Chapter 6: If my friends could see me now

Night sat in her hotel room. She turned on the television and flipped through the channels. She was only half paying attention to what was going on. She couldn't really understand Italian anyway.

She couldn't figure out what to do or who to believe. Night laughed bitterly. If my friends could see me now... I wonder what some of them would say? I wonder what advice they would have. I should call one of them. Mikie would have some good advice. I'll call him.

Night pulled her cell phone out of her pocket and flipped it open. She held down the eight and it dialed Mikie. After a couple of rings, an onry Mikie picked up his phone.

"What do you want?" he asked.

"Well, I am in a bit of trouble."

"So I've noticed. What did you call me for?"

"I want your advice."

"My advice?"

"Yeah. Um, can you help me?"

"Alright, my advice is for you to just go home."

"No, I already thought about that. That would just leave everything unresolved and wouldn't really solve anything."

"Okay, fine, you don't like my advice, I'm leaving."

"No, Mikie, wait! I really want your opinion, but I can tell you the whole story first?"

"Fine..."

"This is the short version, mind you, but..." Night proceeded to tell Mikie the long short version of what had happened. She included everything that had happened, and I mean everything, the short version of course. An hour later, she was finally done. "And, now I'm all confused because I don't know who to believe. John was so nice, but Matt has helped so much. Who do I believe?"

There was silence on the other end of the line.

"Mikie, hello?"

"Oh sorry, I fell asleep. I thought you said that was the short version."

"Grr! Mikie, do you have any advice for me?"

"Yeah, stop making out with so many guys!"

"Oh, yeah and you wouldn't if you were in my situation with say, Trish and Stacy?" Silence on the phone. "That's what I thought."

"Okay, fine, I would. Now can I give you my advice."

"Go ahead."

"I would go talk to John. See what he has to say. From what you've told me, he seems to be the more truthful one in this situation. If he won't talk to you, make him. I'm sure you could think of a way to make him listen to you. Talk to him and then call me back after. Okay?"

"That sounds wonderful. Thanks Mikie. You are my brother from another mother."

"And you are my sister from another mister. So, what else has happened? What is it like there with all of the Superstars?"

Night smiled and told him all about the superstars and they talked far into the night.

The next morning, the superstars left Italy and headed back to the states for a live Monday Night Raw. Night looked all over for John, but he seemed to be avoiding her far better than yesterday.

Night was in the Diva's dressing room staring at her reflection in the mirror. A few of the Divas had picked out an outfit for her. Candice, Victoria, and Torrie had dressed her up, but thankfully, she didn't look like them... for the most part. She did look good though.

Night tucked a wayward strand of her hair behind her ear. A knock sounded at the door.

"Can I come in?"

Night smiled. "Yes, Matt." Matt came in and smiled at her.

"Wow, you look hot. Are you ready? Batista is going to call out Cena. We need to be out there to make it look convincing."

Night grimaced. "I don't think I can do this." Matt hugged her tightly and kissed her forehead. He stroked her hair off her face.

"I know you can. You are very strong willed, just play that to your advantage. Just think of how mean John was to you and you will be able to." He kissed her and pulled her ponytail out.

Night's long black hair flowed down her back. "You look better with your hair down."

Night smirked and took a deep breath showing off her cleavage. She pretended to pout. "Are you certain?" She ran her hands lightly across Matt's chest.

"Yes, certain," Matt croaked out and kissed Night hard. He pulled her close to him.

"Matt, are you in there?" Batista asked. Night pushed Matt away and opened the door.

"Yes, he's in here. We are ready," Night said and smiled at Batista. Good to know that I can still seduce people.

Batista and Night walked out to the ring followed by Matt. Batista got into the ring and lifted Night over the ropes. Matt handed him a microphone and got into the ring.

"Cena, we need to talk. Come out here," Batista said. Soon after he finished, John came out and stood at the top of the ramp.

"What do you want, Batista?" he asked exasperated.

"I want you to be punished for the wrongs that you did to Night."

Night coward into Matt trying her hardest to look the part of a poor helpless wronged girl.

"What are you talking about?" Cena asked. Batista glared at him.

"You know what I'm talking about."

Night grimaced, not because that was part of the plan, but because she was hurting John. She could see it. The way he stood, his lack of words, they all told of hurt. She had to talk to him.

John shook his head and walked backstage, which made him look even more guilty. Still, the people were behind him, a thing which Night was happy for.

Batista smiled triumphantly and hugged Night. They walked backstage to much booing. The girl grimaced and walked closer to Matt. I need to talk to John. I have to explain everything. He needs to know the truth, but what is the truth? I'm not sure. Wait, what about that girl in his room before Italy? I don't need to tell him anything! He has already replaced me. I should go talk to him anyway. Confront him about it. That's what I'll do. Confront him about the giggling girl.

Night walked to John's dressing room and knocked on the door.

"It's open," John said. Night barged in and stood in front of John. He sat up from the bench he was sitting on.

"Okay so I was told to talk to you by a good friend, so here, I'm talking to you. Why are you doing this to me?"

John stood up. "Why am I doing this to you? What have I ever done to you? Everything I've done since I met you was for you. You were the one who went off with Batista and Matt. You were the one who almost drowned and made me save you."

"You were the one who had a girl in your room before Italy. You were the one who was going to do something to me. I didn't MAKE you save me."

John shook his head. "Wait, wait, wait. What is this about a girl in my room? I don't remember having any other girl in my room other than you."

"Yes, you did! I heard giggling when I picked up my luggage!"

"Oh, you're so stupid! There was no girl in my room!"

"Well, if I'm so stupid, then I'll just leave." Night started walking towards the door. John grabbed her arm.

"Aren't you going to let me explain?"

"No!" Night yelled and tried to shake off John. "I hate you!"

"I hate you too!"

Night turned around to face John. "I abhor you!"

"I loathe you!"

"I despise you! I scorn you! I can't stand you! I hate you! I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU!" Night screamed in John's face. "YOU ARE SUCH A... A... NOT VERY NICE PERSON!"

"At least, I'm not a whore!"

Tears sprang to Night's eyes. "I hate you," she whispered. "I hate you. I hate you. I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!" She beat her fists on his chest. "I HATE YOU!" She kept screaming at John until she exhausted her strength. "I hate you," she kept saying as she leaned on John for support. He grabbed her wrists. Night struggled against him a little, but had no strength left. She glared up at John as defiantly as she could. "I hate you," she said slowly and venomously. John pulled her closer.

"You know what? I hate you too," and with that said he pulled her close to him and kissed her.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except Night... and Mikie... but he owns himself... Do I really have to put this on every chapter?

A/N: This chapter is shorter than the others, but I just had to end it right there... it called to me... I'm almost done with the 7th chappy... it's going to be ending soon I think... maybe... Anyway, That last scene is a shout out to my fav RAW scene of all time! CENA AND MARIA ROCK! They are my OTP... Anyway, that would be the end of my AN... keep reviewing! It keeps me writing! YAY does the happy dance for the reviews and hugs them all I LOVE YOU GUYS!