Small detail change: In the previous chapter I said they were flying to Dallas but they were already in Dallas. So, I'm making Sunday's traveling day into a drive to Houston where Raw will be. I'm a spaz sometimes. Enjoy :)
I was extra quiet that morning. I didn't say a word the entire car ride to Houston where Monday night raw would be taking place. It was almost a four-hour car ride and the only thing that was running through my mind were the events of lastnight. I had managed to get myself completely wasted and had to practically be carried down the street by poor Joe. I also happened to let it slip that Jon and I had and were hooking-up. I made him promise not to say anything to Jon or Colby that he knew and from the looks of things, he had kept his word. Then there was the fight I had with Jon. A full on brawl in our hotel room where I managed to try to choke him out, rip off his genitals, kick in his wind pipe, and give him some hard kicks to his side.
He showered before we left and I inspected the damage I had caused. His left side was bruised pretty bad and it hurt him to move. I had to help him get his shirt off and put a clean one on. His private area was sore but he said that he would be ok in that area for raw on Monday. There wasn't any bruises on his throat which I was surprised since I had straggled him pretty good. He said it hurt him to swallow from the kick I had given him but that it was fine. He hadn't put his hands on me, only when he pulled on my hair to get me to stop choking him. He had pulled out a good amount of hair and my scalp was still extra sore but I welcomed it after what I did to him.
I felt my phone vibrate in my hand and I looked to see Sara had texted me asking how I was dealing with the David situation. O, yes. How could I forget about that. I let out a shaky breath and Colby looked over to me. He and I were seated in the backseat while Joe drove and Jon sat shotgun.
"What's up with you this morning?" I looked up into the rearview mirror and saw Jon and Joe looking right back at me.
I shook my head at him and tried to put on a sly smile. "Ten shots of tequila happened to me."
Colby laughed and shook his head. The car fell silent again and I texted Sara back.
'I don't know. Jon said I should tell Stephanie McMahon but I'm terrified of losing my job, Sara.' I hit send and felt the tears building up in my eyes. My throat felt dry and hoarse from all the crying I had done lastnight. I quickly reached into my purse and pulled out my sunglasses and slid them on so no one would notice I was fighting back tears. Well, more like so Colby wouldn't notice. Joe looked at me through the rearview mirror and gave me a sympathetic look. I'm guessing he thought it had something to do with Jon. I gave him a small smile and then felt my cell phone vibrate, Sara had texted back.
'You really think they would fire you?' She asked.
'Yeah, I do. They ask you about these kind of things when you talk to them at their headquarters while signing your contract. I honestly didn't think this would ever happen to me.'
Before she could text me back I quickly changed the subject. 'Has the stuff arrived for the apartment?'
'I know what you're trying to do, but yes, they've arrived. The rest of it is coming tomorrow morning.'
'Alright, I'll let you go. I don't want to talk about this shit anymore, at least not right now.'
'Ok, but I'm here Lexi.'
With that our conversation ended and I placed my head against the cold glass of the window. I felt so exhausted and I hadn't even done anything. Complete and utter shit would best describe my feelings at this time.
We had arrived in Houston and checked in to our hotel. We didn't have a show today which at any other time I would have been thrilled with. Not today though. Not having a show only meant that I would have more time to sit and think about the situation I had gotten myself into. As I placed my bags on the floor by my bed, I watched Jon do the same with his. He hadn't said anything to me all morning and only would glance over at me here and there.
I wasn't sure if it was because he was still pissed off because of my attack on him yesterday, or if he was now disgusted with me because I could possibly have a sex tape out for the world to see in just a few days. I cringed at the thought of that happening. I decided to clear the air and try to find out what was going through his mind.
I walked up behind him since he was standing infront of our hotel window looking over our view of Houston. "I'm so sorry about lastnight, Jon. I took out all my anger on you and I really hope I didn't fuck this arrangement up. I don't want to make you hate this situation you're in. I know this has been your dream for as long as it has been mine and I want you to know I'm not going to ruin that for you. If you want to go out with girls and have fun then go ahead, you won't have to worry about me, ok? I swear I won't be a problem for you anymore."
He didn't say anything. He merely just put his head down and shook it. I felt my stomach start to fill up with dread, I had already fucked this up to the point of no return. I went to turn around, but before I could, he did. I couldn't look at him because I was scared of what he was going to say. He placed his hand under my chin and brought it up so that I was looking into his blue eyes.
"I'm not mad at you, Lex. I'm pissed off at that bitch David."
