"You can't not be alright with it. It's his job, and what kind of people he works with isn't up to you sweety." Kelly sighs. The past couple weeks I'd had a serious problem with this Paige girl. She hadn't said anything to me, she hadn't given me a reason to not like her... It was my own jealousy and insecurity that made me have an issue with her.
"I know." I reply.
"You trust Jon right?" She asks me tilting her head to the side. Jon was at the FCW show right now and I'd opted not to go, I had to be up super early for a photo job tomorrow and the show was going to run late. I should have just gone, because the stress from not being there and leaving Paige alone with him was tearing my ass up.
"Yes..." I murmur uneasily.
"I'm not convinced." She states, crossing her arms over her chest.
"He's never given me any reason to think he'd be unfaithful." I answer more firmly this time.
"Exactly, and as your friend I'd tell you if I thought different. He's not going anywhere, you're pretty much stuck with that man." She chuckles.
"You're right." I finally agree. "Alright, I'm going to bed I've got to be up at 5 to drive to Miami." I tell her sliding off the kitchen stool and heading for my bedroom. Jon comes home about midnight, exactly when he said he would be home and I wouldn't have heard him but he ran into the desk chair. "Hey..." I murmur sleepily.
"Hey sweet pea, I"m sorry I was trying to be quiet." He tells me. He slides into bed next to me, still kind of gross and sweaty from wrestling but I didn't care.
"It's ok, how was the show?" I ask him.
"It was great. Won my match." He says proudly.
"That's awesome." I smile snuggling into him.
"You should go back to sleep, you have to be up in 5 hours." He states nuzzling his face into my neck. "Love you sweet pea." He adds.
"Love you too Jon." I reply.
***...***...***
"I'm going to run and grab a soda quick, I'll be right back." I tell Jon ruffling his hair. It was still dry right now, lately he'd taken up habit in soaking it with water before a match and it drove me crazy and not in a good way.
"Alright." He murmurs. He and Colby were busy playing Xbox on one of the TVs. I roll my eyes and walk off towards the break room.
"Hello love." A bold English accent greets me when I walk inside. It made me jump and I turned around to look at the guy. I knew him from TV when the guys watched wrestling... What was his name...? Wade Barrett was his wrestling name.
"Hey." I smile directing my attention to the fridge.
"What's your name gorgeous?" He asks. Charming, isn't he?
"Annabelle." I reply.
"I'm Stu." He smiles warmly extending a hand that I take. "I haven't seen you around, were you just accepted into FCW?" He questions.
"Oh no, my boyfriend, fiancé, is a wrestler." I stammer.
"His name?" He asks.
"Jon. Dean Ambrose." I answer.
"Talented young man." He nods. "It was a pleasure to meet you, look forward to seeing you again." He smiles.
"Nice to meet you too." I say returning the smile. Well Stu was pretty gorgeous himself. "Guess who I just met?" I say to the guys when I come back into the room.
"Who?" Joe asks.
"Wade Barrett." I answer and all three guys look at me.
"Stay away from him sweet pea." Jon says in a low tone, setting the controller down.
"Excuse me?" I chuckle.
"He's known for his woman stealing ways." Colby says simply.
"Huh, seemed pretty nice to me." I shrug.
"Yeah of course he would, you're beautiful banana." Jon answers. "He'd snatch you from me in a second." He sighs, patting his lap for me to sit down.
"Well he didn't hit on me." I tell him. Calling me gorgeous was probably just his way of being friendly, I thought to myself. "Only introduced himself." I add.
"I don't like it." Jon grumbles.
"I don't like Paige." I state unimpressed.
"Neither do I." Joe agrees. "She's one nasty bitch."
"She ain't interested in me, you can't quit worrying about it." Jon says and I narrow my eyes at him. "She's way into Corey Graves, and she's still screwing that Tyler guy." He adds. About that time Stu walks around the corner and nods at our group.
"Boys." he greets them. "Annabelle." He smiles.
"Yep, definitely hate him." Jon grumbles once he'd walked past us.
"You're too funny." I chuckle.
"I don't even want to leave you for the ten minutes I've got to go wrestle." He sighs.
"Will you go win your match so we can go home?" I shoot at him. He grins and kisses my cheek before setting me down on the couch. "See you in a bit." I say.
"I hate to side with Jon, but Stu is bad news." Joe agrees when they've left. "He's got a drinking problem for one thing and he's had a few run ins with drugs." He adds.
"I don't know what this stay away from Stu crap is all about. I haven't expressed any interested in making friends with him." I glower at the Samoan.
"I'm only saying." He shrugs.
"You'd tell me if anything was fishy with Paige and him right?" I ask biting on my bottom lip.
"In a heart beat." He laughs. "There's nothing going on." He sighs.
"I didn't think there would be, but every girl thinks it right?" I say.
"That's your own insecurity issue." He narrows his eyes at me.
"Shut up." I grin. He smirks and stands up, giving my shoulder a squeeze as he walked by. I hated being left by myself at the shows, it seemed like everyone around me knew each other and I just kind of sat there, alone. I'm fiddling on my phone when Stu comes back around, sitting himself down on the couch next me me.
