Disclaimer: I do not own anything. These are just parts of my imagination as a writer.
No one's POV
Maria pressed her back on the door. What has she done? She had a little too much of alcohol indeed. The wall clock displayed 1 am sharp. She tried to walk across the room with wobbly legs. She stumbled and fell to the floor. She took her shoes off and threw it somewhere.
Alcohol is dominating her body now. It is running through her veins. She's clutching her head. It does not hurt but she's feeling dizzy. She crawled and rested her hand on the couch's arm for support. She stood up and dragged herself towards the bed. She threw herself on it.
Wade stood in front of her door. He can't help smiling. His lips were uncontrollable. He started walking down the hallway to the elevator. He's crazy about her.
In a week, he'll start shooting his very first episode on Raw as the leader of the Nexus. It is composed with the NXT rookies that he'd worked with. For now, he's just hanging around. Touring around WWE's shows. Vince gave him the blessing to visit Smackdown for he will be at Raw in a week.
He stepped out of the elevator to his floor and walked down the hall. He unlocked his door and walked inside his very own hotel room. He tossed his jacket over the couch and headed for the bed and decided to end the night.
Maria woke up her head aching. She's grasping the back of her head. She sat up. The wall clock displays 3:15 am. It had only been two hours since she arrived.
She walked to the bathroom and splashed cold water on her face. She looked at her reflection on the mirror above the sink. Her hand resting on the counter.
She's a mess. Her hair is tousled from the make-out session she had. Her lipstick had peeled off. Her make-up is faded. Her eyes have dark circles under it.
"Shit" she mumbled as she scramble out of her clothes. She put on a pair of shorts and a blue tee. She walked out of the bathroom.
Walking barefoot towards the bed, she climbed in. Staring directly on the ceiling, she thought about Wade. She was attracted to him. He was handsome and very mature but she loves John. She shouldn't have done what she did. She would've not done it if John was here. Only, if he was here. But the fact is he's not. She was drunk when she did that. Temptation drove her into it.
She closed her eyes trying to go back to sleep but no matter how she stirred finding a comfortable spot she cannot. She sat up once again and flipped through the channels of the TV but nothing interesting was on. She turned it off. She hugged her knees staring at the blank TV screen.
Maria POV
Okay I admit. I'm guilty. As in damn guilty. Wade keeps coming into my mind. I rested my chin on my knees.
"arrrrgghhhhh" I groaned. I swung my legs over to the side of the bed and pulled a drawer open.
There it is. I bought it a couple of weeks ago and hid it there so that John wouldn't see it. I started using it when I experienced my first depression but stopped for several years. I pulled the pack of cigarettes out and the lighter. I slid the glass door of the balcony and stepped out.
I pulled out a stick then lit it. I inhaled and blew a puff of smoke out. My body went numb all thoughts were erased. Those were the familiar effects that hit me. As I finished the stick, I still feel guilty. I looked at the pack that I was holding. I shook my head and threw it over the balcony and stepped inside. I realized that those cancer sticks only had temporary effects and don't lessen your problems.
John's POV
God, I miss my girl so much. We can still have time together. We really don't occupy the whole week for taping. I wonder what she's doing this very moment.