Disclaimer: I only own Evie.
A/N: A big thank you to everyone who has read and reviewed, you guys are the absolute best! I'm glad that all of you guys are enjoying this story. Whoever was at the door, is it John? Hmm, only one way to find out. Go read! Enjoy & review!
Kristen was all giddy when she got off the phone with the doctor. She felt like a little kid on Christmas. Except, this was day was better than Christmas, way better. Finally, she found a way to take down Evie and she found a way to get back with Ted. When everything came out into the light, he would never want to see Evie again. Because of that he would just come running back to her and then she would finally have what was hers.
"I just love this day." She said to herself. "Pregnant and miscarried all in the same day. The best thing is, she didn't even know it. Everyone is going to get a huge kick out of this, I just know it."
This time she knew everything would go to plan. Had this happened months ago then she could have gotten back together with Ted a long time ago. She shouldn't have gone to Evie, she saw that now. Evie was a weak person and could never go along with what she was suggesting. That was her mistake. But, now, she found the right that would correct that mistake.
Happily, she got up from the desk and left her house. After hours of detective work, she got everything that she would need to begin. Now, all she had to do was figure out what to do first. All would be well and in her control. The sad thing, nobody ever saw it coming.
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Evie was still laying on top of Ted, his arms were still wrapped around her waist. They were both staying completely still and trying to make as little noise as possible. Even the slightest move would alert that knocker that somebody was home.
"Are you going to get that?" He whispered.
Evie shook her head. She didn't want to move, she was afraid to move. Her heart was racing and her breathing was out of control. There was some feeling stirring up inside her and she wasn't sure why. Judging by the sudden heat she felt in her face, she knew she was blushing. Her shirt was ripped, and her eyes were filled with lust. Ted had frazzled her, and she knew it was evident on her face. And whoever was at the door would know it for sure too.
"Why not?"
"I'm scared it might be Kristen. She was here most of the day, I really don't want to deal with her anymore." Evie whispered.
"It's not Kristen. I doubt she would come back for any reason."
"So, I should answer the door?"
"Answer it."
Nodding, she carefully got off Ted. Carefully, she got up to her feet and walked towards the door. Before, she got to the door, she stopped and checked her reflection in the mirror. Sighing, she quickly started to alter her appearance a bit so that no one would get the wrong idea.
Meanwhile, Ted propped himself up on his elbows and watched her straighten herself up. He smiled when she ran her hands through her hair. When she was done, he watched as she walked off to answer the door. His eyes followed her the whole way there. His eyes travelled down her body, making him groan in frustration because he had just then realized how much he really wanted her. Whoever was at the door was going to get smacked.
Her heart was still fluttering when she went to go answer the door. She had seen how Ted was looking at her from the corner of her eye. She didn't miss the look on his face, it was the one he usually got when he was remember something. Evie, herself, had often gotten that look.
A sigh of relief escaped from her lips when she saw that it was only Matt. She had so been so scared that it was John. He didn't like Ted all that much to begin with and she knew that he would be ticked off that he was there.
"I'm not even going to ask you how you're doing." Matt said when he took one look at her. "Just by taking one look at you I can tell that you've been through hell. Evie, I love you like a sister, so don't get mad when I tell you that you look like shit."
"I'm fine, Matt." She chose to ignore that he said she looked like shit. He didn't need to say it, she knew she did.
"No, you're not. Evie, I'm not blind, you don't look good."
Evie sighed as she followed him of to the living room. Matt would know that there was something wrong with her. He would call her out on her bullshit. There was only one other person that would call her out on everything and that was Ted. Her only problem was that she kept lying. When she got into the living room, her heart broke when she saw Ted laughing at something Matt had said. How happy he looked, she couldn't take that away from him with her horrible news. Her decision was final, she wouldn't say anything to anyone.
"What were you two up to before I got here?"
After taking in their appearances, Matt knew that he had interrupted something. Ted's face was red and his breathing was hard. Evie's hair was a bit disheveled and her shirt was missing a few buttons. The look in their eyes didn't help out their case either.