"Hello darling." He smiles.
"Hey Stu." I reply, looking up at him from my phone.
"Will you be attending the live event tomorrow in Orlando?" He questions.
"We'll be there." I nod. The guys had made a huge deal about it last week when they found out RAW would be in Orlando. It was pretty cool I guess, we got free tickets to the show.
"Sweet pea." Jon says walking up behind the couch. He was sweaty and heaving for breath. "Jon." He introduces himself to Stu.
"Stu Bennett. Nice to meet you." He smiles. "You have a wonderful woman." He adds.
"Yeah, thanks." Jon grumbles in response and I roll my eyes. "Ready to go?" He asks me.
"Sure am." I nod hopping up from the couch. "See you around Stu." I say, letting Jon lead me away from the Englishmen.
"He waited until I was gone to sit down." He growls.
"Please, he was just passing by. Stop being so paranoid." I chuckle.
"I'm gonna tell you that the next time you start getting jealous over Paige." He retaliates.
"You're right." I agree. "You should be super paranoid, that guy is totally planning on screwing me behind your back." I nod.
"I know right!" He exclaims playfully.
***...***...***
"These seats rock my world." Colby laughs. We weren't on the floor but we were first row in the section right above the floor. If you were a hardcore wrestling fan you're be drooling right now.
"Yeah..." Kelly nods sarcastically. I was sitting between Jon and Joe, watching intently as all the fans filed into the Amway Center.
"You want something to eat?" Jon offers, "I'll go grab something quick."
"I'll go with ya." Joe says with a nod.
"I could eat nachos, or a pretzel. And a coke." I shrug. "Surprise me."
"We'll be right back." Jon says hopping up. He walks off off with Joe and I sigh, I enjoyed watching Jon and the boys wrestle but that was about it for me. This RAW or whatever it's called really didn't have my interest.
"I'm bored too." Kelly says looking over at me.
"The guys totally could've done this by themselves, and we could have laid out on the dock." I call over to her.
"Our men wanted us here." She smirks and I roll my eyes. A few minutes later Joe and Jon come back, he hands me a pretzel and a coke.
"I'll share." He says sitting down next to me, he had nachos in his lap. Joe came back with what seemed like an endless amount of hot dogs and a huge soda and handed a few things to Colby and Kelly.
"Mmmm, junk food." I grin tearing part of my pretzel.
"Cheese?" Jon offers pointing to his plate.
"Yeah. The more calories the better." I reply sarcastically and dip my pretzel into the cheese. "You want a bite?" I ask him, offering a piece.
"Yeah." He nods letting me put the piece of pretzel into his mouth. "Excited?" He asks with a full mouth.
"Oh... Yeah." I nod trying to seem convincing.
"I'm glad you came anyway." He shrugs. "Just wait until I'm out there." He grins.
"I'm excited for that." I tell him.
"Then you can come backstage and stuff, travel with us. It'll be fun." He states.
"A blast." Joe agrees.
"Or it'll suck, bad." I chuckle.
"Nah." Jon shakes his head. "Hopefully by then we'll be married, you can quit you job and just be with me."
"Hopefully." I agree. The lights cut about that time and the guys are instantly quiet, focusing on whatever is happening in the ring. "Dear god..." I murmur with a shake of my head.
"Dark matches." Jon whispers. I don't know why he was whispering, no one else was being quiet right now.
"Who's that?" I ask watching a freak size guy walk out of the curtains.
"The Great Khali." He answers.
"He looks like he's in pain." I comment. The guy really looked like it hurt for him to do any kind of bending, and he opted to go over the top rope instead of through them.
"That's Heath Slater." He says when Khali's opponent comes out. Heath's character seemed like a fun guy, he definitely looked like he was having a good time.
"I like him." I smile. I used to watch wrestling with my brother when we were little, my favorite wrestler is still Shawn Michaels. He only rolls his eyes at me, we had totally different taste in wrestlers. Jon was very much a heel lover, while I didn't really have a type, I just kind of liked who I liked. "You think Tyler Reks will wrestle? I love him." I grin.
"Ugh. Why?" He grumbles. "He's been jobbing for like a year."
"I wouldn't talk about jobbing buddy. He's got a contract, you don't. Not only that but you can be the cat's meow one day and the shit in the litter box the next. He might come back." I shrug.
"True. He was a beast for like a year when they brought him in." Jon agrees.
"He could have been great, they didn't push him like they should have." I sigh.
"She's right. Reks could have dominated the entire roster for a long time if WWE would have used him right. They pushed Cena instead." Joe says.
"Waste of time if you ask me." I mutter. I wasn't a huge John Cena fan. He was an amazing athlete and great on the mic, but I didn't think his wrestling skills were that awesome and to be honest he's been at the top for so long that he was getting old.
"I agree sweet pea." Jon nods. I guess I should settle into y chair and get ready for four long hours or watching sweaty men roll around the ring with each other.
A/N: I'm sorry this chapter is so boring, and don't lie, it is because it was even boring for me to write Lol! I'm subtly lining something up, I hope :)