A/N: Thanks to xAttitudex, rory21, xOxRaNdYOrToNxOx, Jash-lover, mcena99 and WWEAngel for reviews.They are very much appreciated. Well I've FINALLY updated. Writer's block is definitely no fun. Anyways lol…enjoy and happy reading!
Chapter Two
For part of the afternoon, John was in his backyard shooting some hoops. He dribbled the ball on the concrete and then pushed the ball up toward the basket. The ball just slid through the net smoothly with no trouble at all.
He picked up the basketball and went inside the house. He was drinking a glass of water when his phone rang.
"Oh hey Dad," said John when he answered.
How did the meeting go?
"It went very well actually. I'll be back in the ring sooner than I thought."
I'm happy to hear that! So you'll be back tonight then?
"No not tonight," said John. Although he had wished that. "But this Sunday at the Royal Rumble."
"Wow, really? This is great!"
"I know. Vince and I planned to make it as a surprise so I can't tell you how I'm going to make my return. You'll have to find out from your satellite TV."
His father laughed. "Well I'll be looking forward to that, for sure."
John couldn't help but to smile. It was only six days away until he would be back in the ring again. All he had to do now was to count down the days and soon he would be back in his second home.
He took a nap in his bedroom and after he woke up he let out a sigh. He felt so. . .alone.
Well literally he was living alone but have you ever felt like there is something that's missing in your life?
Well that's exactly how he felt. How matter how happy he was about his comeback to the ring, it wasn't his cure for depression.
XxxxxX
Ashley covered her mouth as a yawn escaped through her lips. She rubbed her eyes and turned to see a tall figure lying beside her, apparently sleeping as well. She giggled at this and crawled to her boyfriend and gently pressed her lips onto his forehead.
"Are you trying to wake me up?" he asked in a groggily manner.
"No it wasn't my intention," said Ashley with a giggle.
"Well you did anyway."
"Aw I'm sorry. Let me make it up for that."
Adam's lips curled upward in a smirk. "And how are you going to do that?"
She smiled and said nothing. She leaned downward to have her lips attached to his in a sweet kiss.
"Better?" she asked.
"Hmm…kiss me again and I'll tell you," Adam smirked.
Ashley rolled her eyes playfully but she kissed him again anyway.
"Alright I'm very satisfied now," said Adam with a chuckle.
Ashley laughed. "Very good."
She cuddled closely to him and rested her head upon his chest. Their fingers entwined together as her small hand connected with his big hand. They were a happy couple for nearly two months now and they couldn't be much happier.
"So tomorrow we're gonna rock ECW down" Adam said with a smirk.
"Oh yes definitely," Ashley grinned. "That should be fun. Can you believe that it's only seven days until the Royal Rumble?"
"I know. Time does really fly!"
"Too bad I don't have a match though," Ashley made a pout. "Oh well tonight I get to kick some ass with Mickie. So it's all good!"
Adam chuckled. "And I'll be looking forward to that."
"You better," said Ashley with a giggle. "Anyway I have to go and get ready."
"Okay. You want a lift to the arena?"
"Sure that would be great!"
"Great. Now go take a shower or you'll be a stinky punkie when you get there."
"Did you just call me stinky?" Ashley asked as she was mocking a shock on her face.
"I'm just saying as a warning," said Adam with a roll of the eyes.
"Gee thanks for that."
Ashley refrained from rolling her eyes and kissed her boyfriend on the forehead before going to the bathroom.
"Hey that's not the kind of kiss I wanted," said Adam with a pout.
"Well I was going to give you a proper one…but since you called me stinky, I changed my mind."
As she got into the bathroom she heard him groaning still. She rolled her eyes and giggled at this. Adam could be very goofy when he wanted to.
And she couldn't help but to sigh contently. She was so happy with her life and it seemed that it was going to stay that way.
X x x x X
Can I see you later after the show?
Her thumb was now upon the send button as she stared back at the little screen. Maria read over the brief message before she could send it away with no regrets. Seconds later she got a reply.
Yeah. Meet me at my room at 10.
She thought a moment. Her best friend planned to go out with her boyfriend this evening so that would leave Maria to be on her own.
Well for this evening she wouldn't be.
Alright. See you then.
"Ria which outfit should I wear for the diva's tag match? Pink or yellow?"
Maria quickly shoved the little device into the back of her jeans pocket so not to make Mickie suspicious of her.
"Um. . .the yellow one," Maria replied pointing to one of the two outfits that the short brunette was holding in both hands. Mickie smiled at the choice.
"Good cause I just thought of wearing it too. Thanks for the help girl!"
It was a good thing Mickie had her back turned to Maria before otherwise Mickie would have caught her sending text messages right now. Knowing Mickie, she can be nosy when she wanted to be. That was the last thing that Maria wanted.
"You're welcome," said Maria and managed to put on a smile which of course was a fake one just to hide her nervousness.
At least Ashley wasn't around at the time, thank goodness. Otherwise that would be trouble right on the spot.
Minutes later Mickie reappeared from the folding screen and threw her arms out to present herself.
"Ta da!" said Mickie with a grin.
"Now you definitely look like you're ready to kick some butt!" Maria giggled.
"Yep. So now all we need is. . ."
