A/N: I don't anything WWE related, just my characters.. Thank you for the follows and reviews, I really appreciate you all.
I woke up and my head was throbbing, then I remembered how much I drank last night. I looked over at the other bed and saw Isabella sprawled out on the bed, with the same clothes from last night. I threw a pillow at her and she immediately woke up.
"We have to be at the airport in an hour." I sounded harsh, but I wanted her to know that I was pissed at her.
After I freshened up, I got dressed into my cropped Marvel hoodie and jeans with converses. I put my hair in Princess Leia buns because I couldn't be bothered to do anything else. I took some tablets to soothe my headache and dragged my bags out of the room.
I sat with my bags in the lobby, staring into space. My headache and Isabella put me in a bad mood already.
"Princess!" I broke out of my thoughts and looked up at Jon. He was grinning at me, but I couldn't bring myself to smile. He pulled me up by hands and hugged me tight. I embraced his warmth and felt tears build up.
"Everything will be ok, princess." I took in his comforting words and tried to believe them. I pulled away and wiped away the fallen tears, and he gave my hand a comforting squeeze.
"You're sitting next to me on the plane, that's final. Fuck that no good friend of yours, you're my friend." My heart warmed at his kind words, maybe he's not always crazy. I squeezed his hand before we went outside to find a cab.
"We're here!" A loud, familiar voice woke me up from my peaceful sleep.
"You puta." I mumbled, between sleep and reality. When I adjusted to reality, I noticed Colby staring at me with a sympathetic look on his face, I looked away and focused on reaching for my hand luggage.
"Hey, short stack." A tanned, tattooed arm reached above me and pulled out my bag effortlessly. See,it's times like these I really despise my height.
"Thanks." I tried to sound cheerful but it didn't work, I grabbed my bag and avoided further eye contact.
We finally got through the security, and I was overwhelmed with fatigue. Also, the screaming fans that approached the guys 100 times. I received death glares from girls because Jon put his arm around me. I tried to get out of his grip, but he only pulled me closer.
My Princess Leia buns have unravelled and I look like a 5 year old after a play fight.
Chicago was great, I loved the vibe here. After the guys literally fought through the masses of fans, we were on a quest to find our hotel rooms. Unfortunately, mine was right next to theirs. Isabella finally caught up with me as I opened the room door. I dumped my bags on the bed and immediately headed for the shower but she grabbed my hand.
"Why are you being so distant? I miss you, Catalina." I looked at her and she looked worried.
"I'm just tired. Why don't you go hang out with your new friends?" I gave her a fake smile and she frowned at me.
"You're my best friend. I want you to hang out with us later." She said, I plastered a fake smile across my face as nodded, turning my back to her.
Later, after a nap. I was woken up by the fumes of hair straighteners and perfume. I sighed and got up, I found an outfit that consisted of a cropped turtleneck top and a body con skirt that accentuates my figure, I also found my high top converses that matched the outfit. I put wand curls in my hair, and applied more makeup than I usually do.
"Hey girl, you look great!" I was greeted by the other divas, and I had to act like I actually cared about what they had to say. I didn't feel like drinking tonight, so I kept my order basic. From the other side of the room I noticed the guys grinning at me, and Jon was just staring in awe. I looked away and decided to focus on the conversation.
"Catalina, we have noticed that you spend a lot of time with those guys.. Does Colby say anything about me?" Summer Rae asked as she twirled a finger around her hair.
"Does Jon say anything about me?" Eva Marie asked, bitch no.
"Yeah, they always compliment you guys. You should go and make a
move." Why am I saying this?
They practically leaped up and walked over to the guys, I rolled my eyes and ordered something stronger.
Isabella made me dance to some crappy songs with her, and I saw that she was trying to get someone's attention. I followed her gaze, and it landed on Colby. I felt something that I didn't want to, she can have him if she wants to, he's not mine.
I looked around and I saw Eva Marie on Jon's lap, normally I would be laughing at him trying to smooth talk her to the bedroom, but this time I wasn't amused. When I saw her lean in for a kiss, that was it.
I finished my drink and grabbed my bag, leaving Isabella staring at Colby. I walked past Jon and he looked at me, I felt something but I didn't know what it was.
