Story Nineteen: Nidia's Betrayal
I Really Want You
"Now you sit here and I'm going to check us in," Jamie Noble said. He watched Nidia sit in one of the comfortable chairs in the hotel lobby and pulled their entire luggage closer to her. Turning around, he went to stand in the line where the hotel front desk was to check in.
Nidia sighed. She picked her purse up off the ground and set it on her lap. Opening it, she dug around until she found her lip balm. As she took it out, her hand rubbed against a small envelope. Nidia opened the small, clear tube and glided a diminutive amount on her lips. When she pressed her lips together, she looked at the small envelope again.
"Everyone is with who they want to be with... except for me," she whispered to herself.
She put the top back on the lip balm tube and twisted it until it stopped. As Nidia put the tube back in her purse; she took the small envelope out. She lightly traced her name along with Jamie's, which was printed on front in silver cursive.
"Let's go woman!!"
Nidia shook herself from her thoughts. Standing up, she sighed again. Slowly, she gathered up her luggage.
"What's with you?!" he yelled impatiently. Jamie rolled his eyes in annoying manner. He grabbed her luggage from her and snorted. "I'm taking our things up the room."
"Okay," Nidia said softly. She looked over to the medium sized hotel bar that was next to them. Her face lit up as she saw someone, the one person that has ever brought her comfort. "I'm going to sit in the bar for a while."
Jamie shook his head. "Whatever Nidia... go on, go get drunk. That's all you really do lately anyways." He picked up the rest of their luggage and headed to the elevators.
"Ass," she growled to herself. Forgetting about Jamie, she swung her purse over her shoulder and walked to the bar. When she went in, she spotted him immediately.
He was sitting in a booth in a dark corner. Hunched over slightly, his index finger traced the open mouth of the shot glass. He hummed to himself as he thought about his life.
Nidia watched him for a moment before she joined him. She sat across from him and signaled for a drink from the waitress before she could go over. "It's been a while."
He stopped humming. Looking up from his half empty glass, he chuckled. "What are you doing here?"
"I just needed to see you," she said as the waitress walked over to them and set a shot glass of tequila in front of her.
"You needed to see me?" He shook his head. "You can't have your cake and eat it too Nidia. That's not how it's going to work here."
Sighing, she flipped her hair tiredly. "I know, I know."
An uncomfortable silence hung between them.
"Then why are you still here?" he asked. He kept a steady glance on her.
She shrugged her shoulders; to be truthful Nidia really didn't know. She knew what went on between them was over; but she just couldn't stay away sometimes. Maybe it was because she really needed him, maybe it was because she wanted to remind herself of what she lost, maybe it was because she wanted to be brave and tell him that she loves him and not Jamie... "I don't know."
His went down to look at his glass again; and another awkward silence began.
Nidia picked up her own shot glass and swallowed the tequila in one gulp. She took her purse off her shoulder and sat it on top of the table.
He looked up and watched her as she moved the contents in her purse until she found what she was looking for. "What are you doing?" he asked.
She smiled and brought out the envelope that had her and Jamie's name on front and showed it to him.
Frowning, he glared angrily at her. "Why are you showing me that? Are you trying to remind me of what you did...?"
"No," Nidia said softly. She opened the envelope. Inside were a small picture and an invitation. She set the invitation on the table, next to her purse, and looked at the picture.
He picked up the invitation and read it. "You guys were invited to Lita's wedding?"
Nidia shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know yet..." She looked at the picture lovingly and smiled as she remembered memories of him and her together. "I'm sorry."
"I know," he replied.
"I never wanted to betray you," she whispered as she kept a steady glaze on the picture. "I was caught up in the fame, money, and everything..."
He nodded his head. Deep down he understood why she did it, he just never forgave her for it. He loved her like no other, and she cheated on him with Jamie Noble. He would have never done that...
"Every since I got Lita's wedding invitation, I have been thinking about us," Nidia said. "I remember that day so clearly that sometimes I believe— think that we're together."
He arched his eyebrow, interested in what she was going to say next. "Really?"
"Yeah," she continued, "it was the best moment in my life. I wouldn't trade it for the world... and I wish I could still celebrate it with you." Nidia looked up from the picture and looked into his eyes.
"Me too," he whispered as he stared back.
She put the picture, as well as the invitation, back in the envelope; and put the envelope back in her purse. "I guess us going our separate ways was for the best though. I hurt you to much already."
"And it took me three years to get over it," he said staring back at her intensely.
"You're over it?" Nidia said. She knew she wasn't and probably would never truly be.
He nodded no. "I use to think I was... but every time I see you all those memories come rushing back."
"Oh," she replied. Somehow his answer made her feel a bit better about the whole situation.
"Are you happy Nidia?" he asked. He needed to know if she was, for some reason despite what she did, he still cared about her.
"No," she said as tears gathered in her eyes.
He nodded, because he knew she wasn't. "What do you want to make you happy? What do you really want?"
She wiped away some of the tears that were sliding down her face. "I really want you," Nidia whispered.
"Nidia!"
Nidia looked behind her to see Jamie standing at the front door of the bar. "I gotta go. I'll see you later John." She stood from the booth, picked up her purse, and left with Jamie.
John Cena watched as Nidia left the bar. After a few minutes passed, he reached behind him and pulled out his wallet out of his back pocket. Quickly looking through it, he pulled out a small wallet sized picture that he always kept with him. The same one he was sure Nidia was looking at earlier. It was a picture of him and Nidia on their wedding day.