I managed to get to sleep about 2am, but I woke up hours later tossing and turning while having a nightmare. I jolt up breathing heavy, and emotion comes over me suddenly. I put my face in my hands and sit there for a while, before deciding to get up carefully to not wake up a still sleeping Alex. I grab a hoodie from my bag and slip it on along with slippers and head outside onto the balcony for some air, not caring if it's cold or not. I stand out there for a while, just watching the cars go by and whatnot. I'm too wrapped up in my thoughts, that I didn't hear the door open and close or notice Alex standing next to me. He moves over and slides his arms around me, burying his face in my neck.
"What're you doing out here?" He mumbles.
"I had to get some air."
"You okay?"
I shrug.
"You can tell me..."
"Nightmares." I sigh.
"I wish I could just make them not happen for you, I really do."
"I know you do. I appreciate the thought."
"It's what I'm here for. Now you should come back inside before you catch a cold in this weather. It's not exactly Florida or California weather out here."
"Alright." I let him pull me back inside.
"I'm sure you're still tired.."
"Yeah, I really didn't get to sleep until 2am."
"Come on, back to bed." He says.
"I can't guarantee I'll sleep peacefully."
"I know but you should try." He says, kissing the top of my head.
"I'll will, I'll try." I nod, climbing back into the bed.
Alex climbs in and wraps me in his arms. I try going back to sleep, several times but images just flowed through my mind which caused me to stay awake while laying there, and Alex went back to sleep. I lay there, occasionally drifting off for a but, only to get woken up again. I sigh, and hide my face in the pillow ignoring all surroundings. A few hours later, I did notice Alex get up to get changed for the day but I stayed in bed. Obviously by this time Aly and Mike are up and she sends me a text asking me how I was feeling today. I just looked at my phone and didn't answer...putting back down on the side table. Alex sits beside me.
"Come on, time to get up."
I just shake my head and shift to my other side, looking towards the door, my back to him.
"Carly..." He sighs.
I want to answer him, but I choose not to and continue staring off into space. He rolls me back over.
"I'm not letting you do this." He says firmly.
"Out of bed. Let's go."
"...fine..." I mumble, getting up and going over to my bag, grabbing just any old thing to change into.
"We're going to breakfast." Alex says when I come out.
I nod faintly, before following him out the door and staying mostly silent the whole time. He hugs me to his side as we walk, watching me with a frown. Meanwhile back in Mike and Aly's room, she's sitting on the bed waiting for me to respond to the text, but I never do. She sits crosslegged on the bed, watching her phone while biting her lip and twisting her rings. A half hour passes and still no response.
"Mike?"
"Yeah?"
"I'm worried...really worried." She looks up with watery eyes.
"What's wrong? She still hasn't answered?"
"No.."
"Okay okay calm down. We'll go in there and see if she's alright."
"...okay..."
She and Mike go over to the door and knock first as always. There's no answer, so she slowly opens the door. They look in to see no one in the room, but they do notice that I had left my phone on the side table.
"See, there's why she hasn't answered you." Mike says, motioning to my phone and she sighs in relief.
"But I think we should call DC and just make sure she's alright."
"Alright." Mike concedes as they shut the door.
She shoots off a text to Alex, asking about me. He answers back 'I don't know to be honest...she's barely talking to me right now'.
"She's not talking." She bites her lip.
"Mike, this is how it gets bad..."
"I know." He says, looking worried.
Her eyes start to mist up again.
"I don't want to see her like that again." She whispers.
"Neither do I." He says, hugging her tightly and she buries her face in his chest.
"It's probably going to take Alex some time to get her out of this. A little later than we expected."
She nods a little.
"We just have to hope he does."
Then a little while later, they hear the door to me and Alex's room shut, and him telling me to talk to him.
"Carly I hate seeing you like this..." Alex sighs.
"Please talk to me."
It just breaks my heart to hear the sadness in his voice, and it takes me everything to keep from tearing up.
"It...it hurts me...to hear you...talk in that tone." I say quietly.
"Well it hurts me to see you like this." Alex reaches for me.
"Blame John for it..."
"Oh I do and believe me, I'll be having a...chat...with him later. My first priority is you."
"I'll get better, I'm fine. I started talking to you didn't I? That's a start."
