Title: It's My Time
Disclaimer: I sadly do not own the WWE or its Superstars.
Hunter slams open the door to his dressing room and drops me on the couch. Just as I go to open my mouth he starts screaming. " What the hell were you doing? I come back from my match and look on the monitor to see my girlfriend making out with one of our friends. I know they dressed you the part of a whore but I didn't realize you had to act like one too. So tell me did you enjoy yourself?" I sit there for a second letting the hurt wash over me, and then my anger comes on full force. I stand up and walk up till we are chest to chest.
" You no good son of a bitch. How dare you! We both agreed when we started dating that we wouldn't let our jobs come between us and the first chance you get you throw it back in my face. I am no one's whore Hunter. You must have me confused with one of your ex-girlfriends. And to answer your last question yes I did enjoy it. Chris is a very good kisser. As soon as the show is over tonight I am moving out of our room. I don't want to see you except when I have to. It will be pretty hard to completely ignore each other since we work for the same company. Now get out the hell out of my way. The sight of you is making me sick."
I push on his chest so he will let me go. I need to get out of here before I break down and cry. As I keep pushing on his chest he grabs my wrists in his hands. The same hands that over the last few days had brought me so much pleasure. " Jessica, look at me." I glance up at him and I can see the regret in his eyes. I almost let myself tell him all is forgiven but I can't bring myself to do it. If I keep letting him get away with this shit he will walk all over me. " No Hunter not this time. I can't do it. Let me go. Please." I am pissed at myself for how my voice breaks when I say please. The first tear rolls down my cheek and falls onto his hand. I can't bring myself to look at him. I manage to get myself away from him. I walk out the door without looking back.
I walk down the hallway in a daze till I run into Stephanie. I look up and I can barely register its her. She puts her arm around my shoulder and takes me down one of the hallways. I explain to her that Hunter and I are over. I ask her if Vince is pissed because Hunter dragged me off. She said no, but I better get back to the locker room so I can go over what I need to do for Chris's match.
Once we get back I can see the concern written in Chris's eyes as he looks at me. So far the only tear I've shed is the one when I was with Hunter. I keep telling myself if I can just get through the rest of the show I can cry all I want when I get back to the hotel. Brock walks into the room and the three of us sit down to discuss the match. Before we know it, its time to walk down to the gorilla position. Chris grabs my hand as Brock's music hits and he walks down to the ring. "Are you ok sweetie?" I want to lie to him and tell him I'm fine but I can't. I just shake my head no and stare straight ahead. Once Chris's music hits I put on a smile and walk out onto the ramp.
15 minutes later Chris and I walk backstage after the match. I helped Chris win when I distracted the ref so Chris could hit Brock with a chair. Right now all I want to do is go get my stuff and go back to the hotel. As I try to walk away from Chris he grabs my hand again. I look at him. " Chris I know you want to talk but I just can't tonight ok? Maybe tomorrow but right now I need time alone." As I start to walk down to my locker room I feel like someone is staring at me. I turn around and see its Hunter. Just as he starts to walk over to me someone from production comes over to speak to him. I see this as my chance and I run off to get my stuff.
I catch a ride back to the hotel with Trish. I fill her in on the bare basics so she knows what is going on. I tell her by tomorrow night I will probably need another girls sleep over to vent. She said no problem. Just name the time and place. I manage to give her a small smile. Once we get to the hotel she offers to let me room with her but I as much as I love her I can't stand the way she is looking at me like I am going to have a break down at any second. Even though I think I may just have one. I go over to the desk and ask if there are any more rooms available. Of course why should I be surprised when I am told no. I ask if I can use their house phone to make a call. I dial the cell number of the one person I trust the most right now. " Hi it's me Jess. Can I come up to your room? I really need a friend right now. Room 2116 thanks. I will see you in a minute." I hang up the phone and walk over to the elevator.
As I ride the elevator up, the tears start to fall. Once the doors open on the floor I need I walk down the hallway. I try to read the numbers on the doors but they are blurry through my tears. Finally I find room 2116 and before I can knock on the door, it swings open and I step into the arms of...
