Chapter Ten - Trouble, Trouble.
His lips were hot as fire and his hands roughly cupped my face, he pulled away to study my reaction, I stood hot, sweaty, dumb founded and not knowing what to do next, "Phil… what?" I asked, the kiss still hot on my lips and legs like jelly, "I had to do it. I started to develop feelings for you but I knew you were seeing Barrett plus you and Scott are close like siblings so he is over protective of you." He frowned his eyebrows in frustration and all I wanted to do was kiss away his worries but Wade was in the back of my head. He dropped his hands and slumped back on the picnic table and waited for me. "Phil, I can't do this." I stopped to stifle a cry; my heart felt like it was going to fall out of my butt and my body was numb, "You flip and flop with your emotions and I'm with Wade, I've got to go." My legs were on automatic mode as my fast paced walk broke into a run and then a sprint.
I jumped as I woke up from my dream drenched in a cold sweat I reached out to the empty side of the bed hoping that some how the large Englishman took an earlier flight from Colorado to Raleigh, North Carolina. I rubbed my eyes that were still teary from my recollection, I had tried my best to repress it and I hadn't thought about since the start of my new storyline with Punk, I rolled over to see that it was only 5am in the morning, I guess I better start the day.
"45, 46, 47, 48, 49, 50." I grunted as I dropped to the ground after my last chin up, I rolled into the ring and started to run the ropes, the dream still fresh in my mind, I hit each side harder then the last lost in my anger and frustration. "Whoa, whoa slow down girl." Cried Daniel Bryan as he entered the ring and caught me mid run, "You do know that when its you versus the rope it always wins?" he joked pulling my blood drenched tank top from below my armpit, I gingerly pulled away realizing the pain coming from the rope burn, "What's going on?" called another voice from the other side of the gym, "Bethany just got a little too excited on the ropes." Daniel joked again, a tattooed hand gripped my arm softly as he assessed the damage, Punk chuckled and replied "Good job Australia the ladies in makeup are going to behead you, c'mon I'll fix it up so it doesn't get infected." He led me out of the ring and to a bench grabbing the small first aid kit from his gym bag, "What's wrong and don't you dare say nothing because I know that's bullshit." He dabbed disinfectant on a small cotton ball and tugged on my tank top to indicate he wanted it off, I complied before giving my best smart ass answer of "Nothing." I gave him a cheesy smile before turning my back to him again, "Man you are a bitch. I was going to be gently but now…" he gave my burn a hard dab with the cotton ball, "Ouch!" I said sarcastically through laughter, I missed having a laugh with Punk, for the first time in months it hasn't been awkward, "All done." He padded down a bandage, "Your ready to get back out there and kick some ass!" he handed my back my top but his fingers lingered on my back, almost like he was tracing a invisible pattern, I closed my eyes and enjoyed his touch, "Hey Wade!" called Daniel from the boxing bag, I snapped out of my moment of lust and jumped from my seat and collided with 6'7 frame of the Englishman, he stumbled back but regained his stance by giving me a big hug, his arms were strong around my waist as he pulled me up so our faces were even, "I'm guessing you missed me?" he laughed, "I missed you in my bed this morning that's for sure." I replied with a chuckle and a peck on the lips, he made a deep growl from the base of his throat, "I'm going to work some aggression of in the gym but I will definitely be seeing you lately Bethany." He gave me a quick kiss before setting me down, "Enough of this lovey dovey crap! Do you want to learn that new submission or what Barrett?" called Daniel from the ring, "Yeah, yeah shut your mouth and don't get your knickers in a knot." He retorted before setting his bag down on the fall, "Damn that ass." I joked as I walked him walk away, he stopped and smirked over his shoulder, "I'm seriously going to pretend I didn't hear that." Daniel called out with a roll of his eyes, "Sorry DB!" I yelled as I slung my bag over my shoulder, I passed Punk with his arms crossed and leaning against the wall before I could say goodbye he pulled out his phone and had no interest in talking to be what so ever.
"So how's things with you and Wade?" asked Gemma while she stirred her soy chai latte, we sat outside on a main Street in Raleigh, I sipped my cappuccino, "Good, I mean we are trying to take it slow but its hard since we pretty much live in each others pocket but I really like him." I replied, I ran into Gemma shortly after I left the gym I guess after she ignored my missed calls and text message she thought it would be a good time to catch up, I was on my best behaviour and trying to be civil. "So it weird that you and Wade don't share a room, I mean, Antonio and I have shared one for a few months." She typed into her phone and waited for my reply, Well because I don't jump from bed to bed so easily, my patients was wearing thing as I thought of the nicest way to reply, "It just easier for the moment since he travels with both brands and it gives us a chance to do stuff apart we have been only dating for a few months." I smiled trying my best not to frown, "Antonio and I just cant be apart, he can't keep his hands of me!" she joked with a high pitched laugh, Gross. "He bought me this great handbag." She pulled up a gorgeous large light brown YSL handbag; I'm thinking that's one or two months rent… maybe three. "Anyways WWE have given me the all go to do the March cover of Playboy, its like all my dreams are coming true." She gushed and took another sip of latte." I have no patience left.
I slammed the hotel room door and rested my head against the door repeatedly hitting my head softly against the wooden door, another person to cross of the friends list, I swear if I heard another thing about Playboy magazine or her upcoming Divas shoot I was ready to walk out onto the busy street and play in traffic. "Love what's going on?" asked Wade appearing in the small hallway of my hotel room, "Gemma has changed a lot." I dropped my bag and laid back on the large bed, "She was always all about wrestling and that's why we got along so well the majority of the FCW were aspiring models or glamour models looking for more expose. She's turned into the people we hated." I sighed and sat up on my elbows, "Wait hold on. How did I not notice your shirt off?" I laughed and the anger disappeared, Wade laughed and crossed his arms over his broad naked chest, he stood in a pair of soccer shorts and a smile, "I'm not sure, but your are now, c'mon I'll give you a massage." I turned my back as he sat behind me, his large hands started to softly massage my tight shoulders, I moan "If you start to suck at wrestling I will hire you to be my personal masseur." He laughed and replied "Deal but it better but sexy massages as well?" "Sexy massages what are you nine?" he laughed again, "Which would make me still older then you." He moved his massage down to my shoulder blades, "I will give you some advice, when you get a little bit older and gain a bit more experience people will get some priorities in order and they will change." I stiffened up again and turned to him, "Wait hold on are you calling me immature?" I asked as I furrowed my brow at him, "Not in that sense but you will see how people change." I moved back showing him that I was a bit annoyed "You still see me as a child?" I asked again crossing my arms across my chest, "No you don't understand." I stood up now really annoyed, "Well it seems that I don't understand a lot of things now." I grabbed my bag from the floor, "Don't you see your acting immature now!" he exclaimed throwing his hands in the air, "Well do you blame me? When someone that you that you don't understand and pretty much implies your naïve you get a but ticked off." I threw the door open and proceeded outside, "Bethany where are you going?" he asked running to the door frame and poking his head out the door while I thumped down the hallway to the lift, "For a walk and I honestly do no5 give a fuck if you're here or not when or if I return." I snarled over my shoulder and giving the lift buttons a hard punch breaking the skin on my knuckles.