Welcome To My Truth
Chapter 28: True Colors.
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I've gotten twenty seven missed calls, and thirty text messages. All from Tyler. I haven't called, or replied to any of them. I haven't seen him since Monday Night. I don't know why, but the words he expressed toward me, gave me this effect. An effect I actually like, but at the same time, it keeps my mind racing through thoughts. Like, whether he said it in the heat of the moment. For example, what if he didn't mean it? What if he just said it so we could stop arguing. Or, if he really did mean the words, "I love you,". We had been together for over a year, but none of us, dared to say those three beloved words. Tyler did, Monday Night. To tell you the truth, when he said those words, aghast ran through my whole body. I don't know why. Maybe the fact that, Tyler and I had known each other for so long, and those words and feelings never seemed to matter. Then again, we were together, liked each other since we were the mere age of fourteen. Its confusing, like a puzzle. I have to put the pieces together.
Slipping on my black flip flops, exposing my gold toenails, I took a hold of my body fitted zip up sweatshirt, and placed it on. My dad sat in the living room, staring at me, as I entered the room. He flicked the mute button on the television, and gave me a look.
"Where are you going?" he began, as I shoved my cellphone in my pocket.
"Uh, for a walk... around this town," I answered, "Is that okay?"
"We need to talk Hayden," he seriously stated, patting the seat next to him, "Come on."
Great, time for a father-daughter talk. Who knows what topics this man will bring up while we speak. Usually, the serious talks turn into some funny ones. But, I wasn't in the mood to speak with him, but he's going to force me. That's what he always does. My dad has this way of forcing you to speak with him, and tell you what's going on. I wonder why he can't get Ashley to fess up. I bet she has this way of ignoring him, and keeping the secret. Which reminds me, she really needs to say something, or I'll do it for her.
"Okay.." I sat next to him, and ran a hand through my curly brunette hair.
"You're not yourself, Hayden. What's going on? You barely speak, and you always ignore your phonecalls," he said, "Tyler has been asking about you when we go to our training sessions, he tells me for you to call him. When I tell you to, he says you never do. Are you two still in a fight?"
I didn't answer, my eyes landed to carpeted floor.
"Talk to me babygirl," he continued, "What's going on?"
"Well, what if I told you, someone expressed their feelings toward me strongly," I hinted, and he rose an eyebrow, shaking his head.
"Like?"
"Daddy, Tyler told me he loved me."
His eyes widened, and I knew he was going through the same reaction I first went through. Then, out of nowhere, a smile lifted upon his lips.
"Finally!" He raised his hands up, and sighed. What the hell? That was not the reaction I expected a father to have. Especially mine.
"What?"
"Tyler, after keeping those feelings to himself, not very well may I add, finally told you he loved you!"
"Dad? How can you be so calm about this?"
"Well, I noticed he's liked you since the day he met you. Randy told me," my dad revealed, "He cares so much for you Hayden."
"I know," I mumbled, staring down at the floor, "I just, it caught me off guard."
"Something like that should catch you off guard."
Nodding, I sighed, "I feel so bitchy right now,"
"It's alright Hayden," he said, "I suggest, you talk to him. Tell him how you feel."
I nodded, running a hand through my hair. A sigh escaped my lips, as I thought of Tyler's feelings. The deep feelings he through out onto the table, they caught me out of the blue. What else was I supposed to do? I guess running away from it was pretty cowardly, and I regret it. Then again, I needed time to think about those three sacred words. I think I've had enough time, and my head is still a little quizzical, but I know that I have the right words on my mind.
"Dad, I'm heading out for to take a walk," I stood up from the couch, and grabbed the hotel key, "I'll see you later?"
"Yeah, if I'm not here, I'm with Ash." he said, as he stretched out his arms on the couch.
Ashley. She's dissapointed me. That young woman hasn't said one word to my dad, and I'm this close to telling him. I have dropped several hints, but my dad isn't so smart in common sense. Kind of comical, but right now, I can't laugh at that. He needed to know, before she starts growing. I'm going to have to talk to her, once again. Or, I should let her do it on her own time, and mind my own business. I hate these stupid sticky messes, it looks like I'm always in the middle of them.
Stepping out of the room, I strutted down the hallway, noticing that it was pretty silent. Most were in their hotel rooms, others probably in the dining room. Reaching the elevator, I clicked the button, patiently waiting for the two doors to open. When they did, I was met my The Legend Killer, and the former pyscho. Great, I wonder if Randy knows about the "I love you" thing. He most likely does, Tyler tels him everything.
