Chapter 16

Pure horror. That's what I felt just a few minutes ago watching Wade and the others disect Raw. The ring crew is cleaning up, Robyn ran off to be with John who the medics took out of the arena on a stretcher, and Chris has been silent since. I can see emotions in his eyes that I haven't seen in a while. I detect pain, probably at the fact that the rookie he trained has turned so diabolical. But there's something else there. Something almost...eerily calm. The silence is unbearable. And then he speaks.

"You knew about this didn't you? It's what's been wrong with you for the past week, why you weren't out at ringside." He looks up at me and where I expect to see anger and fierceness I see sadness and depression.

"Chris...I..."

"Don't lie to me Meghan. You've been doing that for the past week and I hate it."

I hang my head, tears threatening to spill over my eyes as I let out a simple answer, "Yes. Yes I knew. Well...kinda knew. I knew they were planning something but not this...god...never this."

"Why didn't you tell me? We could have been ready for anything! Instead you just kept to yourself!" Chris looks at me, "Did they threaten to hurt you? Because I never, ever would have let that happen."

I shake my head and turn my back to Chris, "No...they didn't threaten to hurt me..."

"Then why did you ever, ever listen to them?"

I turn, the tears finally taking over my eyes. "You wanna know why I didn't tell anyone that the Nexus was planning something? Because they had a point Chris! They had a point that I could familiarize myself with! They only did this because this is their dream and they were treated like shit on NXT! Also...also because Wade brought up this point about our jobs..."

Chris crosses his arms over his chest, "Well? I'm waiting to hear the rest of this?"

"Wade said the first part to Vince suddenly realizing that he didn't need you or me anymore was me being put out at commentary where I couldn't shine. He, Wade, had heard that Vince was thinking about putting us out of a job because of our ages!" I reply, exasperatedly.

He looks at me and chuckles, shaking his head a bit. "And you believed him?"

I look away, "Yeah...yeah I believed him."

"Meg, listen to me. Even in Vince were to fire us, we're already set for life. So I wouldn't have my in ring career. So what? I'm still with Fozzy and I can act. So you'd go to being a housewife or getting some other job, you're still young." I noticed he didn't say we're still young. "I didn't think the age thing bothered you."

"It doesn't bother me I just..."

"You just thought that since I'm older I could get fired. I understand, honestly." Chris says. Never once during the course of this conversation has he raised his voice. I think that's what scares me the most. The fact that he's been so calm. I know he'd never hurt me or Louis but...but himself is a different story. "Meghan...what happened to John could have been avoided if you would have just told me what was going on. Robyn could have been spared the pain of seeing that take place. I can never forget that."

"Neither will I," I reply looking at my lap.

"Then you'll get why I'm about to say what I'm about to say." And there it is, every fear in my head is about to be made true because Chris is about to leave me. He hates what I did and now he's going to go on his way. "I think that for the night we should sleep in seperate rooms."

I look up at him, "You're not leaving me?"

He looks at me like I have a giant zit on my face, "Are you dense? I'd never, ever leave you. I just...I want to give you sometime to confront what you've done. And I need to think."

"Oh," I nod.

"You really thought I would leave you?" Chris asks, scooting closer to me.

"Well...well yeah. I mean...I know I fucked everything up. This is all my fault. God knows how bad Cena's injured or how long he's going to be out. And the announcers...god..."

He nods and pulls me close, kissing the top of my head, "You're stuck with me babe. For life. Don't you remember our vows?"

My mind flicks back to our wedding, "You told me you wanted to spend the rest of your life in my arms and at my side."

"Do I look like I'm dead yet?" Chris asks, smiling at me.

I shake my head, "No, no you don't."

"Then I'm not leaving you. All couples have their arguments...granteed I don't know many couples you have fought over a subject matter like this...but it doesn't matter." he kisses me again. "I' m gonna drive you to the hotel and let you get a new room. In the morning, I'll call Natty and have her look after Louis so we can talk about this, okay?"

I stand and grab my bag, nodding. "Yeah...yeah lets go."

X X X

I forgot how lonely not sharing a room could be up until this point. Even when Chris was gone, Louis was often in the room in the crib that we had in there. But now? Right now laying in this empty hotel room bed, I've never felt so lonely. All my mistakes are catching up with me. We couldn't get a joined room so I'm a floor below Chris. I can't even manage to fall asleep, instead I'm laying in bed listening to Panic At The Disco and reading a book. It's not even a good book, just something that I got for a present from Evan because he thought I'd like it. It's called The Host and it's by Stephanie Meyer.

Hearing a knock on the door, I walk over to it and open the door. The sight that greets me there makes my blood run cold.

"Meghan," Wade Barett, holding a bottle of wine and looking at me like I'm fresh meat, sneers, "we need to talk."