Disclaimer: I only own Evie.
A/N: A big thank you to everyone who has read and reviewed, I really appreciate it! A few things before we get onto the next chapter. One, this is a short chapter and a bit of filler. I hate those, but sometimes they're necessary. Two, I've posted the prequel and it's called Sorry. Three, we've still got a long way to go, but I've already got an ending in mind, which will probably lead to a sequel. So my question is, should I do a sequel or will it be too much with this and the prequel? Enough babbling, go and read. Enjoy & review!
On the way to the hotel from the arena silence fell between John and Evie. Neither had no idea what to say to the other. After her talk with him, she felt like he had distanced himself from her. While, she could understand why, she still didn't like it. Despite what she's hiding from him, she still loves him and wants him around. Like many other things, she's afraid to tell him that.
John had unlocked the hotel room door and stepped aside so that Evie could walk in first. When she saw that he had stepped aside she walked into the room and tossed her back at the foot of her bed. She turned around to see where John was and found that he was still standing in the open doorway, his gaze fixed on her.
"John?"
He said nothing as he continued to stare at her and walk into the room. Meanwhile, she just stayed glued in her spot and watched as he threw his bag aside and slammed the door shut. She slightly jumped at the sound of the door slamming, she hadn't been expecting it.
"Say something, John." She whispered, not liking how he was looking at her.
A small smirk came across his face as he continued to make his way towards her. There was a shining glint of mischief in his eyes. When he finally reached her, he pulled her close to him and pressed his lips to hers. He had been waiting to do that all night. Ever since she had told him about her past with Ted, he had been feeling a little bit insecure and decided to do anything he can to get her to stay with him. She was the best thing to ever happen to him and he didn't want to lose that. He'd much rather lose his career than her, that's how much she meant to him.
At first, she was taken aback by such force, but she caved right away. There was always something about him that made her want to do whatever he wanted. Keeping the kiss in tact, she started working his shirt off.
"Evie, we really need to talk." John mumbled, breaking the kiss.
"We can talk later." She said, looking up at him with a lustful glint in her eyes. "I want you now." She whispered, working his belt off.
"I'm dirty from my match tonight." He said, pulling her shirt off.
She stood on her tip toes and lightly whispered in his ear, "I like dirty."
An unknown amount of hours later, they lay in bed together, sweaty and tangled in the sheets. Their eyes glued to the ceiling as they tried to catch their breath. When they're breathing evened out, she snuggled into his side.
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Ted angrily watched as John and Evie headed into their hotel room. He hated to think about what could have been going on in the room. The thought sickened him and made him want to throw up. He hated that John had come up to him and told him to forget everything, that everything was over. Who was he to say so? John didn't know anything about him and he sure as didn't know anything about Evie.
Feeling like a complete creep he walked down the hall and into his room, ignoring the sounds coming from Evie and John's room. Now, he really had to throw up. The thought of it grossed him out, but to hear it made him feel even worse. He hated that John's hands were where his hands once were. The guy didn't deserve her. No one would ever love her the way Ted did.
"What's wrong with you?" Cody asked when Ted stormed into the room.
"Nothing." He spat, tossing his bag across the room. "Nothing at all."
Cody rolled his eyes, he knew what this was about. It was always about the same with him these days. Ever since Evie had set foot in the WWE, his friend's world had been thrown upside down. He was sure that her world wasn't any better. Anyway, he was getting off track here. Ever since it became known that John and Evie were an item, Ted had been even more annoyed.
"I'm not buying it." Cody said, putting his magazine aside. "I know it has something to do with Evie, so you might as well spill it."
After he calmed down a bit, he sat down on the other bed in the room. He figured it was time to tell his friend everything. If Evie could do it, then so could he. What difference could it possibly make anyway?
"Well, sit back and relax, Cody, it's going to be a long story." Ted said, before he launched into what happened between him and Evie.
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Hours later, Evie woke up to find that John was still asleep. She had smiled to herself when she realized how lucky she was to have him. He was very much understanding about her past with Ted. Okay, so he talked to Ted about it, but no physical fight or anything broke out, so she knew that all was well.
"What are you smiling about, baby?" John mumbled in his sleep.
"You."
"Me?"
"Yes, you." She laughed. "I'm just very lucky to have you around. I really don't know where I would be had you not shown up to my house a couple of weeks ago."
"It's really nothing." John shrugged. He didn't think of it as much. All he was doing was looking out for his girlfriend. "I was just looking out for you."
"Thank you." She smiled. "Now, all of that side, what did you want to talk about?"
He opened and closed his eyes. It was now or never, he had to tell her. This had been on his mind a lot lately, and even more after she had told about him everything. This was something he wanted to do and something he wanted her to know. Sure, he had planned on doing it in a much better setting and during a much better time, but he had to do it.
"I love you." He quickly said.
Evie's heart jumped out of her chest. She hadn't expected that to happen, nor did she think that he had been feeling the same way as her. She almost couldn't believe that he had said it, it seemed so surreal.
"I love you too." She whispered, kissing him.
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"What are you going to do?" Cody asked when Ted was finished telling him everything.
"What do you mean what am I going to do?" Ted questioned. "There's nothing for me to do. All I can do is continue to be her friend like she wants. Maybe friends is all we're supposed to be. Cena was right, whatever I wanted is dead, gone, and buried."
"That's enough!" Cody shouted. "Everyday I have to listen to you talk about Evie and if you're not talking about her then you're thinking about her or you're mad at her. Jesus Christ, Ted, make up your mind already."
"What?" He asked, clearly surprised by his friend's sudden outburst.
"If you want her, then fight for her!"
"How?"
Cody sat down and thought about it for a while. For the longest time he sat there trying to think of something for Ted to do. Then it hit him. This was a brilliant idea and he wondered why he hadn't thought of it sooner.
"You can make her jealous."
Ted sat back nodding his head. Cody's idea could very well work. He remembered Evie to be jealous when she wanted to be. All he had to was find the perfect person who would be able to get the job done. He really liked the idea and he knew that it would work.
A/N: Sneaky, sneaky Ted. Review!