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Kourtney sat for a few moments in silence and by the way she began to play with her hands, John could tell she was nervous. As John took hold of one hand, she nervously let out a breath that neither one realized she was holding.

"Kourtney, what's going on?" John finally asked.

"Uh…"

"You know, when I last saw you yesterday afternoon you were fine. Now you can barely talk and moving your hands like your deathly afraid of something. Tell me, what's the matter?"

She took a deep breath. "Ok, here goes. You know that I went out with the girls last night right?" she asked as John nodded. "Well…"

"Did some guy hit on you or bother you? Do I need to straighten someone out?"

Kourtney shook her head. "No, it's nothing like that. Well, I was sitting at the bar last night waiting for my drink from the bartender, and someone came up to sit by me. It was Ted DiBiase."

John shrugged his shoulders. "So, he sat by you. Did he say something inappropriate or something?"

"No, actually he's a really nice guy, and we spent like a few hours talking. Well, both of us were getting pretty drunk as we talked, and before we realized it our friends left us behind. He offered to take me back to the hotel, and…"

As he listened to the story, John had a feeling where it was going. He could literally feel his blood begin to boil. "Kourtney, did you sleep with him?" John finally asked as he removed his hand from hers.

He got up from his seat on the couch, and rubbed his hands over his hair. When John finally turned around and saw his girlfriend's tear stained face, he knew he had his answer. "Oh my God," he finally muttered. "Kourtney, you fucked him?"

"John, I'm so sorry," she replied, also getting up from the couch and attempted to touch his arm. She lowered her head in defeat when he refused her touch. "It just happened."

"How long? Is this an on going occurrence or is this the first time you did it?"

"No, this hasn't happened before," Kourtney whispered as the tears began to fall harder.

"Then why? Why did you do it?" John asked as he began to pace across the room.

Kourtney stayed silent for a second, wiping away the stray tears that were still falling. "At first, while we were talking, it just felt like I was making a new friend. Ted is a very nice guy and extremely funny, and was so sweet when he offered to take me back to the hotel-"

"Do you think he's good looking?"

"Yes I do," she admitted as John noticeably rolled his eyes. "Hell, after the women on earth think he's good looking and that same half probably thinks that your good looking. It's not like anyone is acting on impulse."

"But you did. You acted on impulse," John sneered.

Kourtney narrowed her eyes. She had never heard him speak to her like this before. "He walked me to my hotel room door, I kissed him on the cheek as a thank you for driving me back, and then he kissed me."

"Oh so he's the one who started this," John said as he nodded his head. "That's good to know."

She sighed in frustration. "Listen, I don't expect you to understand why I did it, or completely forgive me right away. All I know is that I've been ignored for like the last month or so, and it felt good to know that someone else, another guy, also felt as if I was attractive. If felt good to know that I can still be wanted by someone else."

"What the hell are you talking about how you've been ignored the last month? And you know damned well that I find you attractive and I always want you. What was just a few minutes ago on the couch?"

"Let's see John, you always seem to disappear after shows, we hardly spend any time together and you always volunteer for house shows and signings that you aren't originally scheduled to do. Call me crazy John, but that sounds like ignoring your girlfriend to me. Also, when was the last time you told me you loved me?"

"What are you talking about? I always tell you I love you," John said. "I told you last night as I was leaving for my flight and when I left you that voicemail."

Kourtney shook her head. "No you said love you. That isn't the same. It's been so long since you have looked deep in my eyes and told me that you really love me. And the same could be said for us being intimate," she explained as she sat back down on the couch.

"Look…you know that I've wanted to be World Champion my entire life, and if that means I have to work a little more and sacrifice time with you, then I am going to do it. I even told you in that message that I was going to slow down and we were going to Hawaii for Christmas."

"No offense John, but I'll believe it when I see it, and I didn't realize that I had to be fit into your busy schedule. Hell, Randy is married and he still makes it home during the week to see his wife and daughter! Sometimes you just have to make time for people you care about. Oh, and while I am thinking of it, what about Melina?"

John scrunched his face. "What about her?"

"Well you just said how you have to sacrifice the time you spend with people to make it in the business. It doesn't seem like that with her! I have had more than one person tell me that you guys were seen in catering or in the halls looking pretty chummy. And I've told you countless times about the rude comments she's made toward me or how she's treated me, but you don't do a damn thing about it! You don't stand up for me!"

"Yes I do-"

"Tell me then, have you talked to her about that little comment asking if you were still good in bed," Kourtney asked, arms crossed in front of her. When John didn't answer, she knew she had her answer. "Yeah I didn't think so. So, now I have a question of my own. Are you screwing around on me with her?"

"No I am not having an affair with Melina. Like I have told you before Kourtney, I am a one woman man. And I used to think you had more respect for me than to cheat, but I guess I can't say that anymore."

Kourtney raised an eyebrow, and knew she needed a break before she would say something she regretted. Instead of responding to John, she turned on her heels and retreated toward the kitchen. After grabbing a bottle of water, she wiped off her face with a cool wash cloth. When she finally walked back into the living room a few minutes later, she found John looking at their pictures on the fireplace mantle.

"This one's my favorite," he finally said, not turning around to face her. He took hold of the silver picture frame that donned a picture of them on the beach during that summer. "We were one of those overseas trips, and couldn't believe how blue the water was."

"That was also the first night you told me you loved me," Kourtney added as she watched John put the picture frame back in it's spot. Even though she couldn't see it, John had tears beginning to pool in his eyes. "What do we do now?" she asked.

He shrugged as he turned around. "Do you want to be with him?"

Kourtney shook her head. "No I don't. I want to be with you, and only you. Last night shouldn't have happened, and nothing like that will ever happen again. I promise."

"I-I just don't know if I can believe or trust you," John said as he wiped away the falling tears.

"So…what do you want to happen?" Kourtney cautiously asked.

"I just…I just need to think about some things for awhile and sort everything out," John said as he headed toward the door.

"Are you breaking us up?"

He shook his head as he opened the big door. "No, I'm not breaking us up. I just need to take a break for awhile, I need to get everything sorted in my head. When I'm ready, I'll call you."

Kourtney couldn't blame him for what he just said. She only nodded as he walked closer to her, placing a passionate kiss upon her lips. When the kiss was broken a few moments later, John said nothing as he walked out the door.