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I woke up, tangled in bed sheets with Jon laying next to me. I observed the surroundings and the room was messy. I'm not gonna front and say that last night was the best sex I've had in a while, I just have a feeling that things are gonna be awkward now.
"Morning princess." Jon said as he rolled over to face me, he stroked my cheek and kissed my lips. I felt the fire build up between my legs and he smirked at me.
"Round 2?" He said as he pulled me on top of him, I looked at the alarm clock and we still had an hour before breakfast. I smiled at him, before he pulled me closer and kissed me again.
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His hand held mine as we walked downstairs to breakfast, I was so nervous. My heartbeat was on fire, and my throat was dry. What would everyone think of us, together? I usually don't care about people's opinions, but this was a big deal. I look like a whore, jumping from Joe to Jon. I shook the thoughts out of my head as we entered the dining hall, the first thing I saw was Joe and Maria looking like they were on their damn honeymoon; my heart clenched as we sat opposite them and I still had a guilty conscience about what happened between me and Jon. Even though I don't like Eva, she's his girlfriend and I should've respected that boundary.
"Good morning." Joe said, and his voice had a weirdly cheery tone to it which was weird. I didn't even look up because I knew I would hate what I saw.
"Are you guys going out?" Maria said as I took a sip of water, Jon was rubbing my leg under the table which was kinda inappropriate right now. I looked at Maria, and I noticed for the first time that she looked so innocent and plain; I guess the only reason I dislike her is because she has the man that every girl wishes for.
"No, he has a girlfriend." I said, and looked at Jon. A flash of guilt clouded his eyes before he looked at Joe and Maria.
"Please don't tell anyone, Joe." Jon said, and I looked at Joe. He was staring at me, and I could read him perfectly.
"Yeah, that's right. I'm ashamed of me too." I stood up, and walked away even though I could hear Jon shouting my name. I blocked out everything and went back to my room to get ready.
As soon as I unlocked the door, I realised how messy the room was. I looked at Alicia and she was observing the room with her hand on her hip.
"What happened last night, Catalina?" She said and pulled me by the arm, I flinched because my hand was still sore from yesterday.
"I don't even wanna say. I fucked up, I'm so lost. I don't even know what I'm doing with my life." I said sitting on the bed, with every realisation coming to my mind. I wreck relationships, because I've never been happy in one.
"Come here." Alicia said opening her arms to me, I got up from the bed and she embraced me in a hug. I couldn't even cry, that's how numb I feel right now.
I arrived at the arena by myself because I just needed time to think, I was also scheduled for a match today. I really didn't feel like being a social butterfly so I headed straight for the locker room, luckily there were no other divas in there.
When I got changed into my attire and looked in the mirror, I cringed in embarrassment. I looked like I've been in a really physical fight, I had lovebites on most of my body, which showed up as purple bruising; I also had various bite marks. I don't think there is enough concealer to cover every single one, damn. Yes, last night got pretty intense. I literally ran to get my hair and makeup done, I hoped it would draw the attention away from the inappropriate marks on my body.
I sauntered through the curtains even though my confidence wasn't that high today, but the encouraging cheers from the crowd made me smile. I climbed through the ropes and blew a kiss at the camera, then an annoying ass theme song blasted through the speakers. I watched Summer Rae dance with Fandango, they were actually pretty good. I rolled my eyes as Fandango left the ring, and the bell signalled the start of the match. I lunged for Summer and put her in a headlock, I dragged her across the ring until I reached the ropes, then I used the ropes as a springboard and did a backflip. I sighed as she kicked out of the pin and decided to use my pent up anger against her. I punched her repeatedly and pulled her hair until the referee pulled me away. I grabbed her waist and executed a perfect German suplex.
"1, 2 , 3." The bell rang and cheers erupted from the crowd. I stood on the ropes and waved at the crowd, it's amazing how much energy the crowd can give you.
Backstage, I was greeted with compliments and that made me feel happy. I froze in my tracks as I saw Joe sitting on a crate, talking to a member of staff. I turned around and walked as fast as I could, but I could still hear his voice, and time started to slow down.
"Catalina." My breath hitched, and shivers travelled down my spine as I felt his warm touch, circle one of my bruises. I turned around and my mouth turned into dust, my eyes connected with steely grey and I felt faint. I physically couldn't look away until he broke eye contact. I finally braced myself to move and turned my back on him. It's annoying how feelings work, I wish I could turn them off permanently.
I went to catering to grab some water, and I felt a wave of nausea wash over me as I saw Jon making out with Eva. I stared at them until they noticed me, even from the distance I saw guilt flash in Jon's eyes. My stomach flipped, and I felt something rising in my stomach; my throat started burning and I stood still until I realised that I was gonna throw up. I dashed out of the room to find the nearest restroom.
