After the drama at Stu's house, Jon drove them to the hotel to get the rest of her belongings. When Rhonda went in, she saw the manager. She walked up to the counter and told her "thanks for letting me stay, but I am moving in with a friend of mine in his apartment."
"Well, you're welcome, but I wasn't aware you had friends here in Tampa."
"Um, I wasn't either. I haven't seen him in a long time but have known him for almost fifteen years. We ran into each other last night."
"Okay then. I am glad you found him. I guess I will see you at three when you come in."
"I am too. I will see you later." Jon followed her up to her room, grabbed most of her things, and carried them to the car. They finished loading everything up and she followed him to his apartment. When they arrived, he even took all of her stuff upstairs to her bedroom. He was limping some, but insisted nothing was wrong.
She sat down on the edge of the bed and glanced around "looks like I am going to have to go to the store and get some sheets and a few other things, but I am glad to be here. Thanks again Jon."
"You're welcome. I am glad to have you here. I can take you shopping if you want, or you can come take a nap with me in my bed before work. I swear I will try to behave," he said with his hands in the air.
Rhonda laughed, "As tempting as that sounds, I think I am just going to unpack and try to settle my nerves. Just too much bullshit this morning."
Jon sat down on the bed beside her "I know. You don't deserve all the grief that asshole is causing you. What did that dude Drew say to you?"
"He said he believes me and he doesn't want me to write Stu off yet."
"Fuck that. He isn't worth you giving another thought. When it all comes out, he is going to regret trusting that cocksucker over you."
"I know. And believe me, I am looking forward to it. Drew is such a sweet person though. I hate that I can't be friends with him because of all this shit now. By the way Jonathan, that was a nice little show you put on for Stu."
Jon chuckled "you liked that, did you? Inspiration just hit me. It didn't look like he was getting the message, so I decided he needed a visual aid. He was trying to intimidate me, like that is even fucking possible. What a douche. What did you ever see in that fucker, Rhonda?"
"Stu is not a bad guy, which is why I guess it surprised me so much him not believing me. He is kind and caring, smart and funny, and he always made me feel like a princess when we were together. But you see where that got me. At least when I was dating bad boys, like you, I knew what I was getting in to. I didn't expect anything."
"Like me, but never me" he mumbled.
"Hey, I heard that. You never asked and anyway, you had a crush on Jaime."
"Yeah, when I was like thirteen. But in eighth grade, I remember seeing you in this sexy biker chick costume for Halloween and was like 'whoa.' But of course you being older and liking older guys, you never gave me a second look."
"Oh come off it, Jon. What about after high school? Remember I came to your shows at HWA all the time. You were in to fucking all those sluts. They flattered you and stroked your ego, then you let them stroke your cock" she said with a laugh. "You could have asked me out then."
He smiled "well, you do have a point. I was just young and stupid and didn't know better."
"And now…?"
"I know better." He leaned over and curled his hand around her neck before softly pressing his lips to hers. She melted into his kiss, thinking about how sweet his lips are. She regretted being so drunk that she didn't remember being with him, but she got the feeling she was about to get a refresher. She felt his hand go under her shirt and grab her breast. He squeezed the ample flesh and pushed her back against the bed. He kissed her harder, pulling her top over her head. He hastily unbuttoned her jeans and growled, "Lift your hips." He tugged her jeans and panties down and tossed them across the room. He unhooked her bra and chucked it over his shoulder with a smile "nice tits."
He jerked his shirt off as she fumbled with button to his jeans. He let them fall to the floor and kicked them off along with his boxers. He reached for a condom and slipped it on before rubbing the head of his cock against her clit. "You are damn sure going to remember me fucking you this time." He thrust inside her and she cried out. She didn't realize just how sore she was until he started pounding away. She clawed his arms, leaving deep scratches as he hammered her pussy repeatedly. Rhonda locked her legs behind his back and screamed in pleasure when he slowed down and made deep, hard strokes.
