Chapter Three

"Thank you very much." Debra said before hanging up the phone. She turned around to see Joey Mercury standing there. "Joey!" Debra exclaimed, putting her hand on her heart. "Congratulations!" She said, giving him a hug.

"Thanks. So, you watched the match?"

"Of course I watched the match. Where's Johnny?" She asked changing the subject.

"He's getting the stuff out of the car." Joey replied.

Joey watched Debra suspiciously as she scooped up some papers and shoved them in a drawer. Debra's face lit up as Johnny walked through the door.

"Johnny!" She beamed, racing forward and hugging him. He had planned on being hostile towards her but now he was home he couldn't. He had missed her but he was still confused over where she had been that night. "Congratulations, baby." She mumbled, her face buried against his body.

"You watched the match then." Johnny said flatly.

"What is this?" Debra asked, looking from Johnny to Joey. "I said I would and I did."

"I'm sorry, Debs. It's just that I called after the match and you didn't pick up."

"Ah…"

"Well, where were you?" Johnny asked.

"I was on the phone." Debra said.

"No you weren't! The line was free when I called." Johnny shouted.

"I was on my cell phone. Anything else or is this interrogation over?" Debra snapped before rushing out of the room.

"That's quite a temper." Melina commented. She had just entered the room before Debra stormed off.

"I better go and check on her." Johnny sighed, picking a bag up off of the floor.

He went upstairs to their bedroom and dropped the bag down in front of the wardrobe. Debra was lying on the bed. She didn't even acknowledge him when he walked in.

He stood at the door and stared at her. She had her hands resting on her abdomen and was staring at the ceiling. He sighed and laid down beside her, mirroring her position.

"I'm sorry." Johnny apologized.

Debra ignored him. Johnny took her hand, forcing her to look at him.

"I was just upset. I thought you didn't watch my match and I felt really let down."

"Johnny." Debra started, propping herself up on her elbow. "I said I would didn't I? I would never intentionally let you down."

"I know. I'm sorry. Come here." He instructed opening his arms. Debra laid her head down on his chest. He tenderly caressed her shoulder and Debra felt herself relaxing.

"I wish we could just stay here…" Debra said in a whisper.

"Yeah, they're probably getting impatient downstairs." Johnny thought.

"They?" Debra asked, sitting up.

"Joey and Melina."

"Melina's here? In our home."

"Yes." Johnny said, sternly.

"Great." Debra muttered sarcastically.

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"What's taking them so long? If she wants to sulk let her." Melina complained.

"Who says they're still talking?" Joey smirked. Melina was horrified by the suggestion.

"Do you know where the bathroom is?" She asked.

"Yeah. Upstairs at the end of the hall."

"Thanks." Melina smirked.

She ascended the stairs and visually located the bathroom. She had no intention of going there. Melina noticed a door slightly open. She quietly crept over to the door and peered through the gap.

"I suppose we should get down to your guests." Debra sighed.

"In a minute." Johnny smirked.

"What are you smirking about?" She asked.

Johnny put his left arm over her body and placed his hand flat on the bed. He leaned down until he was only a few inches away from her face. "You." He said, capturing her mouth with his.

"Oh, sorry!" Melina said, bursting into the room. Johnny and Debra turned their heads. "I was looking for the bathroom."

"End of the hall." Johnny said, slightly embarrassed.

"Same as last time." Debra mumbled.

Melina rushed into the bathroom and locked the door. She leaned on the counter and stared at her reflection in the mirror.

"What does she have that I don't? I'm a lot sexier than she is! Why does Johnny not notice me? I hate that bitch, she stole my man. I'll make her pay!"

A/N: This is my first chapter after taking over this story from my friend, Lola. Let me know what you thought.