It was a regular occurrence now that the two were never seen too far apart. It had been months since Jon had joined HWA, and he had been wrestling a lot more frequently. He was due to go on the road with them, and he wanted Kennedy to come along. Unfortunately, due to other things, she wasn't able to.
"I want you to come,' Jon pouted as he looked at her. "I'm gonna miss you."
Kennedy smiled. "It's only for a few weeks, though, right?" Jon smiled. "I'm sure you'll live. I know I might just scrape by.."
It had been three days into the HWA road-trip, and there'd been a new wrestler added to the set. Jon had attempted to stay away from her, because she sounded and looked a lot like trouble. Hellena Heavenly. Like moths to a light, he couldn't stay away – despite the love he had for Kennedy.
"You're cute." Hellena had smiled at him along with a wink. "Come." She invited him to the local strip club along with a few of the other wrestlers. Jon remembered, he had stood there, at the entrance. He just asked for a minute. He thought about things. Was it wrong to go to a strip club with a woman? "What's wrong? Girlfriend holding you back?" Hellena laughed mockingly.
Jon didn't know what happened next, but all he knew was that he had just cheated on Kennedy, and he couldn't take it back. No matter how many beers he drowned, no matter how much he closed his eyes, all he saw was Kennedy's face.
He woke up the day after and Hellena was there, clipping her bra on. He closed his eyes again – pretending that it didn't happen. He heard her heels through the room, then he heard the door close. He wanted to yell, scream. Punch a wall. He wanted to go back in time, but unfortunately for him, there was no rewind button. He went to the show a few hours later, and saw Kennedy's familiar face.
"Jon!" Kennedy smiled as she ran over and embraced him. She instantly pulled away and looked at him suspiciously. Jon had guilt written all over his face, along with sleeplessness.. She grabbed her handbag and turned on her heel and walked away, out of the small hall that was rented. Jon followed her, trying to keep up with her.
"Kennedy, wait-"
"Wait? Wait for what? For you to just admit that you slept with that… old woman? What was it? The fact that I wanted to wait? That I love you enough to make sure it's the right time, and not some drunken moment?" Kennedy screamed in frustration. She felt like her entire body was about to break.
"You love me?" He asked, looking at her. He squatted down to her height, she sat down on the floor next to her car. "You never said that you love-"
"And that's meant to change the fact that you slept with someone else?!" Kennedy was crying, and she couldn't care less about her make up. "I drove all this way to surprise you and actually give it to you tonight, but fuck was I wrong!"
"Calm down Kike-" Jon started. Kennedy walked over to the wall, and punched it, straight with her fist. She let out an ear piercing scream, before clutching her wrist. "Jeez, Kennedy!" He looked at her wrist which didn't look like a wrist anymore. It looked wonky.
"It hurts," She cried as she held it. Hellena walked out, and she almost looked amused.
"Mox, you're needed." She spoke softly and seductively. Kennedy was furious. Jon held her back.
"Tell them I'm taking my girlfriend to the hospital." He looked at her, angrily. The last thing this situation needed was more drama. "I'll be back for the next show tomorrow."
"I'm taking myself!" Kennedy walked towards her car, and tried to open it left-handedly. She looked at the gear-stick, and pouted. She didn't know how she was going to drive one-handed. She put her head on the steering wheel. Jon opened the door, and helped her get out.
He put Kennedy in the passenger side, before getting in the drivers seat himself. "You're an ass." Kennedy mumbled as she held her wrist. "You're an absolute ass."
"I know." Jon mumbled as he tried to figure out where the nearest hospital sign was. "I fucked up big time."
"Yes. Yes you did." Kennedy growled at him. He pulled into the emergency department, and helped her walk in. He filled out the form for her, and they had given her ice until she needed to go in.
Kennedy was slowly beginning to fall asleep – it was taking a while for them to come see her. She began to mumble as she leant against Jon.
"Why did you do it?" She mumbled. Jon let out a deep sigh – why did he do it? He didn't know, let alone he didn't know what he'd tell Kennedy. He had made the biggest mistake of his life – and there was no way Kennedy would forgive him.
"Kennedy Sutherland?" The doctor called. Jon softly shook her and her eyes shot open. She got up, and looked to Jon for guidance. She was afraid, and she didn't attempt to hide it in her face. Jon jumped up with her, and held her OK hand with her into the back.
"Well, you've surely done some damage.." The doctor mumbled as he inspected the damage. "Your knuckles are obviously very cut up, but we're going to cast your wrist once we've done an x-ray. Just stay put and I'll come and get you when they're ready for you." Kennedy nodded as the doctor walked away.
