Jon and Roxanne were sleeping in the bed together. There was no doubt that the sex was good and it was definitely what Roxanne needed to make the statement of she was not some prissy girl. To Jon, it would finally get Colby off his back. That intimacy was what they needed.
Unknowingly, a sleeping Jon put his arm around a sleeping Roxy and nuzzled himself on her shoulder. Roxanne turned herself around and pressed her cheek on Jon's warm chest and nuzzled herself to him. This was a silent moment. Roxanne slowly opened her eyes and let out a huge scream, when she realized that she had slept with some random guy from a bar. Jon sprung awake and sat up.
"Why the hell did you scream?" Jon asked annoyed, he wasn't expecting to wake up to a bunch of screaming.
Roxy covered her chest with the bed sheets. She was totally frightened. "I never done this before." she looked at Jon mortified.
Jon shook his messy hair and ran his fingers through it. "Now, now, don't worry Roxy, this was just a one time thing—a one night stand. We will never cross paths again." he put his hand on her shoulder for assurance.
"It better be a one night stand—"she scuffed and realized that she didn't know this man's name. How responsible was Roxy?
"Jon," he gave her his name. "And don't worry; it's a one night stand. And after we've done it, I am supposed to kick you out of my hotel so…" he trailed off.
Roxanne knew what Jon was asking for her to do and she gasped in disbelief. She then rolled her eyes. "Yeah, whatever, I'll be out of your hair. Have a good life, Jon." she and along with a sheet, got out of Jon's bed. Jon smirked as he watched Roxy grab her clothing, which were scattered all over the room.
"So, I suppose the master is finally back?" Colby smirked as he slid on his vest.
"You can say that. The girl was the perfect victim to prove my point. And, it didn't hurt to be easy on the eyes." Jon imagined the lovely brown shade of eyes that belonged to Roxy. They were such a lovely shade that he smirked just thinking about them.
"Would it kill you guys to be in a committed relationship for once in your lives?" Joe rolled his eyes. He was absolutely disgusted by the things his two other stable mates were talking about.
"Why gotta be such a sourpuss?" Colby asked, draping his arm over his bigger team mate.
"I'm just saying. You guys don't want to be forty years old and still picking up women at the bar. It just seems creepy." Joe debated disgustedly.
"Well Joe…" Colby approached Jon and draped his arm around him. "We can't be stopped," he smirked and looked at Jon. "Right Jon?"
Jon was focused on something else. He was that strange of a guy, who would wander off, leaving the world that he lived in. He didn't have a certain thought clouding his mind. It was just that one moment, where you are distracted and you don't realize where you are.
"Uh yeah…" he responded confused. He had no clue about what Colby was rambling on about. It could possibly be about something really stupid. It normally was sometimes.
"Were you somewhere else?" Joe asked Jon. Joe knew about those times where Jon would zone out of a conversation and wander off somewhere else. Also, it seemed obvious that Jon wasn't listening to him or Colby.
"It shouldn't be any of your business." Jon growled. Truthfully, he did zone out of the conversation, but he hates to explain himself. He hates to open up about himself.
"Alright, alright." Colby raised his hands in defense, even thought it was Joe who asked him the question.
A knock was heard on the door. A stage tech walked in and looked at the three gentlemen that were in the locker room.
"Stephanie McMahon needs the entire WWE roster in the backstage area. She says that it is very important." the stage tech notified them.
Jon, Colby and Joe followed the stage tech to the backstage area in a line. Jon was in the front, Colby was right behind him and Joe was the last one. The three of them had no clue whatsoever of what Stephanie wanted the entire WWE roster in the backstage area. The Shield found most of the roster crowded in a small backstage area. Stephanie stood in front of the room as she whistled for their attention.
"Gentlemen, ladies, I know we have a show to run. But, since our head writer was released a few weeks back, we have been on a search for a new one. Well, I am proud to say that we found one." Stephanie announced and the entire roster broken into applause.
Jon hated writers. They would always try to put words inside his mouth and try to make him be their puppet. Jon didn't really promo with the words that the creative writers wrote out for him—he used improvisation. He believed that when he's cutting a promo that it is his only opportunity to get his points across. And if a writer writes his promos for him, he feels like the words are being forced into his mouth—it's not believable and thus, it wouldn't be believable to the fans. And, he wants the fans to believe in what he's saying.
"This young woman has been a WWE fan for about a decade. But, she hasn't watched it in about a year. So, she may need some recapping of what has happened. I know, I say it's good to be prepared but, this woman had credentials that couldn't be passed up. Now further to do, please give a warm welcome to the new head writer for the WWE, Ms. Roxanne Collins!" the roster broke into applause again, when they saw the fiery redhead walk to Stephanie and shake her hand.
The facial expression of Jon went blank, when he saw the same redhead, that he had a one night stand with will have his WWE career in her hands. And man, was he regretting his actions from the night before?
Roxanne could be out to get him.
Roxy's a creative writer and Jon hates creative writers. This should be an interesting relationship.. Thank you to those who favored, followed and reviewed this story. Please favorite, follow and review! :)