"Baby girl, are you okay?" I held back tears as I looked into his eyes.
"Yes." He gave me a look that said he didn't believe a word I was saying, and pulled me in for a hug.
"How's the situation going?" He rolled his eyes and took a swig of his beer.
"She isn't returning my calls, but I know she will always want this." He gave an arrogant grin, and my heart melted.
"Great. " I held my glass to my lips, and inhaled the clear liquid that would soon help me forget the pain.
"Looks like Jon is getting some action tonight." He gestured over my shoulder and I turned around, my mood deteriorated even more when I saw them holding hands walking to the elevator.
"Okay." I said focusing once again on my drink.
"Do you like him or something?" I looked up into his eyes and I saw a flash of anger.
"He's my friend, that's it." I shrugged, feeling the effects of the alcohol already.
"I don't think I have asked you, do you like anyone at the moment?" He did that lobsided grin and I just wanted to shout YOU at the top of my lungs, but I don't know anymore.
"Nope." I did the face Jon taught me and laughed at my own joke.
"We both know that's not true baby girl." He said and I looked down in embarrassment. Okay, he knows. The possible escape routes are the fire exit, and if I had a lightsaber, I could cut through the floor. Like a hot knife through butter..
"I've seen the way you look at Jon, and the way Jon looks at you." He said in a serious tone and I giggled.
"We're friends." I walked past him and waited for the elevator.
When I got to my floor, I saw Eva Marie with her arms wrapped around Jon in the hallway. I rummaged around for my room key and Jon looked at me, the way he looked at me, made me feel some type of way. I finally opened the door and collapsed on the bed, laughing and crying at the same time.
I woke up a few hours later, and changed into something more comfortable. I grabbed some more ice cream and put in a sad movie, I was just in a eat ice cream and feel sorry for myself mood.
"YOU ARE THE WIND BENEATH MY WINGS.." I sounded like a strangled cat, as i shoved more ice cream in my mouth and cried at the final scenes of 'Beaches'. I heard a quiet knock at my door and I froze, fuck. What if it's the hotel security, I didn't think I was singing that loud. I turned the TV off and listened again, the knock was louder.
I got up and walked to the door, still clutching my ice cream. If I got arrested, I could just survive on this. I opened the door hesitantly and I was faced with the all too familiar smirk. When he looked at me, his expression softened and he reached out to hug me. I pushed him back and attempted to close the door, but he held it open.
"I didn't sleep with her." He said as I wiped away my tears, I sat on the bed and reached for the TV remote.
"Why are you telling me like I care?" I stared at my newly manicured nails to distract myself.
"I heard you singing a sad song, something is obviously wrong." He sat next to me and I felt the urge to hug him.
"My life is shit, Jon. You can probably tell.." I shrugged and he held my shoulders.
"I think that's why we get along." I fell asleep with his words replaying in my head.
Today was a live taping of Smackdown, and I was excited because me and Isabella were going to be ringside to support the other divas. I'm going to be on TV. This is a dream.
When I woke up, Jon wasn't next to me, I felt like one of the girls he leaves after he sleeps with them. Nothing happened between us, obviously.
I spent the day training with Isabella, as we were going to make our NXT debuts soon. My skills have improved and I actually felt proud of myself for the first time.
As we were on TV, we had to dress and act like the other divas, unfortunately. I had to wear a really tight white dress, with incredibly tall high heels. I had people surrounding me, doing my hair and putting on my makeup. I guess I have to get used to this.
Isabella squeezed my hand as we walked out, the crowds energy was both intimidating and thrilling. I've heard louder reactions for the other guys, obviously. If I was here, I wouldn't cheer for women jumping on each other and pulling out each others weave. But, I have to understand how this company works, one day I will be in that ring.
Backstage, I separated myself from the other divas and grabbed some water from catering.
"Catalina, we need to talk." My heart dropped as I was faced with the sympathetic brown eyes that belonged to Colby.
"There's nothing to talk about." I said, then two seconds later he crushed his lips against mine.
"Princess.." I heard Jon's voice as I pulled away from Colby.
✧ i know this chapter is crappy, I'm sorry. I hope you guys like the story and please comment your views. Who do you think suits Catalina better? Idk if I should continue with this story, do you guys actually like it? Xxx