Chapter 3
After spending a few hours with Dawn, trying to calm her down, Rose drove to the bar where she first met John. She walked inside, and saw John sitting at the bar with his head down and a drink next to him. She walked over, sat next to him, and tapped his shoulder. "John, are you okay?"
John lifted his head and just stared at her. He said shortly, "No." He put his head back down.
Rose ordered the same drink as John. She looked over at John again. "John, I don't know why every time something bad happens, that you have to come here."
John looked up at her. "I come in here when I'm a fucking mess. This helps me."
Rose rubbed his back softly. "No John, this doesn't help you. This just makes everything else worse. Believe me, I know."
He got really irritated. "No, you don't know! You haven't had anything like this happen in your perfect little life, have you?"
Tears began forming in Rose's eyes. "John, I have been in this type of situation. So don't tell me that nothing like that has ever happened to me, okay?" She turned away from him to hide her tears.
"Rose, you don't know! And stop acting like you care about me!" He took a sip of his vodka and turned away from her. "Just go away and leave me alone."
More tears began to form in her eyes, and one rolled down her cheek. "But I do care about you. I want to help you."
He looked at her with rage and tears in his eyes. "You want to help me? Leave me the hell alone! Dawn already called you, and you went over to support her. You don't care about me! I'm through talking to you." He turned away from her once and for all.
She just stared at him, tears flowing down her cheeks. She got up, ran to her car, and drove off in tears to her apartment. When she got into her bedroom, she threw herself on her bed, stuffed her face in a pillow, and cried herself to sleep.
The next morning, her cell phone woke her up. John was calling. She picked it up. "Hello?" she said groggily.
"Yo, it's John."
Rose had to decide if she wanted to hang up or talk to him. She decided to talk to him, since she really did care for him. Besides, he was drunk, so he couldn't have meant what he said.
"Hey John. How are ya feeling?"
"I'm feelin better. Listen, I want to apologize for what I said to you last night."
She smiled. "John, don't apologize. I forgave you the moment you said it."
He smiled too. "Aight. That's coo. Well, I heard you're a new diva on Smackdown."
"Yeah, Vince hired me on the phone. He was impressed with my training background and my work in OVW. No meeting necessary."
He sounded impressed with her too. "Damn girl, you must be really damn good for him to have hired you like that. I had to wrestle for him to hire me."
"Well, you're a very talented wrestler. I'm not surprised that you made it."
"Yo, maybe he'll give you a push this Thursday, seein that he's already lovin your skills."
"You know what, I really don't mind what they storylines will be, but as long as I get to wrestle, I'll be happy."
"Yeah, when you get the adrenaline pumpin out there, it's the best feelin in he world. And the fans, when they get behind you and support you like hell, you get a natural high there."
"I know. Well, I'm gonna go. I'm gonna make some breakfast and go work out later. Wanna join me?"
"Sure. Can I come over for breakfast too?"
"Sure, why not? When are you gonna come over?"
"How about now?"
"Okay. Hurry up though!"
"I will!" He hung up.
Rose walked to the bathroom to wash her face. She then walked to her bedroom and quickly changed into a pair of sweats and a sports bra. She walked back to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of orange juice. Before she took a sip of it, there was a knocking at her door. She ran to the door and opened it. There stood John in his shorts and a wife beater. "Yo, you got breakfast goin up in here?" He laughed and walked inside.
She laughed with him. "Not yet man. I was about to start cooking."
Rose walked to the kitchen and began to get toast, eggs, and bacon. She got out the pans and sprayed them with cooking spray. She turned on the heat and put the bacon in the pan. She looked over and saw John scrambling the eggs. "What are you doing?"
John smiled. "Can't I help you cook breakfast?"
She smiled back. "Yeah, whatever. Just go ahead and help."
John finished scrambling the eggs and fried them. After about 15 minutes, they had finished cooking and were almost done eating. They then finished, got their stuff, and drove to the gym.
