This one's a little short, but TRUST ME Ch. 6 is gonna be worth the wait! Coming Wednesday! :)
(Still Miz's POV)
• 20 minutes later •
I leave the Philips Arena and go directly to the hotel right after I collect my things, without a word to anyone else. Still deep in thought. I'm trying to avoid every person right now. Alone time in the WWE is so sacred, this is one of the times I really need it.
Sliding the card key in and opening the door, an air wave of relief hits. There's no one to bother me.
It's Tuesday so that means no show until Saturday night, and the pay-per-view Payback in Chicago on Sunday. Knowing the company, I'll probably be booked for early morning media that day. So that leaves me some time to go home and refresh. Good, I'm excited to see Maryse's face again. The love of my life...right?
I sit on the edge of the bed with my face in my palms. Coming back, I didn't think of being in such emotional conflict at all.
If I could go back in time, I wouldn't have introduced myself to Paige, at least not on the day I came back. But no, Mike is too nice to have a giant ego like that. I don't know if that's a flaw or not. Our meeting would be inevitable though, was falling in love with her inevitable too?
I feel like the next time I talk to her, I wouldn't know to either completely dismiss her or grab her face and kiss her. I'm afraid a part of me would be fine in doing the latter. I haven't had this type of burning in my heart for anyone in forever. The last was when I met Maryse.
And seeing it now, it's weird to compare that I met both of these ladies backstage before a show. I don't know, maybe it's a thing.
Why was it that I was so excited to be back and barely two days in, I just want out? This sucks.
May 29: WWE Performance Center; Orlando, FL
Paige's POV
It's been a few days since the trouble I've thrown myself into has caused my head to go into a whirlwind. Ever since Tuesday night, I've had the opportunity to sort things out. I haven't seen Miz, which is good for the both of us. I'm sure he's thinking himself to death as I am.
The Performance Center has become a safe haven for me, making it a distraction tool. A lot of alone time as well as catching up with everyone from NXT, with no one to know what is going on between The Miz and I.
I continue my workout with fierce determination. My headphones and heavy music block the world out.
• 1 hour later •
As I'm leaving, one of the guys in the front hand me an envelope. He said that these were the plans in the upcoming weeks for me, along with the travel schedule.
I thank him and leave the building. The warm Florida weather is beaming on my skin. Like there's a use to that, I can only get so colored anyway. I get inside my car and open the envelope with anxiety.
A live show on Saturday, Alicia Fox vs myself for the Divas Championship at Payback this Sunday—knew that.
A new rivalry with Alicia Fox and Aksana. Emma and I are tagging for a few weeks then switch into a rivalry before SummerSlam. I'm digging this, a lot. I'm super excited now. These are the exact things I should be focusing on, not some guy.
I say this so easily to myself, but I know it won't be same when I'm actually talking to him. Which I have to, on Saturday and Sunday.
I'm praying that we can resolve all of this.
There's a huge chunk of me that misses him though. His blue eyes, wide smile, protective arms, and the goofiest sense of humor ever. He's been too sweet to me. I can't just let him go, no matter what. The Miz is the kind of person I need in my life because it's been nothing but positivity from the moment we met. He takes the nerves away. I'd be stupid to drop that just because I can't handle rejection. I won't.
I can do this. I'm strong enough.
The heat is getting worse in the car so I decide to leave and head home.
May 29: The Mizanin Home - Los Angeles, CA
Miz's POV
"Babe, what's wrong with you? Last night you didn't want go out and now you won't even leave the bed!"
Maryse is at the door way as I peak through my eyelids. I'm lying comfortably on my side, hugging a pillow tight. I tilt my head towards the clock, it reads 10:43AM.
A groan escapes me,"I'm just...resting."
"This is the most you've ever slept. How did you mess up your sleeping?"
"I'm on the road again..." I manage to say and shut my eyes again.
"Mike, it's only been a week. You've done like 6 months without stopping before. Something's wrong. Did you get sick?"
I can feel her body settle on the edge of the bed. She places the back of her hand on my forehead.
"No...I didn't. I've been thinking a lot."
Damnit, here we go.
"About what babe?"
"Stuff."
"Wow, okay." She playfully pokes at my temple.
"People..."
"Who?"
"You...and another person."
I vowed to never keep anything from her so here's me fulfilling that; the truth is going to hurt. I don't want to open my eyes and watch her reaction.
"Who's the other person?" Her words are methodical and her attitude dropped to a curious low.
I bite my lip, "Paige."
"Paige? As in the new Divas Champion Paige?"
I open my eyes, "Yeah."
"Why would you be thinking about her? Mike, tell me what happened now." She drags the pillow I was hugging and hits my head with it.
"Nothing!" I sit up, a little too quickly. "I introduced myself to her and told her I could become like a mentor since she's still new."
Her face softens as the anger dissipates.
"And I was thinking about what I can teach her next."
"Oh. Well, you made it sound like you guys did something."
That's just half the truth. She doesn't suspect anything out of the ordinary yet. I don't know if I can pull out the other half to her. I probably won't.
"She's so talented, Maryse, you gotta watch her. I'm just trying to make her even better."
"I know, I've seen her wrestle."
"You shouldn't worry about me and her babe. You're the only one I'll ever want." I caress her face and pull her in as I lean in for a kiss.
What number lie is that? I'm losing count and it's killing me inside.
We pull apart and her gentle smile radiates across her face.
One thing I do know, I'll always love my Maryse.
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