Disclaimer: I sadly do not own the WWE or its Superstars.
Hunter slams open the door to his dressing room and drops me on the couch. Just as I go to open my mouth he starts screaming. " What the hell were you doing? I come back from my match and look on the monitor to see my girlfriend making out with one of our friends. I know they dressed you the part of a whore but I didn't realize you had to act like one too. So tell me did you enjoy yourself?" I sit there for a second letting the hurt wash over me, and then my anger comes on full force. I stand up and walk up till we are chest to chest.
" You no good son of a bitch. How dare you! We both agreed when we started dating that we wouldn't let our jobs come between us and the first chance you get you throw it back in my face. I am no one's whore Hunter. You must have me confused with one of your ex-girlfriends. And to answer your last question yes I did enjoy it. Chris is a very good kisser. As soon as the show is over tonight I am moving out of our room. I don't want to see you except when I have to. It will be pretty hard to completely ignore each other since we work for the same company. Now get out the hell out of my way. The sight of you is making me sick."
I push on his chest so he will let me go. I need to get out of here before I break down and cry. As I keep pushing on his chest he grabs my wrists in his hands. The same hands that over the last few days had brought me so much pleasure. " Jessica, look at me." I glance up at him and I can see the regret in his eyes. I almost let myself tell him all is forgiven but I can't bring myself to do it. If I keep letting him get away with this shit he will walk all over me. " No Hunter not this time. I can't do it. Let me go. Please." I am pissed at myself for how my voice breaks when I say please. The first tear rolls down my cheek and falls onto his hand. I can't bring myself to look at him. I manage to get myself away from him. I walk out the door without looking back.
I walk down the hallway in a daze till I run into Stephanie. I look up and I can barely register its her. She puts her arm around my shoulder and takes me down one of the hallways. I explain to her that Hunter and I are over. I ask her if Vince is pissed because Hunter dragged me off. She said no, but I better get back to the locker room so I can go over what I need to do for Chris's match.
Once we get back I can see the concern written in Chris's eyes as he looks at me. So far the only tear I've shed is the one when I was with Hunter. I keep telling myself if I can just get through the rest of the show I can cry all I want when I get back to the hotel. Brock walks into the room and the three of us sit down to discuss the match. Before we know it, its time to walk down to the gorilla position. Chris grabs my hand as Brock's music hits and he walks down to the ring. "Are you ok sweetie?" I want to lie to him and tell him I'm fine but I can't. I just shake my head no and stare straight ahead. Once Chris's music hits I put on a smile and walk out onto the ramp.
15 minutes later Chris and I walk backstage after the match. I helped Chris win when I distracted the ref so Chris could hit Brock with a chair. Right now all I want to do is go get my stuff and go back to the hotel. As I try to walk away from Chris he grabs my hand again. I look at him. " Chris I know you want to talk but I just can't tonight ok? Maybe tomorrow but right now I need time alone." As I start to walk down to my locker room I feel like someone is staring at me. I turn around and see its Hunter. Just as he starts to walk over to me someone from production comes over to speak to him. I see this as my chance and I run off to get my stuff.
I catch a ride back to the hotel with Trish. I fill her in on the bare basics so she knows what is going on. I tell her by tomorrow night I will probably need another girls sleep over to vent. She said no problem. Just name the time and place. I manage to give her a small smile. Once we get to the hotel she offers to let me room with her but I as much as I love her I can't stand the way she is looking at me like I am going to have a break down at any second. Even though I think I may just have one. I go over to the desk and ask if there are any more rooms available. Of course why should I be surprised when I am told no. I ask if I can use their house phone to make a call. I dial the cell number of the one person I trust the most right now. " Hi it's me Jess. Can I come up to your room? I really need a friend right now. Room 2116 thanks. I will see you in a minute." I hang up the phone and walk over to the elevator.
As I ride the elevator up, the tears start to fall. Once the doors open on the floor I need I walk down the hallway. I try to read the numbers on the doors but they are blurry through my tears. Finally I find room 2116 and before I can knock on the door, it swings open and I step into the arms of...