"It is." He agrees, bringing me close to him and kissing my forehead.
"Because of the nightmares I can't shake what happened last night. It's like my mind doesn't want to forget it happened."
"I know but you shouldn't worry so badly about this. I'll find my way back onto the show
somehow and everything will get better."
"I know, but you know I can't help it. The only thing I'm worried about is you getting sent back to FCW, and then I won't be seeing you for a while until you come back."
"I know babe. But we'd talk on the phone and skype and I'd visit as much as possible. You won't be alone either, Mike and Windy will still be here."
"I know. Damn Creative and their bright ideas."
"Yeah."
"We need a new creative team."
"Yes we do." Alex agrees.
"If I wasn't working as part of the roster, I'd sign right up for the creative team...I'd be coming
up with better ideas than any of them." I laugh.
"I bet you would." Alex chuckles.
"First order of business, make it so that you don't get beat up all the time. Because that makes you look bad."
He shrugs.
"Nothing we can do about it now...but you're right I shouldn't beat myself up over this."
"Exactly." Alex nods, squeezing me gently and kissing my cheek.
"I'm sure Mike and Aly are worried about me, especially Aly since I never answered her text. I'm gonna go check on her, make sure she's okay."
"Good idea."
I get up and walk over to the connecting door, and open it slightly, poking my head in.
"Hey."
Mike looks up and sighs in relief. Aly's got her face buried in his neck and her arms around his chest. I open the door more and walk inside.
"Hey..." I trail off, putting a hand on her shoulder.
She pulls away from his neck and wipes her face before looking up and finding me there. She immediately takes her arms from around Mike and hug me.
"I'm okay, sorry for not answering you earlier."
"Its okay but you had me, well both of us, really worried."
"I'm sorry for making you worry."
"I probably would have been the same if the situations were reversed so I can understand."
She shrugs as she pulls away.
"Right, well I'm better now. Well besides the images running through my mind from last night. Other than that, I'll be okay."
"Good."
"I honestly thought you would end up like you did all those years ago though." She adds.
"It was close but Alex got me out of it." I say.
"If anyone could, he's the one for sure." She laughs lightly.
I smile and agree, Mike sits up behind her.
"We're glad you're okay." He says.
Aly scooches back so that Mike can hug you. I smile as he hugs me.
"What you were doing last night was pretty funny. Tweeting from ringside and all that, I'm sure all the fans went nuts."
"Yeah." He laughs.
"Thought you said you wouldn't interfere in the match...sneaky." I laugh.
"I'm always sneaky." He shrugs.
"Yes he is." Aly agrees.
"You and Alex share that trait all too well with each other."
"I bet." Aly laughs.
Then Alex pokes his head in.
"Everything alright?"
"Yeah." We all chorus.
"Good, now I'd like to take her back now if you don't mind." He says walking in and wrapping his arms around me.
"Go ahead." Aly giggles as he scoops me up.
He walks through the open doorway, and I wave bye as he shuts the door. She lets out a sigh and lays back against Mike.
"You okay?"
"I'm fine, just relieved that's all."
"You and I both." He agrees.
She shifts and scooches on top of him, laying in what has become one of her favorite cuddling spots.
"This has become one of your favorite spots to lay hasn't it?"
"Uh-huh."
"So what do you want to do? Just lay here all day?"
"Up to you, I don't really care."
"Well I am comfortable..." He trails off.
"Okay." She shrugs a little.
"Maybe in an hour or so we can go do something."
"Sure." She agrees, her braid falling over her shoulder as she moves slightly.
He touches the braid, and studies it for a bit.
"No, I want this down." He says, starting to undo it.
"Heyyy..." She laughs a little.
"I don't want this up, I want it down." He chuckles.
"It takes a while to get my hair in a braid that nice and you just undid all that work."
"But I like your hair when it's down."
"...you're lucky I love you."
"And I love you too." He says, kissing her quickly.
She sits up a little and shakes her hair out before laying back down.
"You know, we've been married for about a month. Time flies."
"That it does, too fast at times."
"Soon I'll be able to take this brace off and get back in the ring."
"And I know you can't wait for that."
"Yeah." She nods.
"But this past month has definately been enjoyable even if I've been injured.
