Something Yet to Learn
Summary:
Kyla knew that going to the club was a bad idea, now here she was sitting in the back of an SUV kissing some random guy. Never in a million year would she have done this, and well everyone knows that what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas...yeah right.
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Note: this chapter contains suggestive content, and language
Chapter 2: What have I done?
*1:15 AM*
I was sitting in the back of John's SUV while his friend drove. My head was against his chest and I was telling him my life's story. How I was born in Minnesota, and moved to Arizona when I was seven, then to Vegas when I was 21.
My brother was in the coast guard and was set to go to Alaska in the next couple days, and that he was doing some catch up with his wife Marissa. I even told him about my parent's death, and that was hard. I had broken down in the middle.
John wrapped his arms around me and kissed my forehead. He whispered soothing words in my ear as I sobbed into his shirt.
When I had calmed down I pulled away and smiled at him. I had asked him of his life, and he told me of his dad and brothers, his life growing up in Massachusetts. He had told me of a time where him and his brothers were wrestling in the basement and his brother ended up with a broken collar bone.
I felt the rumble of laughter in his chest as he finished. We sat in silence for a couple minutes.
"John?" I looked up into his blue eyes, "Have you ever felt like doing something crazy?"
He nodded his head and looked at me in confusion.
"That is how I feel right now, John my brother and wife are leaving me in a big house, all alone, I want to do something crazy, and sure enough it might be insane but.."
He cut me off with a kiss and leaned in close to my ear.
"Marry me." He whispered, his warm breath running across my skin.
If I was sober I would have rejected his request on the note of not knowing anything about him, but here I was drunk in the back of his suv, and he just asked me to marry him. So, of course I said yes. What was I getting myself into?
*2:30 am*
We stumbled through the lobby John was staying in. John's friend, who I learned was Randy, was walking behind us while shaking his head. He had been present during the wedding, and in a sense was their partner in crime.
When John told him to find them a chapel he drove to the one that didn't have a lot of people around. Knowing that the last thing they needed was to see their faces on the front page of the newspaper, or on hundreds of sites.
He, being the best friend he is even took Johns credit card and went to a walmart and bought them rings, since the ones that they were given during the wedding ceremony didn't fit. He walked in with John's new wife, Kyla and got her ring sized and since he knew John's ring size he didn't have to worry about having 2 drunks in the store.
The look on the clerks face was priceless, Randy Orton buying a wedding ring set and a girl next to him. Randy opened the door for me and I got in, my lips were attached to John's in a second.
The three of them made their way to the elevator. And soon enough up to John's room. Wife and Husband were let in and left alone, for once to celebrate their marriage.
*3:00 am*
In Randy's room, the blue eyes demon called his wife, knowing she would be up with the baby by now.
"Randy?" Her sleep laced voice came over the phone.
"Yeah baby, its me." Randy sat on the bed and pulled off his shoes and shirt.
"What are you doing up this late?" He could hear the soft noises of his little girl as Sam picked her up.
"I just called to tell you that John got married, and was seen buying the couple wedding rings, with his wife. I just wanted you to know that she is John's wife, and I don't want you to worry."
"John got married?" she laughed.
"Yeah, it was a sudden arrangement. But, lets hope the media and fans don't get a hold of this."
"I agree, hey you get to bed, you sound tired. I love you Randy."
Randy smiled, "I love you to Sam, give Alanna a kiss for me."
"I will, night"
"Night" Randy hung up and got ready for bed.
*8:00 am*
The knock was soft, but to my pounding head it was like a drum line in my head. I opened my eyes a little and was thankful for the dark room. It took me a minute to realize that I wasn't alone in the bed. I was on my stomach, but there was an arm laying across the small of my back. I noted that I was naked and I was certain that the warm body next to me was as well.
The knock came again followed by a voice.
"John, plane leaves in 3 hours, you have an hour to be at the airport, if your not up in 10 minutes im leaving without you."
John, my mind went crazy. I don't remember anything from last night. Groaning I carefully pulled myself from the bed, careful not to wake the sleeping form next to me. I looked around the room searching for my jeans. No such luck, so I pulled on a pair of basketball short I had found laying on the floor. My shirt was just as hard to find. So I settled with a black button up shirt.
"John, Ive got advil." It was a female voice and no matter how much I didn't want to open the door, I wanted some kind of relief for my aching head.
I slowly walked to the door and opened it up, outside stood a tall guy and a short red head, their backs to me.
"Finally you open the door John, I was about to bust in there." The guy turned around and smirked.
"Your not John, where is he?" The girl gave me a weird look as she glanced at the way to big clothes I was currently sporting.
"I only opened the door because there was advil." The red head smiled and handed me the bottle.
I quickly swallowed three little pills.
"So, is John here." The guy smiled and I knew he knew something I didn't.
"Um yeah, let me wake him." I brushed some hair from my face, and watched as the red heads eyes bug out.
I looked at what she was looking at, a ring, a wedding ring. My eyes widened and I turned to the sleeping form known as John.
"Oh God"
Ok, so yes it sounds cheesy but please give it a chance. Lol.
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