Welcome To My Truth
Chapter 30: Love in the cold air
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"Alexa, how about this?" I asked her, holding up the blue polo shirt, "For Mike?"
She stuck her tongue out disapprovingly, "Nah, he's not into that type of style."
I stuck the shirt into some random pile of shirts, and continued looking through the clothes. This was taking forever, I still couldn't find a nice present for Mike. I had found presents for my other loved ones. I still needed Mike's gift, and Tyler's gifts. I hate shopping for guys, it's so hard. I was trying to shop for my dad the other day, and it was so hard! I ended up getting him some cologne, this really nice shirt, and a diamond watch. I know he'll like it, he's always liked my presents.
Rebirthing now
I wanna live for love, wanna live for you and me
Breathe for the first time now I come alive somehow
Tyler's theme song blasted through the store. Damn! My stupid cellphone. I flipped the modern phone open, and began speaking;
"Hey baby, what's up?"
"Hey Hayden, how's shopping?"
"No, Ty I am not going to tell you what I am getting for you."
"Damn, why not?!"
"Because you didn't tell me, so why should I tell you?"
"Well, first off, mine is probably much better."
"What?! Yeah right, mine will be so much nicer."
"I beg to differ, you will immediatly fall in love with your gift."
"Is it a puppy? I would totally love you forever if it was a puppy."
"Uh no? Anyway, when are you done with your shopping spree?"
"Hm, maybe in an hour or so, why?"
"I want to hang out this afternoon, you know take you out."
"Aw, that would be nice, I'll text you when I get home."
"Alright, baby, I'll see you later."
"Yes, you will. Love you,"
"Love you more,"
With that, I snapped my phone shut, and threw it back into my oversized purse. Turning to Alexa, she had a huge smile on her face. Great, she was eavesdropping on my conversation.
"Shut up, and let's continue."
"I'm sorry," she awed, as we exited the store, "You two are just so adorable."
"I know we are, now let's go to that store," I pointed to the vintage store across from us, "Maybe they'll have cuter shirts."
THIRD POV
Ashley sat in Mickie's hotel room, eating a box of chocolates. She had been down since the day she told John about the pregnancy. The Dirty Diva wasn't acting her normal self, and everyone seemed to notice. The secret as still kept among the whole roster, except for a few people. Such as, her close friend, Mickie.
"Ash, put the chocolates down," Mickie ordered her, as she clipped in her hoop earring, "We're going out."
She shook her head, without a verbal answer. Mickie sighed half annoyed at her best friend. She didn't like the fact she was too depressed, to hang out, and have a good time.
"Look, Ash, you really need to stop moping around," the bubbly diva stated, "It's not good for your health, nor the baby's."
Ashley nodded, and her eyes began to well up with tears, "I'm sorry."
Mickie sat next to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulder, "You made a mistake Ash. Everyone makes mistakes. You told John the truth, he still loves you. All you need to do is give him his space,"
"I have given him enough space! He hasn't called or anything. I don't even think he wants to be with me anymore."
"I doubt that, sweetie. He loves you to death, he would never give up on you."
"I think he did, Micks. I really do think he did,"
Ashley had convinced herself John would not longer want to be with her. She thought he had losen all hope toward her. The Dirty Diva was sorry for waht she did, it was a drunken mistake. It could have happened to anybody, but why her? She hadn't done anything wrong before, but now, it was as if this one night stand completely tore her life apart.
"Everything wil be okay, trust me." Mickie comforted. She didn't like the fact, her best friend cheated on her fiancee. However, she knew Ashley regretted every second of it. Although, there was a fifty-fifty chance the baby could be Edge's, Mickie kept her hopes high for it to be John's. She knew John still loved Ash, he couldn't deny it.
She also knew, John was deeply hurt.
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At the gym.
"So, I was with Mickie, and I tried asking her out on a date, but-"
"You chickened out," John grinned, as he lifted up some weights, "Nice dude."
"No I didn't! She left before I could even ask," Randy defended himself, "I wonder if she even likes me."
"She probably does, if you want I'll ask Ash-, uh Hayden to ask her."
Randy rose an eyebrow, setting his weights down, "You were going to say Ashley weren't you?"
"Nah man," John denied it, trying to change the subject, "What time is that Christmas party next week?"
"At 7, I think, is Ashley going?" Randy asked him curiously.
"I don't know."
"Well you should know, she's your date isn't she."
"No, you know who her date should be? Adam."
Randy laughed, shaking his head, "I can't believe you dude,"
"What are you talking about?" the Chain Gang Soldier stated with slight confusment.
"Your acting like such a douche bag."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are," The Legend Killer told him, "Your girlfriend is going through the hardest time in her life, and all you do is make smart jokes about her!"
"Randy she fucking cheated on me! She's pregnant! Who knows, that baby could be Adam's."
"So what? You know she didn't purposely sleep with him. It's not like she said 'Hey, Adam, wanna have sex, and get me pregnant?' She loves you, and all you do is treat her like shit."
"She lied for a long time, she could have told me the day after it happened," John reasoned, boarding the running machine, "She's a bitch."
"No, she's the girl you want to spend the rest of your life with."
John didn't say a word. He knew Randy was saying the truth, but he still couldn't forget that his fiancee had cheated on him. He wanted that baby to be his, moreover for them to be a happy family.
"Come on, let's go to the ring." Randy suggested, as the two men left the main gym, and entered the ring room.
"One on One, or practice?" John questioned, sliding through the ropes.
"One on One." he smirked, "So I can kick your ass."
"We'll see about that."
And the two men began grappling onto each other.
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First POV.
Hayden's.
"Damn, I'm wooped!" I sighed, throwing the bags onto the floor, and my body to the couch. It was a long day of shopping. We had been out since nine o' clock this monring, buying presents. I had gotten the perfect gift for Tyler, and a great gift for the Miz. Alexa did too, but she had to pick hers up a two days before Christmas.
