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Chapter 23 : Comfort

Instead of running the whole way from the restaurant to the hotel, I quickly got a cab and told them to take the long way back. The whole ride, I looked out the windows and thought about everything that just happened back there. I can't believe that people can be that heartless. This is one of the reasons, I am assuming, my brother, Elliot, didn't want me to get involved with wrestlers. That thought got me thinking about my family and Charlie. When we reached the hotel, the cab driver broke my thoughts and I hopped out of the car. I handed over the money I owed him and fast walked into the lobby. As I was walking, I saw John Cena on the other side flirting with some girl. Why were all guys like this? Why did they always need to be around a female? This got me thinking about Chris. All I wanted to know was who that girl was and why he was with her. Why didn't he tell me about it? All there thoughts made me angry and all I wanted was to get a pint of ice cream and curl up in bed with a chick flick on.

I walked into one of the shops next to the hotel and got a pint of mint chocolate chip ice cream. I walked back to the hotel and straight up to my room, luckily not running into anyone I knew. I put on my pajamas which was short yellow cotton shorts and a San Francisco 49ers jersey. I climbed into the warm bed with my ice cream and a spoon. I flipped through the channels and ordered one of the movies they offer. I decided on The Notebook and last minute remembered to grab the tissue box from the bathroom.

Once the movie was over, I had about a fourth of the ice cream left and zero tissues. I turned the TV off and attempted to finish off the ice cream. About five minutes later I face facts that I couldn't finish the ice cream. I had just put my spoon back in the carton when there was a knock. I was expecting someone to come sooner or later and I had actually assumed they would be here sooner. I walked to the door, ice cream still in hand, and looked in the peep hole. I sighed when I saw it was Chris. I stood next to the door for a minute, weighing the pros and cons of opening the door. When he knocked again I thought that this would be an as good a time as any to ask him who was with him.

I softly opened the door and looked as Chris with a soft expression. I motioned for him to come in. He followed me into the room and I hopped on the bed. He sat next to me. I offered him the rest of the ice cream. He shook his head so I put the cap back on the carton and quickly slipped in the fridge. I walked back to bed and sat looking at him.

"So, I'm guessing your wondering who I was with earlier?" He asked. I nodded and waited for his answer. "She's my friend. Her boyfriend just broke up with her and she called me and I told her I was in the area so we met at the restaurant." He said. I looked at him thoughtfully.

"Why didn't you tell me that you were meeting her?" I asked.

"You didn't ask." He said and I nodded my head realizing that he was right. "Come on, you don't really think that I could go out with another girl when I have you right here next to me. Do you?" He said the last part seriously.

"Honestly, I don't know much about you." I said seeing for the first time that I knew practically nothing about him. We sat for a few minutes absorbing that information. I looked at him and soon after he looked at me. "Maybe we should just be friends and get to know each other before we start anything." I said not really wanting that. I was hoping he would say no and that we could get to know each other while dating.

"Yeah, your right." He said nodded. I was kind of disappointed but pushed that feeling to the back of my mind

"So what should we do for our first friendly outing?" I asked.

"Well, I was going to ask you this for our first official date but I guess we can go as friends. I have two tickets to the baseball game here for tomorrow. Want to go?" He asked. I looked at him with a smile.

"I would love to. How did you know I loved baseball?" I asked and tilted my head to the side.

"I have my sources." He said with a wink. I rolled my eyes. "And I better get going. I left my friend in the lobby." He said.

"You should have brought her up here." I said feeling bad that he just left her there.

"Now really, can you imagine that? You thought I was dating her on the side. You would rip her apart." I laughed. We stood up and walked to the door. We said goodbye and I closed the door. I walked into the bathroom and saw for the first time since I changed what I was wearing. No wonder he was smiling so much.

Twenty minutes later I had changed to go eat dinner. Paul called a few minutes after Chris left and invited me to have dinner with him and Shawn. I accepted because I had no one else to go with and I really didn't want to be alone. I had on ripped jeans, a white tank top and a volcom hoody with my white vans slip-ons. I put my hair in two French-braids and the only make up I wore was foundation because I was feeling really lazy ever since lunch. I walked down to the lobby by stairs, giving myself time to think. I headed over to the restaurant and saw Paul waiting outside. He smiled when he saw me, and I gave him a small one of my own. He gave me a small hug when I was close enough and I thanked him for it, knowing I needed a lot of support, not only for Chris and I not seeing each other anymore but also because of how embarrassed I still am because of the lunch incident. Funny but embarrassing. We walked in and saw Shawn already waiting at the table. Him and Paul got here earlier and already had their drinks and ordered me a sprite. I sat down opposite Shawn and felt Paul sitting next to me.

"Hey Shawn." I said politely.

"Hello little lady." He said and raised his glass to mine and clinked them together.

"So what did you guys do after lunch? Anything exciting that I missed?" I asked hoping to get some kind of news of how Melina got hit by a car and is now in critical condition in the hospital. Of course I just made that up, but, hey, a girl could dream.

"Nothing really. But what I want to know is what you said about Joey trying to molest you." Shawn said raising an eyebrow. I sighed. I completely forgot that I mentioned that. I explained to them what happened and could see in their eyes that they were angry but they didn't show it because they didn't want to scare or upset me. In my head I was thankful for that, but another part of me wanted them to show it so I know that someone wants me here and not everyone is after me for sex or amusement.

I started stirring my ice with my straw as Paul and Shawn started talking about their storylines. Right now I wanted to get back to my room and curl up in my bed with some teen romance book. Those always help me relieve my stress and make me happy. Soon, our dinner comes and we make small talk. Before I know it, we are walking to the elevator. We all were on different floors and I was happy to see that my floor was the highest so I would have some time to myself and not worry about them walking me to my door. As I got closer to my door, I saw someone sitting outside it. Once I got nearer, I saw that it was Carlito. I smiled when I noticed that he was asleep. I sat down next to him and lightly shook him. He opened his eyes slowly and rubbed them to let the get adjusted to the light. He looked at me and sighed.

"Finally. I have been waiting here for hours." He said as I let out a small laugh.

"I was at dinner. Sorry." I said standing up and opening up the door. I left it open for him to follow me in. When I heard the door close I fell on my bed and closed my eyes. "Was there something you needed?"

"Well, I heard what happened earlier and I wanted to make sure that you were okay." He said leaning over. I opened my eyes and smiled at the concern I saw in his eyes.

"I'm fine. I will be right back." I said and walked into the bathroom. I changed into the pajamas I had on earlier, washed my face, brushed my teeth, and took out my contacts. I walked out and climbed in bed and closed my eyes, going to sleep. I felt him pull the covers up more to cover me better. I snuggled into them and sighed contently when I felt him drop a feather light kiss on my forehead. I could hear his jeans moving towards the door.

"Don't leave." I called out softly. I opened my eyes and they immediately connected with his and they pleaded with his own. "Please. I don't want to be alone." I said with hope in my voice. He looked like he contemplating whether or not to. He nodded and slipped his shirt over his head. I admired his body for a few seconds.

"You can take your jeans off if you want. I don't bite. I will behave myself." I said happily. He laughed and slipped them off too. He crawled into the bed and I wrapped my arms around him, holding him close to me. He wrapped his own arms around me and put his chin over my head, which was resting on his chest.

"Thanks." I muttered before sleep claimed me. It was nice to have someone around to cuddle and talk with. Carlito, was definitely the first person I felt most comfortable with on the road at the moment.


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