Candice and I went to the arena together the next morning and I told her what had happened the previous night. "So, he had a girl in his hotel room? Well maybe they were just talking."

"Oh yea sweetie, maybe they were playing Scategories." I joked, walking into the diva's locker room. Maria and Jillian were in there and I decided that the conversation was best dropped. I exited the locker room after a little small talk with the other divas in the room. Krystal was walking in as I walked out and I really couldn't think of anything to do.

I laughed for a minute about this internship. I really didn't do anything. I did what John asked which lately hadn't been much. I talked to the superstars and I did whatever I was asked, pretty much. I ran into Jeff about five minutes into my thinking that my position was completely useless.

"Okay, it's been two nights."

"And…"

"And I want you back in my room. I hate to say it but I got used to you being in bed with me and I liked it and I miss it." Jeff averted his eyes from my gaze and I chuckled. What the hell was up with the guys in the WWE? Were they all pedophiles?

I walked away without saying anything to Jeff. What was I supposed to say anyway? I was even more confused now than I was before. I didn't have any clue which way was up. I turned the corner and to make the day better there was John.

"Um, Michelle…" John rubbed the back of his neck in an uncomfortable manner.

"Don't expect me at the hotel tonight. I'm staying with Jeff." I blurted out for some reason. I hadn't been planning to stay with Jeff but I thought that if John thought I was over it, he would stop acting like he was.

"Oh," John dropped his hand from his neck. "Okay, that's cool. So I can leave without you then?"

"Yea go party hard." I answered, sarcastically.

"Sure." John walked past me and I soon felt a hand on my stomach from someone behind me.

"I'll see you tonight then." I heard Jeff whisper in my ear. My spine shivered and I smiled up at him, a fake smile. I walked away from him and went to find Kane. The whole day and night were eventless. A few minor errands had to be run, giving superstars changes in their scripts, making sure everyone was where they were supposed to be, the usual.

As I was looking for Jeff to leave, I saw John and Nitro coming out of the men's locker room, talking.

"So, Cena, you're coming to the club tonight right? Find you another hot broad to bone?"

"Yea, Johnny, sure." John said, following the other man toward the parking lot. I caught my breath as all of it tried to escape from my lungs. I held back a cry, covering my mouth, and breathing deeply. I could feel my heart exploding in my chest and I just wanted to get out of there.

Luckily, Jeff was the next person out of the locker room. I composed myself as I heard the door opening and he didn't take notice of my previously broken appearance. We went to his hotel room and I thought about things on the way there. Jeff was sweet and nice. He had never done anything to hurt me. He deserved what John so desperately wanted. If John was going to have fun then so was I. It was payback.

"So, Jeff, what do you want to do?" I asked, walking into his room.

"Well, watch movies; relax, like we usually do."

"That seems boring to me tonight." I said, pulling Jeff closer to me and kissing him roughly. Jeff returned my kiss eagerly, laying me back onto the bed and pushing up my shirt. He succeeded in doing something John tried to do more than once. He got me out of my shirt. As I kissed my neck, my mind was racing. I liked the feeling of his lips on my skin, and his hands. But my mind flickered to something else. Someone else.

I pushed Jeff off of me and he didn't resist my oppositions. I grabbed my shirt and walked out the door and down the hall to my room. I looked into John's room, afraid of what I'd find. I smiled; John was asleep in his bed, alone. I walked in, standing beside John's bed.

"John?" I said, loud enough to wake him.

"Michelle, what's going on? Where's your shirt?"

I looked down and giggled slightly. "I guess I forgot to put it on."

"Oh, yea, you're staying with Jeff tonight. What do you want?"

"I'm not staying with Jeff."

John sat up in his bed and tears began to fall down my face. "What happened?"

"John." I said my voice breaking. "I feel in love with you."

He smiled, sitting up more in bed. He grabbed my arm and pulled me over him into his bed. As he leaned over me, John's thumb skimmed over my cheek and he asked, "What took you so long?"