Chapter Sixty-Two: Dave P.O.V.
I chuckled along with Rey Mysterio as Eddie had just finished telling a joke.
"Well, guys, it's been fun, but I've got to go find Jess," I said, getting up from the table.
I turned down the hallway to see John walking towards me.
"Hey, man, where's Jessie?" I asked him.
"I thought she went back to you," he answered. Ever since the altercation that we had before, we had made an unspoken agreement that we would forget about the whole ordeal.
"No. Wanna help me look for her?"
"Sure," he said and started walking with me. "You excited about your first Wrestlemania appearance?"
"Ecstatic. And to be facing two of the greats: The Rock and Mick Foley. That makes it even more awesome. I bet you're excited about winning the U.S. title, huh?"
"Hell yeah. This has to be one of the greatest days of my life."
We turned around a corner and spotted Jessie talking to…Paul?
"Hey, what's up?" I greeted them.
Paul turned and smiled. "There you are, big man. I was just asking your girlfriend here if she could tell me where you were."
"Why? Did you need to talk to me about something?" I asked, putting my arm around Jess's waist.
"Just wanted to make sure you were ready for one, if not THE biggest night of your career."
"Yeah, man, I'm ready."
"Great. Then, I'll see you later," he said and walked off.
John looked at Jess with curious eyes. She smiled weakly at us both. Something had definitely gone down between Jess and H. I just had no clue what it was.
Sorry it's so short. The next one will be longer, I promise. Some sht's about to go down. So I hope ya'll are ready!