I wasn't expecting that and I had to swallow back the lump in my throat. "This is fucked up, Jon." I couldn't stop my voice from cracking at the end.
"Yeah, it is," he said.
He dropped his hand and then walked over to my bed where he picked up my purse and held it out to me. I slowly walked over to him and took it. He then pulled out his phone from his pocket and dialed a number.
"Hey, Stephanie this is Jon. Um, Dean Ambrose." My eyes went wide and could feel my knees start to shake.
"What are you doing Jon?" I asked as I tried to grab the phone from his hand.
He swatted me away and continued talking. "Have you arrived in Houston for RAW yet?...Well, Alexis and I need to talk to you about something serious...Yeah, I would say it is an emergency...Ok, thank you." He hung up and looked over to me. "She's going to meet us downstairs in like ten minutes."
"Jon, why did you do that to me right now?" I asked as I tried to sit down on my bed. I said tried because Jon quickly got hold of my arm and lifted me up, dragging me with him towards the door.
Before he opened it he turned around and looked at me. "We need to get this over with, Lexi. The sooner we tell her the sooner we can know at least in what direction we go from here."
"We?" I asked.
"Well, yeah. I told you I was going to be there with you when you tell her. So, come on."
I took a deep breath and tried to calm my nerves, "Fuck me," I said out loud.
"After we're done with this, I promise," said Jon. He had a smirk on his face but it wasn't his usual cocky one. No, this one seemed more friendly than cocky.
We made our way to the elevators that took us down to the lobby. Once they opened up, I followed Jon to the bar/restaurant they had and we both waited for our boss, Stephanie McMahon. With every second that went by, my stomach felt as if I was on a non-stop roller coaster with never-ending loops. I couldn't stop fidgeting and I was constantly fighting back tears. I was too scared to let my eyes glance at the doors for fear of seeing her walking in.
"This is going to be so fucking embarrassing," I said while biting my lip to keep from crying.
"Yeah, I could imagine, but this isn't something that you can keep from the company. I'm sure if you did that the consequences would be alot worse," said Jon. All I could do was just nod my head, I felt like I was awaiting trial with a possible sentience of life in prison. My eyes were glued to the floor until I heard Jon mutter the words, "She's here."
"Fuck," I said while closing my eyes. I took a few deep breaths before finally looking up.
Stephanie was walking towards us, her eyes met mine and never left. She had a very serious look on her fave which made me extremely paranoid. Did she already know? Had David already leaked the pictures? I was shaking by the time she approached our table. Both Jon and I stood shaking hands with her. Once she took her seat, we did the same.
"Alright, what was so important that you needed to to see me right away?" She asked as she placed her phone on the table and crossed her hands in her lap.
Jon looked over to me and I looked over to him. I took a few calming breaths and swallowed about three times before speaking. I sat up straight and looked Stephanie eye to eye. "I ran into a situation involving an ex. I blocked his number and that didn't sit well with him. Yesterday he texted my roommate Sara, telling her to give me a message. He told her to tell me that if I didn't agree to meet with him then he would leak very private pictures of me. There is also a video that he said he would leak as well."
Stephanie's eyes went wide and she brought her hands up to the table. Is this something you expected from him or has this completely caught you off guard?"
"We were together for two years. When I started to get very popular in the indy circuit, he started accusing me of cheating on him with every guy I worked verbal abuse quickly escalated to physical abuse and since I was always wrestling men who were larger than me, the bruises and injuries were easy to hide. Once I signed with this company, I packed all of my things and left to Florida without saying a word to him. That being said, no. I didn't expect anything like this, at all," I informed her.
She took a deep breath. "And you are telling me this because..."
"Because I don't want anyone from the company to find out through TMZ or twitter. And I don't want to lose my job. This is the only thing I've ever wanted to do and for it to be taken away from me because of a crazy ex would crush me."
"Take me to your room, we need to call Vince," she said as she stood up. Jon and I quickly did the same. As I led the way, he let Stephanie go ahead of him. Just a few minutes later, Stephanie and I were seated at the table in the corner of Jons and I hotel room. He was seated on his bed, his eyes never leaving me. Stephanie called her father and put him on speaker.
"Steph, what can I do for you, sweetheart?"
"Hey, dad. This is a business call and a rather serious business call," she said as she looked over to me and quickly at Jon.
"O, ok. Well, let's hear it."
Stephanie then went on to tell Vince everything I had told her. Hearing it come out of her mouth and knowing that Vince McMahon was listening to it all made me want crawl into a whole and be left for dead. The vultures can have me.