After spending a few hours with Dawn, trying to calm her down, Rose drove to the bar where she first met John. She walked inside, and saw John sitting at the bar with his head down and a drink next to him. She walked over, sat next to him, and tapped his shoulder. "John, are you okay?"
John lifted his head and just stared at her. He said shortly, "No." He put his head back down.
Rose ordered the same drink as John. She looked over at John again. "John, I don't know why every time something bad happens, that you have to come here."
John looked up at her. "I come in here when I'm a fucking mess. This helps me."
Rose rubbed his back softly. "No John, this doesn't help you. This just makes everything else worse. Believe me, I know."
He got really irritated. "No, you don't know! You haven't had anything like this happen in your perfect little life, have you?"
Tears began forming in Rose's eyes. "John, I have been in this type of situation. So don't tell me that nothing like that has ever happened to me, okay?" She turned away from him to hide her tears.
"Rose, you don't know! And stop acting like you care about me!" He took a sip of his vodka and turned away from her. "Just go away and leave me alone."
More tears began to form in her eyes, and one rolled down her cheek. "But I do care about you. I want to help you."
He looked at her with rage and tears in his eyes. "You want to help me? Leave me the hell alone! Dawn already called you, and you went over to support her. You don't care about me! I'm through talking to you." He turned away from her once and for all.
She just stared at him, tears flowing down her cheeks. She got up, ran to her car, and drove off in tears to her apartment. When she got into her bedroom, she threw herself on her bed, stuffed her face in a pillow, and cried herself to sleep.
The next morning, her cell phone woke her up. John was calling. She picked it up. "Hello?" she said groggily.
"Yo, it's John."
Rose had to decide if she wanted to hang up or talk to him. She decided to talk to him, since she really did care for him. Besides, he was drunk, so he couldn't have meant what he said.
"Hey John. How are ya feeling?"
"I'm feelin better. Listen, I want to apologize for what I said to you last night."
She smiled. "John, don't apologize. I forgave you the moment you said it."
He smiled too. "Aight. That's coo. Well, I heard you're a new diva on Smackdown."
"Yeah, Vince hired me on the phone. He was impressed with my training background and my work in OVW. No meeting necessary."
He sounded impressed with her too. "Damn girl, you must be really damn good for him to have hired you like that. I had to wrestle for him to hire me."
"Well, you're a very talented wrestler. I'm not surprised that you made it."
"Yo, maybe he'll give you a push this Thursday, seein that he's already lovin your skills."
"You know what, I really don't mind what they storylines will be, but as long as I get to wrestle, I'll be happy."
"Yeah, when you get the adrenaline pumpin out there, it's the best feelin in he world. And the fans, when they get behind you and support you like hell, you get a natural high there."
"I know. Well, I'm gonna go. I'm gonna make some breakfast and go work out later. Wanna join me?"
"Sure. Can I come over for breakfast too?"
"Sure, why not? When are you gonna come over?"
"How about now?"
"Okay. Hurry up though!"
"I will!" He hung up.
Rose walked to the bathroom to wash her face. She then walked to her bedroom and quickly changed into a pair of sweats and a sports bra. She walked back to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of orange juice. Before she took a sip of it, there was a knocking at her door. She ran to the door and opened it. There stood John in his shorts and a wife beater. "Yo, you got breakfast goin up in here?" He laughed and walked inside.
She laughed with him. "Not yet man. I was about to start cooking."
Rose walked to the kitchen and began to get toast, eggs, and bacon. She got out the pans and sprayed them with cooking spray. She turned on the heat and put the bacon in the pan. She looked over and saw John scrambling the eggs. "What are you doing?"
John smiled. "Can't I help you cook breakfast?"
She smiled back. "Yeah, whatever. Just go ahead and help."
John finished scrambling the eggs and fried them. After about 15 minutes, they had finished cooking and were almost done eating. They then finished, got their stuff, and drove to the gym.