've reacted the same way." Jon wiped the tears from her cheeks with his hand, "I love you, I haven't stopped, and I refuse to ever stop. Okay?"
She slowly nodded, "I love you too, and I'm sorry for not believing you. And I don't hate you, I never did."
He remembered reaching out to her after a show a month after the breakup, all she could say was that she hated him. "I know," Jon replied, "You were angry, rightfully so. But you don't ever have to worry about me letting you go again…not ever baby." She felt his grip get tighter as he pulled her into him, kissing her passionately. His hands roamed from her back to her thighs and butt, as their kiss deepened. She gasped as he picked her up and pinned her against the wall, "Jon." He kissed her lips, moving down to her neck as she wrapped her arms around his neck, "I love you." He whispered against her neck, "I love you so much." He pulled her dress up and slid her panties down her legs, to her ankles. She whimpered slightly as his fingers entered her warmth, "Jon…baby…" Unbuckling his pants, he quickly lowered his boxers before easing her down onto his fully erected manhood. Their moans filled the room as he thrusted deeper inside of her, wrapping one arm around her waist while resting the other on the wall for support. He kissed her passionately as she proceeded to ride him, meeting his thrust with the same rhythm. His pace slowed as she shook against him, "Trin…" He groaned in her ear, reaching his peak right after her. His lips crashed onto hers as he spilled inside of her, "I love you." He whispered breathless against her lips.
"I love you too." She replied as he remained inside of her.
"Think I worked up an appetite now." He smiled as he rested his forehead against hers. She giggled slightly and nodded, "Same, but first we need to clean up." "Not yet, I have more making up to do." He began to nip at her neck as he pulsed inside of her…