"Especially since you got rid of the crutches."
"Right. Those things were a pain in the ass."
"They looked like they were."
"They were. Like I said before, the worst part was not being able to hold hands and things
with you while I was on them."
"But now we can." He smiles.
She smiles up at him and kisses his jaw.
"Exactly."
"You have no idea how happy that made me, when you didn't need them anymore."
"About as happy as I was." She giggles.
"Maybe a little happier."
"Oh really?"
"Really."
"Why?"
"Well for one thing, I love you. And two, there are things I can do again, that I couldn't do
while you were on the crutches."
"...like?"
"Well I'd show you but, we're laying down on the bed."
"Ooooookay."
"But let's see if you can guess. What's one thing I do out of nowhere that requires standing
up?"
"Pinning me to walls."
"Exactly that." He smiles.
She gives him an amused look and shakes her head.
"You know you love it."
"Maybe."
"Oh no, I know for a fact that you do."
"Oh really."
"Really."
"And how do you know that hmm?" She shifts to hover over him, her hair falling around them.
"Well let's see, your hands sometimes go right to my hair. That's one way I know."
"And?"
"And, if I don't move closer myself, you do it for me."
"Anything else?"
"That's all I can think of right now."
"Okay smarty."
"If anyone is smarty, it's you."
"Me? Smarty?"
"Yes you."
"Noooo..."
"Yesssss..."
"Prove it." She laughs.
"I don't think I can..."
"Exactly so hah."
"I'll be able to prove it...someday."
She just laughs and sees him eyeing her neck.
"Uh-uh...I see that look. Don't even."
"What?"
"That's the piranha look."
"No it's not."
"Then what is it hmm?"
"Uh..." He trails off, thinking of an answer.
"That's what I thought. Its the piranha look."
"Okay so you got me...but we don't have any shows tonight..."
"...I suppose..."
"Yes." He cheers.
She can't help but laugh.
"Goofball."
"Your goofball."
"Yes, my goofball." She agrees and giggles, rubbing her nose against his.
"But since you're in the mood to be a piranha, you should do so before I change my mind."
Of course as soon as she says that, she ends up pinned to the mattress with a smirking Mike hovering over her.
"Somebody moves quickly."
"Don't want you changing your mind do we?"
"Of course not..."
"Good" He says, then kisses her lips before moving down to her neck.
She bites her lip and reaches up to grip his sides.
"Oh, before I continue...I will keep them coverable." He says, stopping briefly.
She gives a giggle. He smirks, then continues and moves to different spots on her neck once he was done with the previous one. She resumes biting her lip to keep from making noise. He knows she's resisting from making any noise, so he does it even more.
"Evil." She mumbles as best she can while chewing on her lip.
"Love you too." He mumbles against her skin.
He continues and she manages to stay quiet until he hits a particularly sensitive spot, causing her to let out an involuntary moan. He lifts his head up for a brief moment, and he raises an eyebrow while smirking. She turns red.
"What was that?" He teases.
"...shut up..."
"That's a new reaction."
She swats at him, her face still red.
"Well I know where I'm going for now on, when I go piranha on you."
She swats at him again.
"Okay okay I'll stop." He chuckles.
"...hmph..."
"Oh, what's wrong?"
She shakes her head and draws him back down. It seems like he's going to go for her neck
again, but her moves and goes for her lips instead. She slides her hands up his chest and over his shoulders, returning the kiss. After a while he pulls away and leans his forehead against hers.
"Don't want to get too carried away."
"Not like it totally matters but okay."
"Well don't want to get too carried away right at this moment in time anyway."
"If you say so."
"Are you saying you want to get carried away?"
"I don't know, am I?" She says, trying not to laugh.
"The tone of your voice says you do."
"Okay." She giggles.
"But you said no." She adds, shrugging.
"I know, I was just checking."
She shrugs again.
"Maybe some other time..."
"If you say so."
"I think I put you through enough torture for now anyway." He says, rolling over into his spot on the bed.
"Probably true." She says, sitting up and fixing her shirt and hair.
Meanwhile back in me and Alex's room, he's sitting on the bed with me sitting on his lap.
"You know, I was fully capable of walking back in here with you myself."
"You enjoyed it."
"Did I now?"