"Nothing." They said simultaneously, their eyes guiltily skipping away from Matt.
His eyebrow shot up. It was obvious to Matt, but not them, that they were still in love with each other. They were just so disillusioned that they didn't know what they wanted. He predicted that it was only a matter of time before the shit hit the fan.
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Three weeks later, Evie was on her way to the arena. Raw was taping in Tampa and she decided that it would be best for her to make an appearance. Besides that, she really wanted to see everyone else outside of her house. She had been dying to be in an arena again.
She was thankful that five weeks had gone by which meant that she there were only three more weeks left to her injury leave. Everyday that passed by she grew even more excited because her return date drew closer and closer. While, she was somewhat worried about her doctor's appointment in two weeks, she still couldn't help but wait to see what the doctor would say.
"Evelyn Grace James!" Someone shouted from behind her. "Are you really here?"
Evie quickly turned around to see Randy Orton walking towards her. Quickly, she walked over to her friend and gave him a big hug. She was glad to see him. He was one of those people she didn't get to see as much while she was away. He had stopped by a couple of times with John and that was about it.
"I didn't know you were coming back tonight."
"I wish I was coming back tonight. Being injured sucks, I hate being away from the road and everyone else." Evie said, breaking the hug. "I'm going crazy. But, I come back in three weeks, so I'm excited."
"I know how you feel, but, you'll be back before you know it. You'll be able to see John and Ted more often, along with everyone else."
Her eyebrow quirked up. She found it odd that he would mention John and Ted first. In the last few weeks, she had seen John more than anyone and she loved it. He was taking care of her and making her feel better. Whenever she cried during the night, he would hold her and tell her everything would okay, despite not knowing what was bothering her.
"Why would you say that?"
"Because John is your boyfriend and Ted for some reason is your best friend." Randy said, unsure of himself. He was sure that she would be very excited about being on the road with them again. When he looked at her he saw the tears clouding over her eyes. Throwing his arm around her shoulder, he started walking them towards the back exit. "Is everything okay?"
"I'm fine." She said, taking the cigarette that he offered her. "A lot better than when you last saw me."
"You? A lot better than before, I wouldn't have thunk it considering you looked like hell and you were still trying to convince everyone that you were okay." He said sarcastically, lighting up her cigarette, before he lit up his own. "But, seriously, all jokes aside, you look a lot better."
"I feel a lot better. Sleep has been coming to me a lot easier and I don't feel sick when I see food."
"Good. That's very good. You had us all worried for a while there." Randy took a drag from his cigarette and slowly exhaled the smoke. "Honestly, you looked horrible before. It's like you were almost becoming a ghost."
She nodded her head as she thought about the progress she's made over the last few weeks. Getting her to eat and sleep again were like prying teeth. It was difficult to get her to do either. One night two weeks ago, Ted had spent the night. When he saw that she wasn't going to sleep, he decided that he would stay up with her. It was when they put in Edward Scissorhands that they both fell asleep. A couple of hours after falling asleep, Ted woke up to her screaming in her sleep. When he finally got her to wake up, he had explained to her what was going on. Finally, after calming down, she was able to tell him it was a nightmare.
The next day Ted told her it was either she ate and slept normally or he was taking her to the doctor. Afraid that he might go through with it, she decided to comply while he was there, and she did. When he left, she fell back into her old habits. If Ted called her, she made it sound like everything was okay, so that he wouldn't worry.
A similar case happened with John. The couple fell asleep watching a movie, and she would later start screaming in her sleep. John would wake her up and explain to her what happened. She would say it was a nightmare and try get back to sleep.
After that happened, John decided to take the same approach as Ted. It worked, but only for so long. She decided she would do the same thing with John that she did with Ted. Evie decided to just play up to everything until he was gone.
Both John and Ted noticed that she wasn't well and that she was doing as well as she said she was. Together, they both decided to take her to the doctor. While, they didn't agree on much, that they did. When they got her to the doctor, Evie explained that she was having trouble sleeping because of nightmares. The doctor agreed to give her sleeping pills until she felt she could go without them. The sleeping pills had a good affect on her and not only caused her to get better, but gave her more energy (due to the sleep she was finally getting), and made her realize that she needed to eat.