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"Fuck." I coughed up the remnants of my stomach and flushed the toilet; I stumbled out of the stall and turned on the taps. I washed out my mouth, and scrubbed my face free of makeup. I haven't even eaten today, so I really don't know what I just threw up. As I walked down the hallway to the locker room, small dark circles started started to cloud my vision and my head felt light. I took a moment to myself, then started walking again. Maybe I felt dizzy because of the amount of blood I lost in my hand yesterday, apparently I could've died if no one found me.
I took my time, dressing myself as my hand was still aching. I put on an oversized top and shorts that you couldn't really see, I carefully slid on my converses and tied my hair back. All I wanted to do now was go back to the hotel and sleep, but I had to eat even though I felt like I was on the verge of throwing up again.
I went into catering to grab some salad or something, as I was deciding whether to buy some chocolate cake, a familiar figure appeared next to me.
"That looks good." He said picking up a plate of chocolate cake, I rolled my eyes and collected the container of salad. I turned to walk away, but he grabbed my wrist and let go when he realised that he grabbed my inured hand. I sucked in a deep breath to keep me from screaming, this hurt like a motherfucker.
"Talk to me." He said, and his glassy blue eyes drew me in every time I looked at them. I shook my head and the familiar feeling of sickness crept over me.
"You know I think the world of you, princess. I just need to sort things out.." I looked down and nodded, then leaving the room with tears in my eyes.
I got into the rental car, and just sat there. I took a few bites of the salad and it tasted awful, I don't understand how people live on this stuff. I decided to drive around for a while because I wanted to have some thinking time.
When I got to the hotel room, I collapsed on the bed and ignored the frantic knocks at the door.
"Go away." I shouted, and hugged my pillow. I couldn't even be bothered to get changed again.
"No." He said, and I just knew that he wouldn't go away until I spoke to him.
"If you want sex, go to Eva. I'm not in the mood." I said, and the knocks got louder. I sighed and got up, my head started spinning because I stood up too fast. I stumbled to the door, and opened it.
"I'm tired, bye." I said as I tried to shut the door, but the smell of food alerted me. I looked down at his hands, and he had bags of takeout.
"I'm guessing you're not hungry." He said smirking at me, I grabbed a bag and got started right away.
"Oh my god. I love you." I said, stuffing my mouth with this delicious food. Then I realised what I just said.
"You said that last night." He winked at me, and I looked at him, alert.
"What? I'm sorry..I-" He put his hand on my shoulder and winked at me, I gave him my death stare and went back to eating this god sent food.
I heard a knock at the door, and I looked at Jon with curiosity. He shrugged and stood up to answer the door, my heart skipped a beat when Joe entered the room.
"I just wanted to tell you that we have new scripts, they changed the damn storyline." Joe said to Jon, and I got up to throw the container in the trash. I stupidly looked up, and my eyes locked with Joe's, then his eyes skimmed over my body where the purple bruises were. I saw him tense his jaw, then look at Jon again.
"If you hurt her, we're gonna have a problem." Joe said sternly, before glancing at me again. I looked at my thighs, and I had fresh bruises from this morning too. Oh.
"I would never hurt her, mind your business." Jon said, and they had an intense stare off before Joe walked out of the room.
"What's his problem?" Jon said as he sat next to me, I shrugged and looked at the bed.
"I'm gonna sleep now, thanks for the food." I said, but before I could get under the sheets he pinned my arms above my head and smashed his lips against mine. He used one arm to cop a feel, then started stroking my lower thighs, gradually getting higher. I broke the kiss, and he let go of my arms.
"Goodnight, princess." He said kissing my cheek, and pulling the covers over my body. I reached out for a hug, and he embraced me before kissing me again.
I groaned as I heard loud knocks at the door, I reached around for my phone and the bright screen flashed in my face; the time showed up as 2:05 am. Who would be at the door at this damn hour? I rolled out of bed and felt around for the light. I opened the door, and was immediately faced with Colby, he looked upset and he had red rings around his eyes. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he hugged me, backing into the room.
"What's wrong?" I said as he wiped his eyes and locked his gaze with mine, I reached out and gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. I struggled to keep my eyes open, but my friend needed me.
"I'm worried about you, Cat." He said, and I gave him a questioning look. What was he talking about?
"I'm fine, Colby. Honestly." I said smiling at him, but he didn't buy it.
"No you're not. I can see you fading away, and it's scaring me. I don't want to lose you." I watched him observe the bruises on my thighs, and it sent a shiver down my spine.
"When you joined here, you had a spark in your eye and you looked happy but I knew that there was more beneath the surface. Then you we got closer, and I can't lose you, Catalina." He had a pleading look in his big brown eyes, and I looked down before I became emotionally weak.
"Colby, I-" I said, before he cupped my face with his hands and stared into my eyes, then he kissed my lips. I quickly pulled back, in shock. Then, he leaned forward to kiss me again..
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