"Where is everyone?" I asked, noticing the emptiness of the hotelroom, "Did they all go out Christmas Shopping?"
"Who knows." Alexa laughed, flicking on the television.
She surfed the channels, and stopped on "Keeping Up With The Kardashians." This was such a great show. My favorite was Kim, because of her spunky attitude. Then again, she sometimes gets too annoying. Standing up from my seat, I went over to the fridge, and grabbed two cans of Coke. Alexa took one, and I got back into my seat comfortably.
"Damn, do you think Rob is hot? Because he I do!" Alexa drooled over Rob Kardashian like a dog.
"He's okay, not too good-looking."
"You must be blind Hayden!" she commented, turning back to television, "He's so smexy!"
"Smexy? Don't you mean Sexy?"
"No Smexy!" she said, in her own vocabulary. I don't get this girl sometimes. She always makes up her own vocabulary, and sayings. She should publish a dictionary or something, called "Alexa Orton's Dictionary: Fabulous New Words" That would totally make money.
"What time is Tyler picking you up?" she asked me, "Soon?"
I nodded, "Yeah, like in twenty minutes or so."
"Go and get ready then!"
"But, I don't want too," I pouted my lips, "I'm too tired."
"You have to look ultra fabulous for your man though," she smiled, "Hurry, and get ready!"
"Finnee!" I groaned, standing up from the seat.
Making my way into the bedroom, I shut the door and began undressing myself. Hm, what should I wear? Rummaging through my clothes, I took out some jeans, a beige long sleeve shirt, with a small V-Neck, and a white tank top to go under it. Once I slipped everything on, I took out my dark brown fluffy boots, and put them over my jeans. It's mighty cold outside, thank god I love dressing warm. I stood in front of the mirror, prepared to apply my makeup. Some black eyeliner, concealer, and a touch of eyeshadow will do. Once I finished that, I straightened my hair, parting it. Staring at my reflection, a small grin appeared on my face.
Exiting the room, there I saw Tyler and Alexa speaking quietly.
"What are you two talking about?"
There heads snapped towards me, and both grinned, "Oh nothing, you ready to leave baby?"
A nod came out of me, and I grabbed my jacket, scarf, and gloves. "See you later Alexa."
"Have fun, honey." she told me, before I dissapeared from her sight.
Tyler interlaced his hand with my own, as we walked down the corridor, and into the elevator.
"So where are we going?" I questioned with a puzzled look.
"Well, I don't know. I was thinking we could head to the park, and play in the snow?"
That is so much fun! I haven't played in the snow in such a long time!
"Oh my gosh, Ty that's great!" I squealed slightly, "Are we walking there?"
He simply nodded, and we exited the hotel room. Closely, we walked next to each other, admiring the beautiful snow layer the previous sheets. Once we entered the park, it was time to fool around.
He separated from me mischeviously. I think I know what he's up to. Snowballs. That's what all the typical guys do, when they play out in the snow. I gathered some snowballs of my own, and hid to behind me.
Tyler held his out freely, aiming it to me, "Catch!"
The ball hit against my jacket hardly, and he started laughing like a total idiot. I don't see why guys find so much humor in hitting someone with just one little snowball.
"TAKE THIS!" I threw both snowballs at the same time, causing them to hit his head. Oh my gosh, that must have hurt. He held his head, mumbling curse words under his breath. Running over to him, I placed my hand on where he got hit;
"Are you okay? I'm so sorry, I didn't think my aim was so bad."
"It's fine, you have a bad ass arm though," he complimented, "Did you play softball when you were younger?"
"Uh, no," I answered, rubbing the spot, "Are you sure you're alright?"
He laughed, "I'm perfectly okay, don't worry."
Good, I hate when I hurt people. I mean I do it for a living. I just feel bad hitting them with lke hard objects or something. Tyler knew that. Once, I had been palying soccer with him, and he was in goal. So, I kicked the ball toward it, and it didn't make it in. Instead, it hit him where the sun doesn't shine. He fell to the floor, holding his manhood in pain. I felt so bad for days! He told me it wasn't a big deal. I thought it was personally. Like, what if that one hit kept him from having children or something? That would have been on my concscience for the rest of my life!
"Let's just relax,"
He pulled me to sit down next to him, under the huge tree. It was such a beautiful afternoon. I hate the cold, but love the way it looks during Christmas time. Especially now, since Christmas is so close. I love the snow, and how the snowflakes are all different.
"This is great," I softly said, as Tyler kept his arm around me, "Isn't it such an admiring image?"
"Yes it is." He came closer to me, his face inches away. His hand touched the back of my neck, sending shivers down my spine. "How romantic would it be, to kiss someone twice as beautiful, under the snow?"
"Very,"
His cold lips, touched mine softly, and the sparks flew as always. An amazing picture to take. The snow gently falling, and a wonderful couple kissing under the snowy trees. Once, we released, it was a comfortable silence, and we enjoyed the tranquility. Until, Alexa decided to ruin it for us. Where the hel did she come from? We're like two blocks away from the hotel!
"Come on! Stop making out!" She called out," John got us all hot chocolate! He wants you two in the hotel room now!"
"Fine Alexa!" Tyler answered, "We'll be there in a couple of seconds."
She nodded, leaving Tyler and I alone. He looked back at me, and smirked. He stood up from the floor, and offered his hand. Gladly taking it, I got up, almost slipping again.
"Baby," I sweetly started, "Could you carry me?"
"What? Why?"
"I don't know, I don't feel like walking over there."
"Alright, hop on my back, lazy ass." He accepted, and I jumped on his back for a piggy back ride.
"Thank you, baby."
"It's what I do."
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