She began to cry. Jon didn't know what to say, or what to do. Jon watched her. Her facial expression hadn't changed – she was still afraid. "I'm not staying around for this." Kennedy forgot that her wrist was damaged, and put some pressure on it and let out a cry. Jon jumped up and sat her back down on the bed.
"You're gonna stay here until you've been cleared." He spoke harshly. "I'm not letting you leave while you're injured. You can't even drive let alone being able to put pressure on it."
"I wouldn't be here if you hadn't of fucking slept with that old bitch." Kennedy growled.
Jon accepted what she said. "I'm sorry."
They arrived back at the arena the next day, and Hellena was there with bells on, along with a smile. She saw Jon and Kennedy both walking together – and Kennedy's arm was in a sling.
"You've got a match tonight," Hellena started when Jon pushed Kennedy forward as he stayed back to speak to Hellena. "Against B-"
"I can read that on the roster out the back. You need to stay away – I've got my girlfriend, and I love her. Sleeping with you was a mistake." He turned and walked away – Kennedy still showing trust issues towards him. He grabbed Kennedy a can of soda from the machine, and opened it for her. She smiled weakly at him.
"I'm sorry I'm such an idiot." Kennedy looked up at him. Jon looked back at her as he was getting changed to his wrestling gear.
"You have nothing to be sorry about, baby." He looked at her. "You didn't fuck up."
He walked over and embraced her softly – but tenderly. He kissed her forehead, before just holding her. Hellena walked past the room – and saw the two. She knew she'd done wrong, but she didn't want to admit it. She had feelings for Jon – and he was a good hearted man.
"I've gotta go wrestle – did you want to come ringside?" Kennedy nodded – Jon handed her a ticket and a wrist band.
"Ace, take her to her seat would you?" Kennedy turned to Jon, and he watched her intently. She had her bag, and followed Ace.
Jon walked back to where he was preparing for his match. His music went through the speakers and he walked out. He looked quickly for Kennedy – but she was no-where to be seen.
He continued to look for her throughout his match, but to no avail. After the match he looked backstage, and she was still out of sight. He attempted to call her – but her phone was turned off. He sighed – maybe she couldn't deal with it after all. Jon began to fret, almost freaking out.
"She's outside," Hellena spoke gently as she walked in. "She's crying." Hellena turned around and walked away.
Jon put on a pair of sweatpants before going out to try and find her. "Kennedy!" He called. She looked up from where she was sitting down. Jon looked down and saw her. Her face was red, her eyes were glazed and red. Jon sighed deeply.
"I don't know what to do, Jon." She sighed. "I love you, but I don't know how to accept the fact that my boyfriend slept with another woman.." Tears began to form in both of their eyes.
"I… I don't think I actually slept with her.." Jon spoke as he bit his finger. "I think it was more just..a hook up."
Kennedy's head snapped up instantly. "So you're telling me that you just casually made out with her, maybe did more?" She shook her head. "That just makes it so much better." She got up and slapped him.
"What more do you want me to say, babe?" He looked at her, upset. "I have no idea what went down. I don't like the fact that I don't know what happened, I don't know where I'm going with you, I don't know where our relationship stands or anything. I'm so fucking scared, Kennedy. I fucked up, I admit that. I would gladly spend the next god knows how long proving to you." Kennedy blinked, but said nothing. "Fuck, Kike. I love you!" He went to punch the wall out of frustration. She grabbed his fist before he hit anything. Kennedy slowly lowered his hand. Jon took her hand and the two walked backstage. Hellena saw the two, and she just ignored them. Jon grabbed his bag, and walked back to Kennedy's car, all in silence.
"She needs gas." Kennedy looked at the dial. "Yep, needs gas." Jon pulled into a gas station, and Kennedy got out to pay for it. She noticed Jon's face change as she paid for the gas. Soon enough, they were back on the road, heading towards his hotel.
Kennedy stood on the balcony while Jon had a shower. She was talking to her sister – the one who she never really understood – but now it all made sense why.
"Eloise, he cheated on me." She sighed. "Most of me wants to forgive him.."
"Then do it." Eloise spoke, gently. Almost too easily. "If you don't you'll resent him, and resenting him will lead to the love becoming lost." There was silence. "You love him, don't you?"
"I do. So much. I don't want to leave him, but at the same time I know that the two of them are going to be working together-"
"Put your foot down and stop it then." Eloise spoke gently. "Remember that it's your relationship – you can call time, or you can keep going. You're not going to trust him straight away, Kenny. You're going to watch him look at another girl and wonder if he's thinking about her sitting on his dick. It's normal. But you need to figure out what's best for you."