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Chapter 15: This Is Too Hard
"You'd expect that I would get used to this already." I was on the phone with Taylor. "Get used to what?"
"Being away from you." I was sitting on a crate backstage at the arena.
"Yeah, it's been two months."
"Uh-huh, two months, three weeks and five days." I heard her laugh. "Very precise are we?"
"I have to do something to keep myself occupied. How's work coming?"
"Really good; don't be surprised if you get placed in a storyline written by me."
"So..."
"So?"
"So, in three months and seven days I'm gonna see you again. Give or take?"
"Yeah, give or take."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing Punk."
"You started off calling me Phil and when I was in trouble it was Punk. Now it's the other way 'round. How come?"
"I dunno, I like calling you Punk, it feels nice."
"Ha-ha! Okay, I like being called Punk."
"How's everything else going?"
"Awesome! Oh I forgot to tell you, I got a bus."
"Nice, hey, I gotta go."
"'Kay bye. I'll talk to you later."
"Bye Punk."
"I love you."
"You too."
"You too what?" I smirked; forcing her to say it. "I love you too retard. By the way, don't you have a match to prepare for?"
"Yeah, I'm in a feud with Bryan. Wait, did you have anything to do with that?"
"He-he, bye Punk, I love you." Then the line went dead. Just then a stage hand came to tell me that my promo and match were up next.
When my match was over and I got back to my locker room, I saw I had a text from Taylor; 'Hey I'm taking an early night and as much as I love you PLEASE let me sleep :P'
"Here's to another boring night." I said to myself. "What's that lad?" I turned around to see Sheamus in the room. "Oh, nothing," I said pointing to my phone. "Taylor just bailed on me. Apparently sleep is better than me." Sheamus laughed. "Well you AND sleep is better than me. I hardly get to talk to her. How is she?"
"She's good besides the fact that her life is a complete bore without me."
"Humble are we? I heard from her brother that he and his girlfriend are going to visit her tonight."
"Really." It was more a statement than a question. "Yeah, look, Lay and I were going to catch a movie, ya wanna come?"
"As irresistible as that offer is, I don't wanna be an awkward third wheel."
"Whatever dude, don't kill yourself though. Taylor's gonna be back before you know it."
"What?"
"I'm Irish, not stupid. I could see it's killing you to be away from her."
"Being Irish and stupid ain't that far apart and do you have a reason as to why you're in my locker room?"
"You hate it when people are right don't you?"
"Again, why are you here?" Sheamus laughed and left the room. I gathered my things and went back to the hotel. When I got into my room I threw my bags on the ground just as my phone rang. I looked at the name and sighed. "Did you call to rub it in Kris?" I heard a bunch of noise in the background. "Actually it's me, I'm using Kris' phone."
"Colt? What the hell! You're there too?"
"Yeah dude, you should've been here. This place is amazing!"
"Really? Well I wasn't invited."
"Neither were we' we kinda just showed up. How cool is that?!"
"She told you where she was?"
"Nope, she said she didn't want us to show up randomly because we'd distract her."
"Boy was she right. Can I talk to her?"
"Sure, hold on. YO ERIC! WHERE'S TAYLOR?!" he screamed. "SHE'S SLEEPING!" Eric screamed back. "Sorry dude, she's sleeping."
"Yeah, because I didn't hear Eric scream it."
"Hey Colt! Are you using my phone?"
"Ha-ha! Shaleen's gonna kill you."
"She can't do me any—Give me back my phone! Who the hell is this?!"
"P.M.S much?"
"Oh hey PJ, what's up?"
"Don't call me that."
"Fine, don't call me Shaleen. How are you?"
"I miss your best friend."
"Aww isn't that sad. If she gets her work done on time you'll get to see her."
"Don't you think I know that? It doesn't matter I still miss her."
'Because you love her."
"I didn-"
"She told me."
Uh- well, yeah, I love her. Just don't go telling anyone."
"Phil, everyone already knows."
"How?"
"Because your eyes get all dreamy whenever you talk to or about her."
"Shut up."
"You hate hearing the truth."
"I hate you, bye."
"You're the best in the world?"
"Hell yeah I am!" I hung up the phone and tried to sleep. It was useless so I ended up reading comics till 5:30am when I decided to visit the gym. I was on the treadmill when my phone rand. "Colt are you calling to rub in the fact that you hung out with the love of my life last night?"
"What's my name stored as?"
"Taylor? Oh it's you, and your name is stored as Tay. What else would it be stored as?"
"You tell me, the last few times I called I was Colt."
"I didn't look at the caller's ID and he's usually the only one I get calls from at ungodly times."
"Oh, so I'm the love of your life?"
"You weren't supposed to hear that."
"But I just did."
"Yeah, you did, and yeah, you're the love of my life."
"Did you ever feel this way before?"
"Yep, with Maria." There was silence on the other end. "Hello?" I couldn't even hear her breathing. "Taylor, you still there?"
"Yeah..." she said hesitantly. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I was just thinking."
"About what?"
"I've got some big shoes to fill."
"With what?"
"Being the love of your life. I can't compare to Maria."
"Taylor don't..."
"No, I'm serious, I can't compare to her. She's talented, famous and pretty. When it comes to me I'm-"
"Taylor, stop it."
"I can't help it. Have you seen her? Men would give ANYTHING to be with her and you had her Punk. Sometimes I feel like with me you're just settling."
"Settling for the best."
"You had the best when you were with Maria."
"No, I have the best now." I had made my way back to my hotel room and was sitting on the bed. "Don't try making me feel better. You took a major step down when you started dating me. I'm not super pretty or famous. I'm just... I'm just me."
"Exactly! You're just you and THAT'S why I love you. Because I know with you what I see is what I get."
"Really?"
"Hell yeah. I don't wanna hear you putting yourself down like that again. I know I got a better deal when I started dating you. You're different; good different."
"Thanks."
"And babe?"
"Yeah?"
"Not that I'd have to try cause I'm already with you but I old give anything to be with you."
"Hey Phil?"
"You called me Phil. It's about to get serious."
"Ha-ha! Did Shaleen ever tell you about my ex?"
"You're even using Krista's name? This is big but on a serious note, no she didn't?"
"I think it's time I tell you about him. His name as Andrew and he—hold a sec..." about 3 minutes later she came back on the phone. "I gotta go Punk that was work. We'll talk later."
"No, this is gonna drive me insane now."
"I REALLY can't talk now."
"Fine, bye, I love you."
"Love you too retard."
"New nick name?"
"And it fits you perfectly."
"I'll accept that because it's coming from you. It's getting harder every day. I need you here with me. I miss my manager."
"And I miss my self absorbed jerk of a client."
"Well there's no need to compliment me."
"I can't wait to see you."
"Hey did you realize we missed our six month anniversary?"
"Technically it isn't till next week."
"Yeah, but you won't be here. So can I please come see you? Just this once, I swear."
"I know you. You're gonna say that now then you're gonna show up here every chance you get."
"So, is that so bad?"
"You're gonna distract me. I can't focus when you wanna get all touchy with me."
"Then I'm doing my job. So, can I come?"
"No, look, it'll be over before you know it."
"Can't you even tell me the town?"
"I love you."
"Fine, just tell me the state."
"I love you. Bye."
"Are you still in America?"
"I love you. Bye."
"I hate you."
"Ha-ha! Sure you do. I love you too retard."
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