Breaking Up is Hard to Do

Thirty-five minutes later, Beth was sitting in a corner booth, sipping her coffee. She was annoyed; she was beyond tired. Just when her eyes had finally shut, her damn cell phone rang. She was surprised when she heard John's voice on the other end, especially after she inadvertently cost him his match. When he said that he needed to talk with her, she got nervous, not knowing what he wanted. Yet, there she was in a tiny Podunk coffee shop at almost three in the morning wearing UGG boots, sweatpants, and a tank top with a zip up hoodie. Her hair was an absolute mess, but she didn't want to fuss with it. She also came in sans makeup and contacts. It was very rare that she went out in public with her glasses on. Placing her coffee cup back on the table, she glanced at the clock on her iPhone.

"He better hurry his ass up." She thought to herself. Leaning back in the booth, she let her head rest on the back and closed her eyes. Suddenly she was startled awake when someone slapped the table. Jumping almost out of her seat, she glared at the culprit

"Jesus, you scared me."

"Oh, you can just call me John."

"Screw you."

"Maybe later, but first we need to talk."

"I forgot just how funny you think you are. So why did you call me to meet up at such an ungodly hour?"

"First of all you look great Beth. I didn't know you wore glasses."

"This is my Clark Kent disguise."

"Wow, nerd much?" John teased sarcastically, but in his head, she just became a little bit more awesome.

"Was that why you called me, to make fun of me?"

"No, No. I saw your text that you sent earlier and I just wanted to take you up on your offer to talk."

"Damn, I knew that would come back to bite me in the ass. Alright Cena, I'll bite. What do you want to talk about at three in the morning?"

"First off, I want to talk about my match. Why were you the one to come through the crowd and attack Vickie?"

There it was the question she knew she would have to face; although she had hoped that it would be later rather than sooner. Taking a deep breath, she started to tell John her reasoning.

"Well back when I was feuding with Michelle and Layla for the Women's Championship, I'll admit the three of them made my life a living hell. I was so glad to finally shut them up. Now fast forward to the present. Vickie, never having liked me in the first place, started telling Phil a whole bunch of lies."

"Whoa, who's Phil?" John interrupted, confused.

"You're kidding me right?"

"Yes of course I know who Phil is. You have been dating him for the past six months."

"Correction: I dated him for six months."

"What? When did you break up?"

"Five minutes before your match with Dolph." Beth whispered as she dropped her gaze away from John's knowing eyes.

"What happened then?"

"He said that he had been hearing from several people that I had been cheating on him. One of the most influential people feeding him the bullshit was Vickie. When I heard that creative was going to send out Kelly to take her out, I made my case and they let me run with it."

"Oh Beth, I'm so sorry. I had no idea that this was going on." John apologized as he reached across the table and grabbed her hands.

A part of Beth wanted to keep that physical contact with John, but another part of her felt that it was wrong. Ultimately, she pulled her hands away and used them both to pick her coffee mug back up. John picked up on her subtle hint and started to instantly beat himself up on the inside.

"It's okay John, you have nothing to apologize for. Eventually, Phil will learn that I never screwed around on him behind his back and that I was telling the truth."

"But still, that's horrible what happened."

"Oh well, he burned the bridges he built. But, I owe you an apology though."

"How so?"

"I feel like it was my fault that you lost your match last night. I was causing such a ruckus outside of the ring by going after Vickie. If I had toned it down a bit, then maybe you would have your title shot on Monday."

"The only person who can place blame on themselves is me. I got too caught up in that clinic you were putting on her; I was really impressed."

"Well thanks, I really worked my ass off to get where I am today. Hearing you say that makes me feel like what I'm doing is right."

"You're welcome and just keep doing what it is you are doing. You will get the championship back soon; I have a gut feeling."

Hearing him say those words caused her to laugh. Hearing Beth laugh brought a smile to John's face, making him laugh right along with her.

"So is that all that you wanted to talk about or what?"

"Actually no. I wanted to talk divorce with you."

