Chapter 6
While eating their dinner, Charlie asked Rose why she was so upset.
She looked at him. "To put it in a nutshell, I really like John. But I think he still cares for Dawn and wants to get back together with her, so I probably won't have a chance with him." She went back to eating her salad.
He took a sip of his Sprite. "Wow. I'm really sorry about that, Rose."
"It's okay Charlie. It's not your fault." She began eating again.
"I know, but still." She looked up and saw him give her a smile.
She had finished eating and put down her fork. She wiped her mouth with her napkin, put it down on the table. She smiled back at him. "Thanks Charlie. That really means a lot to me, having someone I can talk to, and just...having someone that will be here for me when I need them."
"Well, I'm glad that I can be that person. I'll always be here for you, whenever you need someone to talk to or whenever you need anything at all."
"Thanks so much. You know what?"
"What?"
"I'm really glad that Vince put me on Smackdown. Otherwise, I wouldn't have met a friend like you."
"I'm glad that he put you on Smackdown, too." They both looked at each other and smiled. "Rose?"
"Yeah?" She asked, while looking at the dessert menu.
"I'm just curious. Why do you like John, if he made you feel like shit?"
She put down the menu. "Well, when I met him, the real him, for the first time, he was such a gentleman. He was really respectful, caring, and just a really great guy." She smiled. "And I remember talking to him, like really talking to him for the first time, and he made me melt." She sighed. "And when he looked at me, my heart melted because his eyes are so...well, I really can't describe them." Charlie was silent for a moment. She shrugged. "Well, you wanted to know why I liked him."
He finally spoke. "Have you told him any of that?"
"God no! Why would I do that?"
"Maybe that would help him realize how much you care for him, and how lucky he is to have someone that likes him that much."
She shrugged again. "Yeah. Maybe that would work. But who knows? Maybe he's not even the right guy for me." She turned to look out the window.
Charlie saw her hand on the table and held it tightly. "Rose, look at me please." She turned to him. "Rose, one day, I know you will find the right man for you. I know this because you deserve to find the man of your dreams."
She smiled at him and squeezed his hand tightly. "Thanks so much. You don't know how much it means to me to hear you say that." She let go of his hand and looked out the window again. In the middle of her thoughts of her dream man, she felt something vibrate. She took out her phone and saw the number, She turned to Charlie. "It's John."
He looked at her. "Go ahead. Talk to him. It's okay."
She answered the phone. "Hi John."
"Hey Rose. Listen, I wanna apologize if I upset you earlier. I really didn't mean to."
"It's okay. I forgive you. So what's up?"
"Well, nothin really. I just wanted to ask you if you wanted to go met me somewhere tomorrow so we can talk."
"Sure. Where do you wanna meet?"
"There's a li'l cafe down the road from tha huge Best Buy. It's the New York Cafe. Have ya heard of it?"
"Yeah, and I've been there a couple of times. How about we meet there about noonish. Sound good?"
"Aight, noon it is. I'm a see you tommorrow!"
"Okay John. Bye!" She hung up.
Charlie looked at her. "So? What did he say?"
"Well, he apologized for upsetting me earlier, and he wants to meet up with me tomorrow to talk." She smiled.
"Sweet. Let's hope that he wants to talk abou the two of you. 'Cause you know I want you to be happy, right?"
She smiled. "Yeah, I hope so too." She looked at the clock on her phone. "Holy shit! It's 11:30! I gotta get some sleep. I have to do an autograph signing tomorrow. I can't wait. So many people to meet!"
Charlie picked up the check that the waiter dropped off and looked inside at the price. He dug into his pocket for a couple of twenties and left them on the table. "Okay, let's get you back to your hotel."
She picked up her purse and shoved her phone inside of it. "Actually, I need to go get my car. Can you drop me off at the arena?"
"Yeah. Come on, let's go."
They walked out of the restaurant, out to his car, and drove off to the arena.
As Rose walked over to her car, she saw a shadowy figure laying on the ground. She slowly approached the figure. As she bent over, she saw the fugure's face and gaped in shock.