"Hey, Hayden!" Mickie hugged me, once I came into the large elevator. Randy cleared his throat, as he stared at me. I waved at him, with a tiny smile.
"Randy! What's up?"
"No, What's up with you?"
He knows.
"Nothing." I quickly answered, turning back to Mickie, who had a confused expression.
"So, Hayden, how have you been?" she asked me with that spunky grin she always had. That's the good thing about Mickie, she carried a positive attitude all the time. I remember when I lost my match against Beth Phoenix. She practically broke my arm, when she put me in a Chicken Wing kind of thing. I was crying my eyes out, frustrated. See, I never could beat the "Glamazon". I trained, and worked so hard, Mickie helped me. She told me, not to give up, and to believe in myself. She said, Beth would get knocked off her high horse, and that I would beat her eventually. Guess what, I did. In a hard fought match, I beat the "Glamazon." I cried then too. Mickie was proud of me. To tell you the truth, Mickie is a role model for me. She has that energetic, lovable, tough personality, and the positive attitude. I want to be as good as her, and I could get there, I just know it.
"I've been good, you know training with my dad and stuff."
She nodded, "That's great! I talked to Vince Monday, he told me we may be getting placed in a tag team match together, against Kelly and Melina."
"Really?" I was suprised, and happy all at once. "That's gonna be great!"
"Yeah, we're totally going to kick some butt'" she smiled. From the corner of my eye, I saw Randy staring at her, he totally wants her.
"So, Randy what are you staring at?" I took his out of his trance, as he shook his head.
"uh,nothing," he answered, "Tyler's been looking for you."
Great, another way to make me feel guilty.
"Oh."
"Yeah, he's been wondering why you haven't been answering his phone calls. You know, he's worried."
"Oh."
He barely laughed, shaking his head, "Is that all you're going to say Hayden? Oh? Come on, he confessed something very deep to you, and you've been ignoring him through the whole week,"
"Randy!" I snapped, " I know, okay. I feel bad for what I did. I'm an idiot."
"Yeah, you are." he snorted, as Mickie slapped him upside the head. "OW!"
"Don't talk to her like that!" Mickie warned, "Leave her alone, its Tyler and Hayden's business, not yours."
Randy stood their silent, and the elevator opened. I stepped out, not saying a word to Randy, and a goodbye to Mickie. I left the hotel, and stepped out to be met with a refreshing cool wind slapping my face. The sun brightened the day, along with the bright blue sky, full of fluffy clouds. I wonder if I could climb up onto a cloud, and hide there, resting. They sure do look like a good place to clear your thoughts.
I walked down the sidewalk, admiring the different stores, and places the town had to offer. Its nice to take a break from training, and just walk around one of the towns your visiting. My eyes noticed a park, with swings, slides, see saws, and a path. Hm, what if I went back to being seven years old? I crossed the street, and found myself standing in the middle of a nearly empty park. The only people here, were three kids with their crazed mother. I'm guessing there leaving, since the kids won't stop fussing. Meanwhile, their mother is trying to pry them off the see saw. Poor children, no, poor mother.
My butt met the swing seat, and I began rocking on it. My mind was still on the words, and other important things. I don't understand why life has to be so complicated sometimes. I mean, why can't it be easy, live your life, with no problems, or anything that would bother you. Everything drives my mind crazy, and most days it makes me wanna give up. But, I'm a Cena. We don't give up, its not in our vocabulary. We don't give up, we fight through the obstacles and get through it. I can't say that the words Tyler said are an obstacle. The fact that I ran away like a chicken is. I think I hurt his feelings, which makes me feel like a horrible, heartless girlfriend.
"Hayden.." a voice said my name, causing me to turn my head. What? Why is he here?
"Hey, Reid." I replied, and he took a seat on the opposite swing. He smiled, stroking his blonde hair.
"Whatcha been up to?" he asked me, "Anything new?"
A lot is new. Ashley's pregnant. Randy likes Mickie. Tyler said "I Love you."
"No, not really."
"Oh, that's cool," he nodded, "I was wondering, want to go out to dinner with me tonight?"
I stared down at the ground, is he asking me out? No, he can't be. He perfectly knows I have a boyfriend.
"Uh-, I can't."