"That's a really broad topic there. Aren't you tired of talking about yours?" Beth questioned, hoping that he wasn't going to imply anything about her own.

"Yes, but it's not mine that I want to talk about. I was hoping that we could talk about yours and how you coped. If it's still too sensitive of a subject for you, I completely understand if you don't want to talk about it."

"That's what I was afraid of. Actually I think it's time that I talked about it with someone. I mean someone else besides Natalya."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm sure. What do you want to know about it?"

"What caused the rift between you and uh…" John stuttered, realizing that he didn't know who it was that Beth was married to.

"His name was Joey. The main reason that we started to drift apart was when I signed my WWE developmental deal and he couldn't even get a try-out. He said that he felt I was going to leave him behind and just forget about him."

"How could you do that, you two were married?"

"That's exactly what I told him! He then went on a wild tangent saying that I had no respect for him or his feelings."

"That is the biggest load of bullshit I have ever heard. Instead of being a supportive husband and congratulating you, he brought you down."

"Yeah, pretty much. Here is the kicker, Joey then wanted me to find a way out of my WWE deal and stay on the independent circuit with him. I told him that I was getting the chance of a lifetime with that and I was going to take it. About a week later, he filed for divorce."

"That is really shitty. How long were you married?"

"Let's see, we dated off and on for about three years. It was after an independent show in January that he dropped to one knee and proposed. We got married three months later and I signed my deal the week after Christmas, so not even a year." Beth said after she did the math in her head, letting her gaze drop back down to the coffee mug in her hands.

John could feel his heart break as he too looked down at his coffee mug. A man that she had loved enough to take the marital plunge with dropped her when she had the chance to further her career. In his book, that was a total douche move. When she was finally able to move on with CM Punk, he dropped her over some lame ass rumors. He never realized how much pain she went through, and she was so strong to not show it in the ring. John was impressed by her resiliency.

"Okay, enough about my lame ass love life and bogus marriage. What happened to cause you to file for divorce? Weren't you and Liz high school sweethearts or something?"

John looked up and was engrossed in her beautiful water blue eyes. Realizing it was his time to finally open up about what cause him to make the decision to divorce the woman he loved; much to the shock and chagrin of so many people.

"We were high school sweetheart's yes, but we didn't get married until three years ago."

"So what cause the trouble in paradise? Pardon the Kofi Kingston reference." Beth said with a grin and chuckle.

"I think I can excuse it just this once. Truth be told, which I haven't told anyone, is that Liz cheated on me."

"Are you serious? How did you find out about it?"

"I came home a day early and caught her in bed with a guy I played football with in high school. Her defense was that I was constantly on the road with beautiful women and she just knew that I was the one cheating on her. She believed the dirt sheets about Mickie and Torrie, but never came out and flat out asked me about it; she just assumed." John said, becoming depressed once again having to talk about the demise of his relationship. It was his turn to hang his head.

"I'm so sorry that that happened to you John." Beth said in a comforting tone as she reciprocated his earlier actions by grabbing his hands. Unlike her reaction, John held on to her hand and ended up lacing his fingers with hers.

"Thanks Beth, for coming to listen and talk with me. I really appreciate it, you have no idea."

"Actually I do, I was lucky enough to have known Natalya when Joey was being a dick and she did just that, listen and let me vent. I'm sure that there is more that you want to talk about right?"

John nodded his head, wondering where this was going to go.

"That's what I thought. How about we get out of here, because these hard plastic booths are hurting my ass, and go back to my room?"

"Yeah, let's go." John said as he let go of her hand to grab his wallet. Throwing down a twenty dollar bill for their coffee, they both slid out of their booths. John reached out and grabbed her hand again as they exited the little café.

****A/N****

Wow guys! Thank y'all so much for the kind words and reviews on this first chapter. I really don't know what to say other than THANK YOU! Now, just like the last chapter, this one is kind of filler, yet kind of not. I hope this makes sense and flows along together.

-Megan