Stephanie took a minute to see if the had anything to say, which he did. It was Vince, he always had something to say. "This isn't the attitude era anymore where divas are posing for playboy. We can not have this out there and then act like nothing happened. We either get rid of her or go in guns drawn."
I closed me eyes and clutched my stomach. I was just waiting for him to tell Stephanie to let me go.
"She's lucky she has already debuted with The Shield. If she would have debuted by herself I would have already had her contract pulled from file and shredded."
I let out a shaky breath and felt a tear roll down my cheek that I quickly wiped away. Not quick enough because Stephanie was able to see me and gave me a sympathetic smile which just embarrassed me even more.
"So, lawyers then?" asked Stephanie.
"Yeah, I guess so," said Vince. "I'll get the suits to draw up a cease and desist letter in favor of Alexis. What city is his permanent residence located?"
I mouthed Philadelphia to Stephanie. "Philadelphia," Stephanie told her father.
"Alright, tell her to not contact him at all. Also tell her that she is on probation for three months. I have to go get this whole process started." With that he hung up and the line went dead. Stephanie hung up her phone and sat back in her seat.
I was so shocked that I still had my job, all the reasonable questions that I would have asked had I been in the right state of mind went right out the window. Luckily, Jon still had his senses. "What does he mean a one month probation?" He asked. I looked at him and then quickly to Stephanie.
"It means that if you mess up or cause any problems at all, no matter how big or small they may be, your contract will be terminated. You also won't be able to try out for us for one year," said Stephanie.
"So, what happens from here? What does she do?" Asked Jon. I was so grateful that he was here.
"Well, like my dad said, the lawyers will draft a cease and desist letter in Philadelphia. Once it is signed by a judge then it will be delivered to him which will prohibit him to distribute anything with your face or likeness on it. If he does then he will be faced with hefty fines and possible jail time. Philadelphia police go to his place of residence where they confiscate every computer, cell phone, recording device, memory card, flash card. Basically anything that could be used to house pictures and videos"
"I'm so sorry, Stephanie." I didn't know what else to tell her.
"Stuff happens. Just make sure this is the last time this kind of thing happens. Otherwise you are on your own. And thank your lucky stars that you are in this faction because that saved you tremendously," she said as she stood up and was making her way to the door. Jon quickly got up and went to open the door for her. She smiled at him but before leaving she turned to me." You are becoming the fans favorite diva really fast. My husband was the one who pushed for you get signed. You remind everyone of the original diva, the ones who can actually wrestle. Don't screw this up." She turned on her heel and left, Jon shutting the door.
"Fucking hell," I said as I collapsed onto my bed. I felt as if I had just escaped death. I looked up at Jon who was staring down at me with his deep in concentration.
"So, you're not fired, your boss just said that you were becoming a fan favorite, and there is a good chance that the world will never see your pics or video." He then flashed his cocky grin. "We need to celebrate."
After alot of convincing from Jon, he made me agree to going out with him and the boys tonight. Since Raw was tomorrow we couldn't stay out to late or go to crazy. All four of us headed to a gym that wasn't that far from the hotel. We did our usual routine and when it was time for Joe to help me with some of my weight lifting, he pulled me to the side away from Jon and Colby.
"I just wanted to know how you were holding up after lastnight," he said. Joe didn't know about the whole David thing. Him finding out that Jon and I have been hooking up because I told him in a drunk induced crying episode was bad enough. I gave him a soft smile. "I'm fine, alot better than I was lastnight. He told me that he didn't sleep with her. He said he was going to but couldn't go through with it."
"You believe him?" Asked Joe who looked completely unconvinced.
I shrugged my shoulders, "It has happened before with him."
Joe raised his brows and was completely surprised by that. "Ok," was all he said before he and I went back to lifting some iron.
Jons workout wasn't as aggressive as it usually was. When Seth asked him what was up, Jon simply told him that his body wasn't feeling like it usually did. He didn't mention that the reason he was clutching his left side and grimaced everytime he took a deep breath was thanks to me and my swift kicks. Three hours later we all were back at the hotel. Joe and Colby went to shower and get ready in their room while Jon and I retreated to ours. I showered first and was able to do my hair and makeup in the time Jon took to shower and get ready. He was moving a lot slower than he usually was thanks to the soreness. I opted for something that I didn't usually wear but found it at the bottom of my bag. A black, pleated skirt. I matched it with a short sleeved, black shirt with red lips all over it. I added my black flats with that and was ready to go.
As the boys and I made our way downtown to have a few drinks and eat some good food, the entire David situation was on the back burner. I just hoped it would stay that way.
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