"Why not?"
"Well, I -uh.. have other plans." I stuttered, nodding my head.
"Come on, Hayden, its one dinner." Reid nudged me, "Tyler won't mind."
"Reid, I can't." I repeated, as he locked his eyes with me. He stared at me, and placed his hand over mine.
"Please," he rubbed my hand softly, "It'll be fun."
No answer came from me, it was silent for a brief moment.
"You look cute today."
What the hell did he just say? I look cute today? Okay, what is up with Reid. He never compliments me like that.
"Thanks." I thanked him, meeting his eyes once again. He kept his hand on mine, and I felt him pull on my swing chain, closer to him. What is he doing? Confusely, I stared at him, and he smirked.
"Reid, what are you doi-" he cut me off, pressing his lips over mine, gently. My eyes shut slowly, and I felt my arms touch his shoulders. What the hell? I'm kissing Reid! What am I doing! My eyes sprung open, and I tried tugging away from him.
"Well, it's nice to know your feelings Hayden," a familiar voice said, and the lip lock broke. There, standing right in front of us, was Tyler. His green eyes full of hurt, and I could see he wanted to murder Reid.
"Tyler, I-he- that kiss didn't mean anything!" I exclaimed, getting up from the swing, "He kissed me! I didn't want anything to do with him."
Reid was silent, clearing his throat. Tyler took a good look at me, and back at Reid.
"Why are you messing around with my girlfriend?" Tyler said through gritted teeth, "You know she's mine."
Reid smirked, as he got up from the swing. Tyler got closer to him, sizing him up.
"Dude, you're not good enough for her. You're old news, she can't resist me. She wanted that kiss."
What the hell? Reid? Is this the sweet Reid I've been friends with for sometime?
"I doubt that, I don't think she goes for bleach blonde assholes, who actually think they can get a girl like her." Tyler shot back.
"Yeah right, I bet she's with you only becuase your a top superstar. Or, she may be forced." Reid continued, "She'd rather be with me, in bed, outside of bed."
That was it, I stepped in, slapping Reid right across the face. He stepped back, holding his hand stained face.
"I don't know who you are, but you have the most dirtiest, wrong mind! I sure as hell don't want to be with someone like you!" I screamed, and he glared at me.
"Really? Well, you're with Tyler, someone way worse than me."
"Tyler is a much better person than you will ever be. He cares for me, and knows how to treat a lady right," I explained with a high voice, "Want to know something else Reid? I love this boy, more than you can ever imagine!"
There you go, I admited it. I love Tyler. Whoa, look at Reid's face. I don't think he believes it.
"You're making a bad choice Hayden, you really are." he shook his head, as Tyler stepped in front of him.
"Don't mess with my girlfriend again, or you will get an your ass kicked." he warned, before Reid left scoffing under his breath.
Tyler stared at me for a moment, and I tried avoiding the eye contact. We hadn't talked in a while, and it was pretty weird seeing him now, after this scene. As I looked up at the sky, I felt two arms wrap around my waist, pulling me closer. I rotated around, to face him. He had a small smirk on his face. His irritating smirk, I can never get enough if it.
"I'm sorry Tyler," I apologized, as I hugged him tightly, "I really am. I'm the worst girlfriend ever."
"No your not," he disagreed, hugging me back. "Your the best, girlfriend in the world."
Aw.
"No I'm not, I kissed Cody for revenge, which was stupid. I fought with you, for a stupid reason. And I ran off like an idiot, when you told me your feelings."
"Its okay, I understand why you did those things. I'm just happy, you're talking to me."
"Yeah, and I ignored you for the whole week," I remembered, as I stared up at him. "I'm really sorry."
"It's okay baby," he laughed, as we started walking uip the path, "Lets forget about this scene, and everything else."
We crossed the street, and I stopped him in the middle of the sidewalk, "Everything? Well, I may have to argue with that."
He cocked an eyebrow, "Why?"
"How can I forget that you love me?" I proudly said with a grin, "That makes me feel so special, the same way it should make you feel special that I love you too."
He smiled, pulling me closer to him, "I love you, even if you are an idiot sometimes."
"Thank you." I giggled, and we started walking again, "By the way, I love you too."
"I know."
"Yeah, you do."
Finally, I admitted it. It sure took a lot of time to do so, and it makes me feel happier than ever. Now, one problem is solved, the next one, Ashley. Great, this should be good.
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