"Yes" He nods.
"Hmmm, I don't know about that..." I tease.
"Do I have to convince you?"
"Is that a challenge?"
"Maybe."
"Hmm, have on with the convincing then."
Alex kisses my lips and then trails kisses over behind my ear before dipping down to my neck.
"Oh, not that..."
"They'll be coverable." He mumbles.
"They better be."
He chuckles against my skin and goes to work.
"You're evil, you know that right?"
"Uh-huh." He smirks against my neck.
I start looking around the room, trying to act as calm as can be, but of course the trying fails me. Alex chuckles.
"What's so funny?"
"You."
"And why am I funny?"
"You're trying to be calm and its failing."
"And how do you know it's failing?"
"I can see through you." He chuckles.
"You're not even looking at my face, how can you tell?"
"I just can." He says before returning to what he was doing.
"Uh-huh..." I trail off, then start chewing my lip.
He moves to another spot and works on that one. That spot ended up being a very sensitive spot, and I knew so I tried everything to stop him.
"Uh...I think you proved your point. You can stop now."
"Why? I'm having fun."
"But you proved your point..."
"I'm not done though..."
"What if I say you are?"
Alex then narrows his eyes.
"I think somebody;s being sneaky."
"Who me? Noooo..."
"Uh-huh..." He goes back to that spot again.
"Wait...uh...I need my phone."
"No you don't."
"Yes I do."
"What for?"
"Um..."
"Is there something you're not telling me?"
"No..."
"Then let me finish."
He moves back to the spot, and I start biting the nail of my thumb getting concerned that I may make a reaction that I don't want him to see or hear. He looks at me warily for a second before going to work on the spot. And just like Aly, I had let out an involuntary moan. But immediately after I had covered my mouth with my free hand, and start looking around the room like nothing happened. He pulls back and looks at me, trying not to laugh.
"What was that?"
I just shake my head back and forth, my mouth still covered.
"That was you..." He starts to chuckle.
"...shut up..."
He laughs and kisses my cheek.
"I think your point is proven." I say, my face red.
"Yeah."
"Good. Why are you smirking?"
"Because I made you do that and made you blush." Alex says, still smirking.
"Well quit." I say, swatting at him.
He just laughs.
"I love you." He grins.
"Love you too."
After a while, we hear knocking on the door and the sound of John's voice telling me that he wants to talk to me about last night. Alex picks me up and sets me on the bed.
"I'll talk to him, you stay here."
"Don't get hurt." I say.
"I won't, promise."
Alex steps out into the hall and closes the door behind him."
"John..." Alex addresses him.
"Alex. Can I talk to Carly?"
"I don't think that's a good idea."
"I need to talk to her."
"No you don't. You've done enough damage already."
"She couldn't sleep last night, didn't get to sleep until about 2am. Even after that, she had nightmares that kept her up all night. That doesn't even compare to what she went through this morning."
"You're lucky I was able to bring her out of it Cena. If I hadn't, you wouldn't be standing here
right now."
"Bring her out of what?"
"Her depression. She didn't want to get up this morning, let alone talk to me."
John winces.
"Not to mention Mike and Windy were worried about her, because she wasn't talking. She's gone through this before, I got a bit of what it was turning into today. So yeah, talking to her would not be the best idea right now."
"I wouldn't recommend sticking around either because if Windy finds out you're out here, she'll probably come after you." Alex adds.
"Right, um...well tell her that when she's ready to talk to me...to just send me a text or something. I know I have a lot of explaining to do..."
"Whatever." Alex says before going back into the room.
He sits back down on the edge of the bed, and I notice the annoyed look on his face.
"What did he say?" I ask carefully.
"He didn't say much because I wouldn't really let him. Told him that Windy would come after
him if she found out he was here. He said that when you're ready to talk to him to just text him or something because he knows he has a lot of explaining to do."
"Damn right he does."
"I just don't want you to get all depressed again if you talk to him..."
"I won't but thank you for the concern." I kiss his cheek.
"Now, you're the one that needs to calm down. I can see the annoyed look on your face."
He grumbles and I kiss him. I pull back.
"Annoyed now?"
"...no..."
"Good." I smile.
He leans his head against mine.
"I love you."
"I love you too."