After that, she slowly started making progress and continued to do well. She was finally back to looking like her old self. The only thing that still hurt her was the miscarriage, which she knew was the cause of everything. Due to fear of what Ted or John would do, she kept it to herself. No one knew, not even Paul.
"Did the nightmares stop?"
"Somewhat."
"When was the last one you had?"
"About three nights ago."
"That's not bad. Just keep doing what you are doing and you'll be fine." Randy put out his cigarette and waited for Evie to do the same. "Is there anything else you're not telling anybody?"
"No." She quickly replied. "Nothing at all. Why would you think that? I'm fine Randy, really."
"If you say so. How are your ribs doing?"
"My ribs are great." She smiled. "I'm almost 100 percent again. I can't wait to come back."
Five minutes later, she was on her way to John's locker room. When she got to his locker room, she stood outside staring at the door like a fool. A lot had been going through her mind lately and she wasn't sure what she should do. For one, guilt was eating away at her. She hated looking at him knowing that she knew a lot that he didn't. While, she did want to tell him, she couldn't. In her mind, it was the best to put the blinders on and pretend that she was hiding nothing to protect him. If she told him everything, she knew that a look of pain would come across his handsome features and she didn't want to be the one to put it there. She hated it when other people did it to him, so naturally, she wanted to avoid going down that road at all costs because she loved him.
"Hey baby, why are you staring at the door?" John asked, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind. "Is everything alright?"
She lightly jumped when his skin hit hers. He had scared her, she thought he was inside the locker room, not out and about. No, nothing was okay. Everything in her life was going awry. Everyday she felt like she was losing control. To top it off, she was sick of everyone asking her if she was fine. She was fine, physically at least.
"I'm fine, just got a little lost in my thoughts is all."
"Good thoughts, I hope." He said as they walked into this locker room.
"Yeah, they were good." She lied.
"I'm glad." He started packing his things away. "Just give me two minutes to change and then we'll go."
Evie nodded her head as she plopped down on the couch. When he went into the bathroom, she held her head in her hands as she got lost in her thoughts again. There had to be a way out, there just to be.
When John got into the bathroom, he groaned in frustration. There was something bothering her, he knew that much. But, whenever he asked her about it, she was quick to say that everything was fine. As of late, he would find her spacing out and it scared him. No matter what he tried to do, he couldn't pull her out of her slump. While, he was able to get her to start eating and sleeping normally again, he knew there was more. Nightmares just don't come out of nowhere. There had to be something else, but what?
"Your place or mine?" He asked when he was done getting ready.
When she heard his voice she quickly picked her head up and sent a weak smile towards him. Getting up, she slowly walked towards him and gave him a hug. She was afraid, she just needed to get a feeling of security and love. Evie pressed her face into his chest as she hugged him tightly. For the first time in a while, she felt good. In his arms, nothing bad can happen to her. Yeah, she was in love with him. However, there was a nagging feeling in the pit of her stomach that she chose to ignore. It would go away, she kept to telling herself.
"Baby?"
"Your place." Her voice came out muffled from how her face was still pressed to his chest. "Your place, John. Please, just get me out of here." She looked up at him. "I just want to be alone with you tonight. I just want to cuddle tonight. Please, I just want to be with you."
"Okay baby, we're going right now." John was worried now. She was never like that. "I'm here for you."
When they finally got to his house, she felt like she could breathe. It was almost like a boulder was lifted off her shoulders. She didn't know what caused her to feel like this, but whatever it was, she wanted it to go away.
"Do you want anything?" He asked after they got settled into bed.
Without any hesitation, she straddled him and pressed her lips to his. All she wanted was to feel him and this was the best way possible. After weeks of denying him, she felt the need to touch him, to explore him. Slowly, she removed her lips from his and trailed kisses along his jawline and down his neck. "Never let me go." She whispered between kisses.
A/N: This is where I leave you. What do you think?