Jon leaned down over her and held her hands at her sides. He grumbled, "I have wanted to hear you screaming my name for a long fucking time. Come for me." He slammed into her and she moaned, her clit throbbing as she clamped down around his cock. He saw her whole body spasm and he let go as well filling the condom with his come. He laid his head on her chest and she cupped the back of his head. She smiled "well all that practice sure made you good at this. Ha! Good, get it?"
He breathlessly laughed, "I think I am really going to like you living here."
Meanwhile back at Stu's, Drew was wondering what he should do about his lying best friend. He didn't want to be right in the middle, but he thought Stu deserved to hear the truth. Stephen was sitting with a steak on his eye and they both were still fuming. "Ah can't believe that asshole hit me in me eye."
"How could she just move in with that dodgy bastard? He hurt my bloody arm too."
Drew sighed "you still on about this? You pushed her out the door, mate. At least she won't be living at the hotel."
"But, really Drew? He is beastly. You wouldn't believe some of the stories I have heard about him. I don't trust him with her."
"Well she trusts him and that is all that matters. You pissed away your right to worry about her."
"She must have been on the lookout for a new fella; someone else to get her hooks into" Stephen said.
"Shut it, Ste. She told me she ran into him at the pub and she has known him since she was a teenager: a lot longer than she has known us. And what's it to you anyway?" he asked, glaring at Stephen.
"Ah hate that she insinuated herself into our lives and has caused so many problems. She not only embarrassed me mate, but she broke his heart. That's what it is to me, fella."
Drew looked at him and felt ill. He couldn't stand Stephen and his fake piety anymore. Stephen was worried that Drew wasn't going to let it go and was going to tell Stu about his suspicions.
"What am I going to do? My life is suddenly in shambles. I lost my bird and the respect of my fans and peers. I just want this to go away. I want to go to sleep and wake up and it was all just a horrific nightmare. I love her, mate. How can I make this right?"
Drew made up his mind that he was going to find a way to bust Stephen. He thought back to what he said about Rhonda and couldn't believe he could twist everything to make it look like she was after him. He decided that he was going to do some snooping around in Stephen's room the first chance he got. He didn't know if it was too late for Rhonda and Stu, but he wanted to try to get them back together, even though he couldn't blame her for being through. He hated knowing that Stu loved her and Stephen had ruined it for them.
That afternoon, Rhonda went to work and Jon went to get some work in down at FCW. When he walked in, Colby was sitting at the table with his laptop. He smiled "yo, dude come here. You gotta see this shit! This is the chick you were with last night, right? Did you know she was fucking Wade Barrett?"
"Yeah, she told me about it. Why the fuck are you watching that?"
"Well I decided to see what everyone was talking about, but this chick man, she is smoking. Who knew that English fucker was such a kinky bastard either. So, you think you could hook me up, bro?"
Jon glared at his friend "no, bro I can't. She is staying at my apartment because of all this bullshit. And you need to turn that shit off. I thought she told me that it was taken down from YouTube?"
"It was, but I found it when I was trolling on Tumblr. Apparently, some people saved it before it was removed! Look, you are one lucky S.O.B. to have this naughty bitch up in your place. You bang her yet?"
"Uh, yeah."
"You tap that ass? Cuz looks like that is what she likes."
"The fuck you talking about?"
"She likes it in the ass, dude. That is just fucking hot. I would give her what she wants. I would love to plow the backfield on her. "
"Shut the hell up, Col."
"I'm just saying. I wouldn't even mind tag-teaming her, you know what I mean?"
"Dude, you need to chill, for real. I have known her a long time and you are starting to piss me off. Shut. The. Fuck. Up."
"Alright, alright. Don't get hot. You should still check out the video though, man."
"And why the hell would I want to do that?"
"Get some pointers, find out what floats her boat. That kind of thing. You could learn something about your girl. I mean, if that Brit could made her squeal…"
"Don't say like a pig or I will jack your jaw."
"Easy! I wasn't. Anyway, I am going to go get in the ring and try to think about something else so this hard-on will go down. Later."