It was John.
While eating their dinner, Charlie asked Rose why she was so upset.
She looked at him. "To put it in a nutshell, I really like John. But I think he still cares for Dawn and wants to get back together with her, so I probably won't have a chance with him." She went back to eating her salad.
He took a sip of his Sprite. "Wow. I'm really sorry about that, Rose."
"It's okay Charlie. It's not your fault." She began eating again.
"I know, but still." She looked up and saw him give her a smile.
She had finished eating and put down her fork. She wiped her mouth with her napkin, put it down on the table. She smiled back at him. "Thanks Charlie. That really means a lot to me, having someone I can talk to, and just...having someone that will be here for me when I need them."
"Well, I'm glad that I can be that person. I'll always be here for you, whenever you need someone to talk to or whenever you need anything at all."
"Thanks so much. You know what?"
"What?"
"I'm really glad that Vince put me on Smackdown. Otherwise, I wouldn't have met a friend like you."
"I'm glad that he put you on Smackdown, too." They both looked at each other and smiled. "Rose?"
"Yeah?" She asked, while looking at the dessert menu.
"I'm just curious. Why do you like John, if he made you feel like shit?"
She put down the menu. "Well, when I met him, the real him, for the first time, he was such a gentleman. He was really respectful, caring, and just a really great guy." She smiled. "And I remember talking to him, like really talking to him for the first time, and he made me melt." She sighed. "And when he looked at me, my heart melted because his eyes are so...well, I really can't describe them." Charlie was silent for a moment. She shrugged. "Well, you wanted to know why I liked him."
He finally spoke. "Have you told him any of that?"
"God no! Why would I do that?"
"Maybe that would help him realize how much you care for him, and how lucky he is to have someone that likes him that much."
She shrugged again. "Yeah. Maybe that would work. But who knows? Maybe he's not even the right guy for me." She turned to look out the window.
Charlie saw her hand on the table and held it tightly. "Rose, look at me please." She turned to him. "Rose, one day, I know you will find the right man for you. I know this because you deserve to find the man of your dreams."
She smiled at him and squeezed his hand tightly. "Thanks so much. You don't know how much it means to me to hear you say that." She let go of his hand and looked out the window again. In the middle of her thoughts of her dream man, she felt something vibrate. She took out her phone and saw the number, She turned to Charlie. "It's John."
He looked at her. "Go ahead. Talk to him. It's okay."
She answered the phone. "Hi John."
"Hey Rose. Listen, I wanna apologize if I upset you earlier. I really didn't mean to."
"It's okay. I forgive you. So what's up?"
"Well, nothin really. I just wanted to ask you if you wanted to go met me somewhere tomorrow so we can talk."
"Sure. Where do you wanna meet?"
"There's a li'l cafe down the road from tha huge Best Buy. It's the New York Cafe. Have ya heard of it?"
"Yeah, and I've been there a couple of times. How about we meet there about noonish. Sound good?"
"Aight, noon it is. I'm a see you tommorrow!"
"Okay John. Bye!" She hung up.
Charlie looked at her. "So? What did he say?"
"Well, he apologized for upsetting me earlier, and he wants to meet up with me tomorrow to talk." She smiled.
"Sweet. Let's hope that he wants to talk abou the two of you. 'Cause you know I want you to be happy, right?"
She smiled. "Yeah, I hope so too." She looked at the clock on her phone. "Holy shit! It's 11:30! I gotta get some sleep. I have to do an autograph signing tomorrow. I can't wait. So many people to meet!"
Charlie picked up the check that the waiter dropped off and looked inside at the price. He dug into his pocket for a couple of twenties and left them on the table. "Okay, let's get you back to your hotel."
She picked up her purse and shoved her phone inside of it. "Actually, I need to go get my car. Can you drop me off at the arena?"
"Yeah. Come on, let's go."
They walked out of the restaurant, out to his car, and drove off to the arena.
As Rose walked over to her car, she saw a shadowy figure laying on the ground. She slowly approached the figure. As she bent over, she saw the fugure's face and gaped in shock.
It was John.