Just a Kiss Goodnight

When Beth received John's text that he would be back at the hotel in fifteen minutes, it really rattled her. She thought that he would give her a more lengthy leeway before he would show up. To compensate for his quickness and her nerves about facing him, she went straight to the bar and ordered a double shot of whiskey. Taking a seat at the bar, she tossed the amber colored liquor down her throat and slammed the glass back down as the burning liquid made its way through her body. Just as she was about to order another shot, she felt a familiar hand on her shoulder.

"I thought you had quit drinking, especially after what happened the last time."

"That was before I got with you. After you ripped out my heart and stomped on it, I found it to be somewhat comforting. Why do you care anyway?" Beth asked, not having to turn around to know who was standing behind her.

Sure enough, he walked from behind her and took the empty bar stool to her right. He was the last person that she wanted to see right then. He signaled to the bartender, who casually walked over.

"I'll have a Pepsi please."

"Is Coke okay?"

"Is my foot up your ass okay? I didn't think so. I will just have water then."

"I'll take another shot and a Corona please."

The bartender went back to work and Beth turned her attention to her ex-boyfriend.

"Why do you have to be such an asshole to total strangers Phil?"

"Why do you let what other people think and say about you get to you?"

The question, sarcastic or not, caught Beth off guard. She realized that she didn't have answer, so she just focused her attention onto her drink that was finally brought over.

"You didn't answer my question."

"Neither did you. Come on Beth, what is on your mind?"

"Right now, a whole bunch of things." She replied as she knocked back another shot, this one going straight to her head.

"Like what? I figured with how close you've become with John, which doesn't surprise me, that things would be great for you right now." Phil said with a smirk.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"Well, with how things worked out between us, it doesn't surprise me that you have cozied yourself up to the face of this company. That's all I'm saying."

"If you don't mind, I would greatly appreciate it if you kept your fucking opinions to yourself!"

"Whoa, calm down there killer. What's with the sudden outburst?"

"I am so sick and tired of everyone sticking their noses into my business. Just like when we were together Vickie, Eve and Kelly butted their way in and told you bullshit lies about me, and what happened? You broke up with me in the most humiliating way possible without coming to me first. Now the same shit is going on again, only instead of you it's with John."

Phil took a moment to ponder what Beth had just said. He realized that she was right; he never stopped to let her tell her side of the story. Taking a long drink, he knew that he had to man up about it.

"Beth as you know, I'm not one to admit when I'm wrong, but in this case I need to make this right. I'm sorry about how things ended between us and for listening to all of the backstage gossip instead of you. Just for the hell of it, would you like to tell me your side?" he asked with a chuckle, trying to lighten things up a little.

"What would it matter now?"

"Just humor me then."

"Fine, but first what did they say to you about me?"

"The three of them came up to me after my promo; the one before your match with Alicia. I guess they waited until you went down to the ring to ambush me. They told me that they overheard you talking to Natalya about how I played right into your hands. Then something about how it worked for Michelle, so why wouldn't it work for you."

"Well, I did say that you played into my hands, but I meant it in a totally different context. After that night in catering when you comforted me, I had been flirting with you and not acting like myself so that you would notice me more. As for the Michelle comment, that had nothing to do with you. I was still having some lingering knee problems, and I went to Michelle for some fitness and physical therapy tips. I never wanted to be with you so I could slide my way up to the top. I worked hard to get where I am and I worked hard to get you. I really loved you Phil."

"Jesus Beth, then why in the hell did you let me say all of those things about you? Why didn't you stop me and tell me what was going on?"

"Are you seriously placing all of the blame on me right now? I never got the chance to stop your rant and tell you what was really happening. You are the one who did all of the talking. You are the one who believed those skanks. You are the one who broke my heart into a mill-…" Beth ranted on, but was silenced when Phil quickly turned towards her, grabbed her head and smashed his lips onto hers.

Beth knew that she should have pulled away and slapped the taste out of Phil's mouth, but with him being there, mixed with her emotional state and the alcohol it just felt good to be wanted. Leaning more into the kiss, she ran her fingers through his gel-free hair and placed them on the back of his neck. Being so focused on the lips that were attached to hers, Beth didn't notice that John had finally entered the hotel bar. It wasn't until he was right behind her and clearing his throat did she break the lip-lock and saw him standing there.

"Is this why you wanted to meet me in the bar, to throw him in my face?" John asked with anger being apparent in his voice.

"J-John, this isn't what it looks like, I can explain."

"Yeah, that's what you said you were going to do, but I didn't know that it had anything to do with Punk."

"It really doesn't, just give me a minute and I'll tell you what this was."

"You know what, save it. I really don't want to hear it and I don't want to hear anything from you again."

"Look John, just let the woman explain. I've made that mistake before and…" Phil started to say but was cut off by John, his anger really getting the best of him now.

"Save it Punk, I could really care less what you have to say."

"John, please don't be like this." Beth pleaded as she grabbed ahold of his hand.

As soon as her hand touched his, he pulled away repulsed. Beth's heart broke seeing the disgust on his face. As John turned to walk away, Beth got up and started to stumble after him. All of the sudden, she was being held back by her wrist. Turning around, she saw that it was Phil who had grabbed ahold of her wrist. Judging by the look on his face, he thought that he was saving her from further harm, but she didn't care. After shrugging him off, she swung back her right hand and cracked it across his face. The sound echoed throughout the bar so loud that people were turning around to find the source of the sound. Beth then turned around quickly, not realizing that her foot was caught up in her stool. As she started to fall, she flailed around trying to find something to catch herself on, but she only found Phil's arm. Her momentum was so strong that she pulled him back in his stool and on to the ground with her. They both fell to the ground with loud thuds and caused even more people to turn and look at them.

"Okay, you need to get her out of here. I can't have drunk blondes falling all over the place!" the bartender hollered at Phil when he finally made it to his feet.

"I'll get her to her room, thanks for the concern jackass." Phil growled back as he helped Beth back up to a vertical base. Letting her lean against him, he led her to the elevators. Once they made it to her room, he unlocked the door and helped her inside. As she fell over onto the bed, Phil chuckled as he squatted down and started to unlace her shoes. Standing back up, he moved over to move her up on the bed. Leaning over her, Beth reached up and grabbed ahold of his hoodie, pulling him back down towards her, their lips met once again.

"I'm sorry Beth, I really am." Phil breathed when he came back up for air.

"It's in the past, where it should stay. Just give me this, just a kiss goodnight."

Beth then pulled him in again and Phil dropped down on top of her, their bodies molding slightly together.

****A/N****

Ahh! Cliffhanger-ish! I seriously love y'all! You all give the best reviews! Each and every one of them brings a smile to my face when I read the kind words! Y'all rock!

Therealchamps: Nattie is seriously the best! She was my first favorite Diva, and then when Beth returned to save her from LayCool, she moved right on up there too!

BethNatalyaGlamaHart: What can I say, it's a gift! Haha. I can't divulge any secrets, but it may take longer for them to admit to their feelings for each other.

My time is now: Thank you for the kind words about the match! They are my favorite parts to write in my stories! I couldn't have Nattie join up with John and then have them lose, that would just be really wrong of me!

Once again, thank y'all for the kind words and the constant encouragement! They make me want continue on with these stories and update them whenever I can!

-Megan