Jon was livid with Colby and couldn't believe he would actually sit and watch the video. He looked down and Colby had it paused with Rhonda's face contorted to the camera. He tried to close the lid but curiosity got the better of him. "Damn it, Colby." He gave in and hit play and saw her face twist as she was coming. "Shit!" He couldn't help himself and backed the clip up. He watched as Stu was commanding her to ride him and felt his cock getting hard as he heard Rhonda screaming in pain at taking his dick. "I shouldn't be watching this shit. What the hell is wrong with me?" As the scene played, he unconsciously rubbed his erection through his shorts. He felt pre-come oozing from the tip and sticking to the material. A slight moan escaped his lips before he heard Joe call his name and it jerked him out of his daze. He stopped playback and quickly shut the cover.
"Jon, you coming? We have to run through some moves for our three-way."
"Yeah dude, I'm coming." He whispered under his breath "Not in the way I would like to though. And why did he have to say three-way? It's a fucking triple threat. Did Colby tell him about Rhonda? Does he want to fucking tag-team her too? Bastards."
"Yo, bro you might want to stop talking to yourself. People already think you're a whack-job."
"Fuck you, Joe." He muttered "whack-job, really? Oh yeah, he knows."
Back at the hotel, Mandy was asking her about her night. "So what happened with the hottie after we left? Evidently it is all good since you are crashing at his house," she said with a smirk.
"Truthfully, I don't really remember much. There was a lot of booze involved. I woke up naked in his bed this morning. He offered to let me stay at his house as his roommate, not his woman."
"Really? There has to be more to it than that."
"He apparently had a crush on me back in the day, but I am not his girlfriend. We had sex again before I came to work though."
"Oh, shit. An old flame, huh? They say they burn brighter and longer."
"Oh stop! He isn't an old flame. He just had a little crush on me in high school. Besides, he told me right off the bat that he doesn't do the girlfriend thing. I am there to help pay bills and have someone to hang out with. It is nice though, having someone I know here."
"If you say so, but I saw how he looked at you. I think that is more than boyish fascination in his eyes."
Rhonda thought about what Mandy said and shrugged it off. She knew all about Jon's past and why it was so hard for him to be in a relationship, so she knew he didn't have those kinds of feelings for her. When she had a break, she decided to call her little sister and tell her what was going on. She needed someone to confide in and Jaime was the one person she knew wouldn't judge her.
She divulged the story to her, all about the sex tape and Stephen, and Stu not believing her, and Drew promising to find out the truth, and then Jon. Jaime listened while she was talking but when Rhonda stopped to take a breath, her sister finally spoke up. "What the fuck is the matter with you?"
"Excuse me?"
"Don't give me that! Why the hell would you make a sex tape for fuck's sake? I swear I thought you knew better!"
"It was just for us, Jaime!"
"Yeah, I see how that worked out. Oh my God. I really hope Mom doesn't see it. She will have a heart attack and it will be all on you."
"Okay, I feel bad enough, can you not make it worse?"
"Um, no, I don't think there is any way it could get worse, Sis. Just telling it like it is. And you are shacking up with Jonathan Good? Well, Mom can be happy about that. You have at least known him more than a few days before you moved in with him."
"Ugh, you are not helping."
"So sorry. Didn't know there was a clause in the sister code of conduct book that tells you how to react when your sister becomes a porn star."
"I am NOT a porn star! And I am not listening to any more of this shit. I gotta go. Bye." Rhonda was upset, angry at her sister. "Who needs you, anyway? Like you know so much with your six kids and your asshole husband."
"What's up?" Mandy asked her.
Rhonda jumped, "oh, nothing. Just my little sister being a heartless bitch."
"Ah, okay. I have one too so I understand."
Over at the boys' house, Stephen was getting into the shower so Drew decided to take a quick nose around in his room. He didn't see the laptop right away, so he looked under the bed and found it. He flipped the cover open and clicked on the browser. He went to Stephen's email and saw it. "YouTube account created? Fuck, Stephen." He navigated to YouTube and saw Stephen's account. He went to the video manager, hoping he wasn't going to find what he thought. But, there it was, in black and white: Wade Barrett Sex Tape. He felt his heart sink into his stomach. It was one thing to suspect but another thing to know. He heard the water stop so he knew Stephen would be coming out soon. He also heard Stu calling him "Drew, where are you, mate?"
"Shit. What am I going to do now?"
