Chapter 4
"Um hi, I didn't expect to find you at my door"
John grinned "I don't have a PA this week so I've been given the week off!"
Becki looked puzzled "Do you live in this area then?"
"Would you be upset if I did?"
Panicked Becki replied "No of course not!"
John couldn't help but laugh "Relax! Nah I live in West Newbury, I'm visiting my buddy Matt, he's on the injured list at the moment, so I thought I'd see how you were settling in while I'm here"
"Matt? Is he a wrestler too?"
"Matt Hardy and yeah he's a wrestler. Can I come in or do I have to stand on your porch all day?"
"Oh, sorry, yeah come in" Becki moved aside to let him in cursing herself for not realising he meant Matt Hardy and making herself look stupid.
John looked around 'Wow, she's better looked after than the wrestlers' he thought. He noticed the boxes lining the hallway,
"Your stuff just arrived?"
"This morning" Becki waved her hands at the boxes "I don't know where to start"
"Do you wanna hand?"
Becki smiled "Sure, if you don't mind?"
Returning her smile John replied "I wouldn't have offered if I did"
There was only three boxes remaining, all labelled bedroom when John collapsed on the sofa and announced
"Girl you have too much stuff!"
"Not really"
John snorted "you do those boxes I unpacked for the bathroom had the same stuff in them three times over!"
"No they didn't!" Becki protested
"I unpacked at least six bottles of moisturiser! So you can't say you don't have too much of the same stuff!"
"No two are the same!" Becki grinned at John who looked perplexed
"It's moisturiser! How are they not the same?"
"They're all different brands!"
"It's still all the same thing! Why do you need six?"
Becki laughed "Woman's prerogative!"
Becki and John were returning from having lunch, which John had insisted that Becki joined him on. As Becki opened her front door the phone started to ring, she ran to the living room and picked it up as John followed her in,
"Hello"
"I hate Lee"
"Hi Mel, What did he do?"
"He was born!"
"Okay!"
"Anyhow, can we continue the conversation we were having before?"
"Um…no!"
"Why?"
"I have company" Becki glanced at John; he grinned and flopped down on the sofa.
"Oh Yeah! Who?" Melody challenged not believing her friend.
"John!"
"John who?"
"Cena" Becki held the phone away from her ear as Melody screamed down the line. John started laughing; he could hear her from the other side of the room.
"Mind me asking who it is screaming at the mention of my name?"
Becki was just about to put the phone back to ear as John spoke, Melody obviously heard Johns voice as she started to squeal again, Becki held the phone away and replied
"It's my best friend, her names Melody"
John stood up and walked over to Becki, he held his hand out for the phone, Becki handed it to him.
"Hi Melody. Now why are you screaming so loud? I don't want my new assistant going deaf before she starts work."
Becki chuckled she knew what Melody was going to do.
"Oh god! Bye" Melody hung up.
Laughing John put the phone back in its charger, "I think I scared her"
"She will be sat at home right now staring at the phone like it bit her and will have gone bright red" Becki said knowing that as she spoke Melody would be doing exactly that.
"How's your arm?"
"What!" that had caught her off guard. She had expected him to mention it earlier and when he didn't she assumed he wasn't going to. He moved to stand in front of her.
"Your arm, it was bleeding after Nick grabbed you." he decided not to mention that he had been watching her while she unpacked and had seen the big angry welts that scarred her arms when she subconsciously rolled up her sleeves.
"Um, it's fine now thanks" she pulled at her sleeves, making sure her arms were covered. The action didn't go unnoticed. As John was about to reply Becki's cell phone started to ring. He watched as she picked it up, checked the caller id then disconnected the call. No sooner had she put it down when it rang again, John glanced at the caller id before she picked it up and repeated the sequence. Again once she put it down it started to ring. Becki looked like she was about to cry or scream, he wasn't quite sure. John picked up the phone, 'Dean calling…' was again displayed on the tiny screen. John was about to hit a button when a panicked Becki grabbed his arm, her sleeve riding up to reveal the cut on her arm.
"Please, I don't want him to know where I am" she pleaded
Pressing the button he was originally going to press, John turned the cell off. Looking down at the cut on her arm, he couldn't resist saying, "Is he the reason you did that?"
John had always been a person to say things how he saw it but he could tell straight away by the look of indignation and anger on Becki's face that he had said the wrong thing.
Letting go of his arm and snatching the phone from his hand Becki snapped
"No because I didn't do anything"
She tugged her sleeve back down, taking a deep breath as she caught the cut.
"Look I'm sor…" she cut him off
"Thanks for your help today but I think you should leave"
John mentally kicked himself, 'there goes assistant number three, you should have kept your big dumb mouth shut'
Becki followed him to the hallway and watched him approach the door, turning to her as he opened it John said
"Sorry" when she didn't reply he stepped outside and closed the door behind him. Walking down the steps towards his car he heard the unmistakeable sound of her cell phone shattering against the other side of the door.
Becki was unpacking the last three boxes in her bedroom. Sitting on her bed she tipped the contents of the last box onto it. A heap of underwear and a stuffed hippo fell out. Grabbing the underwear she dumped it unceremoniously into an empty drawer then placed the hippo on her pillow. It was over three hours since John had left and her mood hadn't changed. Stomping down the stairs she thought about John, she wasn't mad at him, well not really. He wasn't the first and wouldn't be the last to think that the scars on her arms had been caused by her own hands. What did annoy her was that he hardly knew her yet had jumped to conclusions about her. Not only that but he had voiced his opinion on it to her! That he shouldn't have done.
Picking up the remains of her shattered phone she sighed, how was she going to work with John now? At least he had made an effort with her, considering he didn't get along with his past two assistants. 'Should have kept his mouth shut longer though' she thought
What didn't help either was that there no way he couldn't have heard her throw the cell phone against the door, 'he probably thinks I was throwing it at him, I'll have to quit, if he doesn't have me fired first'
Placing the remains of the cell phone on a table, Becki decided she needed some fresh air and headed towards her porch steps. Opening the front door she nearly tripped over a small gift wrapped box. She picked it up, turned it over, put it to her ear then shook it. Frowning she made her way over to the steps and sat down. She stared at the box for a few minutes, wondering what it was and who would have put it there. Giving up she tore the wrapping off, an envelope fell from the paper, Becki picked it up but didn't open it. Instead she stared at the box in her lap, it was a cell phone. Turning the envelope over she opened it and pulled out a small piece of card. Smiling as she read…
Peace offering!
You needed a new one anyway.
John x
Maybe she wouldn't have to quit after all.