"Hey dude" Brock said, a big smile on his face "I came to see if you wanted to go out clubbing tonight". As he said this Brock caught sight of me and looked at me strangely. John coughed and kinda rubbed the back of his neck nervously.
"I kinda have plans actually" he said, not really looking Brock in the eye.
"Who's this?" Brock asked, gesturing to me. He had an air of rudeness to the tone of his voice but I'm not sure John picked up on it. I did though.
"This is Aaron" John hesitated "my boyfriend". I was kind of shocked that John said I was his boyfriend considering he must have known how Brock felt about gay people. He apparently didn't care much though. I saw a look of disgust flash quickly over Brock's features before the wide smile was back on his face. He stepped over and held out his hand for me to shake. I did with much trepidation and as soon as I put my hand in his, Brock's grip was like a vice crushing my poor limb.
"Hi I'm Brock" he said, as if I didn't know already. "I'm glad to see John is taking a step to finally settling down. Granted I always thought it would be with a big breasted chick who had no brains but I guess we can't all be normal huh?" When Brock said this I got really pissed off but held in my anger. "I guess your the male version of who I envisioned John with though huh?" What? Wait. Hold on. Did he just call me dumb? Oh hell no. I looked over at John to see if he would say anything but apparently he was going to be tight lipped. "So John about that club..." Brock said. Before John could say anything I spoke up.
"He'd love to go and catch up on everything" I said not wanting to push John into Brock's grasp but being too mad at him to actually want to be around him at the moment. "I'll catch a ride with Kurt and stay with him tonight so you don't wake me when you come in" and with that I left to go find Kurt. It hurt to leave John without saying bye or I love you but I just couldn't bring myself to say it to him right now especially with Brock around.
"Damn Cena your man just gave you the cold shoulder" I heard Brock's loud voice say as I made my way down the hall "Oh well let's go hit up with some hot chicks at the club that'll take your mind off of it". I felt tears make their way down my cheeks as I heard Brock say this and briefly wondered if John and my relationship would survive this roadblock we had seemed to hit. I found Kurt's locker room and knocked praying that he was still there. I let out a relieved sigh when Kurt opened the door. He looked at me questioningly before speaking.
"What are you doing here? Have you been crying?" he questioned. I waved him off, pushing past him into the room. I looked around, trying to get my barings before addressing Kurt.
"Can I get a ride with you back to the hotel and possibly room with you tonight?" I asked him. He looked at me quizzically before nodding.
"Wanna explain why you look like you're about to have a breakdown?" he asked looking at me as if he were studying a test experiment in a lab. I shook my head.
"I don't want to talk about it let's just go" I said before rolling my wheelchair out of the door. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Kurt raise his eyebrow at me before following me out of the arena and to his rental.
"Yo Cena look there's some fine ass chicks over there been staring at us all night" Brock said throwing his hand over John's shoulder and pointing to two girls who were sat at the other end of the bar and looking their way.
"Yeah so" John said looking at Brock evenly. He didn't even want to be there he wanted to be back at the hotel with Aaron but he was forced to go with Brock. He didn't even know why Aaron pushed him off on Brock seeing as not long before then John had been badmouthing the man.
"So let's go over there and work our worldly charms on them and see what happens" Brock said smiling wildly. John shook his head as he finished up his beer.
"No Brock I have a boyfriend if you don't remember. I'm not about to go and try to hook up with two girls who look like...well professionals if I put it nicely" John spared a glance back at the two girls and cringed. If they had anymore make up on their face then they would be eligible for Clown College and if they had anymore silicone in their breasts they'd melt standing by an open flame.
"Did I say you had to hook up with one of them? No. All you got to do is keep one busy while I have a good time with her friend" Brock said with a pissed off sarcastic tone. He smacked John's shoulder "man don't ruin this for me, do you know how long it's been since I've been laid?" Brock asked John rhetorically "a long fucking time now do this for me I mean dude it's not like I wouldn't do it for you, you know I would". John rolled his eyes.
"No Brock I am not going to keep the company of some young, slutty bimbo just so you can get a cheap, and I stress this word, thrill" John said getting up and starting to leave. Brock reached out and grabbed John's arm swinging him around.
"Listen if you don't do this then I'll tell your little boy toy that you had a really good night if you know what I mean" John's eyes widened when he heard Brock say this. He looked at the big man in shock.
"Are you threatening me?" he questioned Brock, who simply nodded "well what makes you think that Aaron will even believe you anyway?"
"Oh I can be pretty persuasive when I need to be" Brock said, an evil glint in his eye almost daring John to challenge him. John sighed and motioned Brock to follow him over to the girls.