"Hey hey guess whose here!"
"Ashy-baby!" Mickie exclaimed when Ashley entered the women's locker room.
"That's right!" Ashley giggled. "I hope I'm not too late."
"No you're on time," said Maria with a smile. "Oh I have to go now. I'll see you guys later."
"Alright see ya," said Ashley and hugged her before she left. She turned to Mickie. "I'm so excited about tonight! Are you?"
"'Course I am girly." Mickie laughed. "But I'm psyched about the Royal Rumble! I wonder who's going to win this Battle Royal this year?"
"I know right?! That's the biggest event of this special pay per view. Anything can happen. After all it's. . ."
"Every man for himself," Mickie joined with Ashley in unison. They laughed.
"Who knows. . .maybe it's going to be biggest pay per view that no one will never ever forget."
"Hey you stole Jericho's line."
"Whatever. I like to use it," said Mickie with a smirk.
Ashley rolled her eyes and laughed. "Anyway I should get changing since you obviously looked like you're ready for the action whereas I'm wearing. . .jeans."
"You've seen me wearing jeans in a match before so what's the difference?"
"I don't feel comfortable wearing them like you do okay?" Ashley rolled her eyes. "Anyways I'll shut up and start changing now."
"Good idea," said Mickie with a laugh.
X x x x x
"Ladies and gentlemen welcome back to Raw. . ."
John took a sip of his cola before resting it back onto the coffee table. He sank back into his couch comfortably as he focused onto the television screen. Being at home watching the show live and in color, wasn't exactly the same as being part of the show live and with the fans screaming around him.
He missed it all. But soon enough he would make his comeback to the ring in which he considered as his second home.
"Ohh J.R! I'm excited for this divas match!"
John chuckled at Jerry's comment. He knew him as the man who was crazy about divas. But who could blame him? They were all beautiful.
But there was only one person that he had his eyes on.
"And here comes Mickie James and her tag team partner Ashley Massaro."
"Ashley. . ." he muttered. His eyes were never off that screen for a second when she saw her appear on the screen, smiling and clapping the hands of fans. Soon the match finally took place and Mickie had just exectuted the Lou Thez Press on Jillian when his cell phone rang.
"Hello?" John answered.
"Hey man. How are you doing?" It was his best friend Randy Orton.
"I'm doing alright I guess. How are you?"
"I'm simply awesome!"
"Good to hear then," said John with a chuckle. "I see that you just kicked Carlito's ass just now."
"Yeah and I'm proud of that too. It goes to show you that you don't mess with the legend killer."
"Yeah I got you," John laughed. "So what are your plans for tonight?"
"Besides relaxing in my king size bed? Nothing really."
John rolled his eyes. "I meant something like I don't know. . .hanging out at a club or something?"
"Nah, I'm not in a mood for that."
"Since when? I know you man, you always want to go somewhere regardless of the time."
"Well just not tonight. So anyway how's your arm?"
"It's doing better. . ." John was going to say that he was going to make his return on Sunday. But then and again it wouldn't be a surprise.
"Cool. So when are you coming back?"
"I'm not sure," John lied. "Maybe in the next couple months or so."
"Okay well just hang in there. I know how it's not easy being away with an injury when you're missing out on a lot of things."
"Tell me about it." A smirk came upon John's face. If only Randy knew.
"So are you watching Raw by the way? I'm hearing Melina screaming in the background."
"Oh yes I am actually," said John as he turned his attention to the screen once more. His eyes were never removed from the dirty blonde who had just made a perfect headscissors on Melina. Randy was telling him something but John didn't pay that much attention to the voice on the other line.
"Am I talking to myself?"
"Pardon?" John asked, completing forgetting that he was holding a cell phone in his ear.
"Just as I thought. You didn't listen to a word I just said did you?"
"Yes I did."
"Then repeat what I just said then."
"Uhh. . .Umaga said his first English word?"
"Haha! Like that's going to happen. And that's not exactly what I said."
"Well it's something like you said."
"But it's not!"
"Okay well how about you tell me again what you just said."
"Fine I said. . ."
As Randy was talking away, John watched on as Ashley climbed up to the second turnbuckle with a smirk on her face. He knew exactly what she was going to do.
"A Starstruck! Will it do it King?"
The referee made the count and then. . . .
It was over.
Her theme song began to play and Mickie and Ashley were announced as the winners. John smiled as the two women got their hands raised in victory.
"I'll tell you what. How about you'll call me back as soon as you've stop drooling over the television."
"I wasn't drooling."
"Sure you weren't. Anyway I got to go so I'll talk to you later."
"Uh huh. . .alright then. Thanks for calling."
"No problem. Bye."
John hung up the phone and tossed it across the couch before turning to the television screen once more in time to see the camera focusing on the dirty blonde diva making a rock sign with her hand on the turn buckle.
He knew what was missing. He knew what he needed to replace this feeling of emptiness he was having now.
And she was right there with her infectious smile for all to see.
A/N: YES! I finally freakin' updated! Woo! Lol. Review and thanks for reading! I've put up a poll on my profile that asks who do you think is the mystery woman that's going to create drama in this story? lol. Well I have someone in mind but I just thought that I would hear what you guys think lol. So go now and vote! lol.
