Arms of an Angel Chapter 10, a wrestling fanfic

Chapter 10

Jon was with me at the airport. He was holding my hand fiercely not letting go for a minute.

"I want this to work Sam. I will do anything to make this work." he told me for the third time this morning and I believed him. I kissed him gently in front of the security check, the farthest he could come with me.

"I know you will. But I also want you to concentrate on your career. That is the most important thing Jon. This is your one chance. Take it. And promise me to stop drinking. You will trow it away otherwise. You know that."

"I know, I know. I am good Sam, really. I will stay away from alcohol, I promise. I will do it for you and most importantly for myself. But you have to promise me to give this a try. I know you have doubts, but I don't. So give it your best, promise me." He looked at me with such urgency that I could only nod. "I will give it my best Jon."

Security was calling me forward and before I went through the safety gate I turned around, whispering "I love you" and waving again. Then I was gone.

The next weeks were busy for Jon, he was training with Colby and Joe. The Shield was born as to my suggestion and I was so proud to see the guys at Survivor Series slamming Ryback through a table. I was watching it alone in the house I had inherited from my parents when they had died 2 years ago. It was often lonely these days. Only Jon's voice via skype or via telephone cut through the loneliness most days.

The hype the Shield received after Survivor Series was amazing and more everyone had expected. All of a sudden the guys were on the road 5 days a week and I had to cut conversations with Jon down from daily to once every Wednesday. It was straining but he tried so hard. He was looking tired so many times when we skyped but he always stayed on with me for at least on hour, telling me stories from RAW or Smackdown and he was living his dream.

"I just wish you were here to live that dream with me." He told me one time shortly before Christmas. They just had their Pay per View debut and had won.

"I wish for that, too but my life is here." I replied.

When we finished that night I couldn't sleep. I was being unfair to him. He had a life in the USA. I was keeping him from maybe falling in love with another woman. And who was I to do that? I was a nobody. Even my best friend wouldn't believe me when I told her my boyfriend was a famous wrestler. She honestly thought I had made the whole thing up! There was no support on my end of friends for the relationship. Jon had it easier. I talked to Colby a lot, we texted, something Jon didn't do. Colby even had twitter, instagram and tumblr so it was easy to stay connected to him. I even talked to Joe a couple of times and they both told me Jon was being faithful to me, that he talked a lot about me on the road and that he was clearly in love with me. It should have given me hope but it made it all the harder on me.

The Wednesday before the Royal Rumble 2013 I skyped with Jon again. The Shield had no match but would play a little part in the event he told me. Then he looked at me really good and stopped talking. "What is it Sam?"

I sighed. "Jon, I love you. I do but I feel like I am holding you back. I am here in Germany while you are there living your dream. We are worlds apart and it will always be that way. I am stuck here and you are living your dream. I can't hold you back anymore. This doesn't work for me anymore Jon. I'll break up with you." That was the hardest thing I ever had to do and it broke my heart into tiny little pieces. I knew in that moment that I would never love someone as much as I loved Jonathan Good. We were soulmates for fucks sake. But I grew up in a down to earth family. I could never stand beside Jon in the spotlight. I wasn't special that way. I was less than ordinary. An ugly duckling and I don't know what Jon ever saw in me. The business was his for the taking and he had to concentrate on that.

"You're fucking with me Sam? Why are you doing this? I trust you more than anyone else I ever met in my life because you are the fucking real thing for me. You see me! Me damnit! Don't do that to me Sam, don't stab me in the back for trusting you!" He was deadly calm which was never good. And God he was right. One thing he couldn't stand were backstabbers. He trusted such few people and I really was stabbing him in the back. Fuck. Fuck Jon, but I have to do this.

"Colby?" "Hi Sam, what is it?" He sounded happy at first but caught the vibe really quick.

"Wait, I have Joe with me, I put you on speaker. What is up Sam?"

Colby was my friend. Not like with Jon before, never with more feelings than friendship. He was just truly my best bud.

"Guys, I want you to go check on Jon. He will probably punch you both in the face so be careful. I just broke up with him. For real and for good. Colby I will explain it all to you, right now I can't. I will write you an email later. Please please go and check on him now and don't let him throw everything away. Joe? Please be the friend he needs right now. Colby if you need to trash talk me, do it. I understand. Be on HIS side now, ok? Please?" I was crying by now, I was so worried about Jon.

"Sam, you will be my friend always and forever. Joe already left. We will make sure he doesn't do anything stupid. We have his back Sam. Be strong. I'll go now."

Colby hung up and left me a message several hours later saying Jon was ok. He had trashed his room but he calmed down, got an icy look on his face and was calm after that.

I wrote Colby a couple of days later explaining myself. Jon was holding himself pretty good, but I could see the determination in him, like when they attacked Cena after the Rumble. He was not his usual lunatic fringe self but so focused.

I would continue watching every piece of him on TV, sometimes talking to Colby who gave me updates about Jon. He was holding up ok. I was glad.

Me on the other hand, I were miserable but I told myself that I deserved nothing better. I would forever be alone but that was ok as long as the man I loved lived his dream and gave it his all, his attention not half the time on a stupid German girl.

So I tortured myself each week. WM 29 came and went, a huge success for my three friends. After WM I even talked to Jon for 20 seconds when Colby and me talked on facetime. It went something like "Congratulations Jon, you were amazing" from me and a "Thanks darling." from him and then he was gone. He never called me darling and he clearly didn't want to talk to me.

Jon's POV

"What is it Sam?" Jon asked Sam, his girlfriend. She was unusual quiet today. And she was fidgeting with her hands all the time. And then she dropped the bomb.

"Jon, I love you. I do but I feel like I am holding you back. I am here in Germany while you are there living your dream. We are worlds apart and it will always be that way. I am stuck here and you are living your dream. I can't hold you back anymore. This doesn't work for me anymore Jon. I'll break up with you."

What the hell was she saying? Did I hear this right? Was she kidding?

"You're fucking with me Sam? Why are you doing this? I trust you more than anyone else I ever met in my life because you are the fucking real thing for me. You see me! Me damnit! Don't do that to me Sam, don't stab me in the back for trusting you!" Jon was so calm when he said that. And calm with him was never a good thing, because when he was calm it was like with bad weather. Quiet before the storm. Inside he was furious. Furious at Sam for being so damn insecure. For throwing away their relationship.

"I will always be there as a friend if you ever need one Jon. I won't betray your trust. What we had is something I won't share ever with anyone. Good luck Jon, I will always believe in the Shield and in Jon Moxley. Always." And then the window closed. She had ended the call without giving him the oppurtunity to reply. What the fuck? He grabbed the nearest thing he got in his hands. It was the remote and he threw it against the wall, breaking it into a million pieces. Just like his heart.

How could have been so stupid? To trust her like that? To give her his heart? His trust? And look what happened AGAIN to him? He got kicked in the ass, and that's when he swore after the last time that had happened that it wouldn't happen ever again. And that little bi...that girl played him. Kudos to her, he had believed her. Damn him.

He got up throwing his chair to the floor and kicking the waste bin across the room. He was angry. He was furious. But most of all he was heartbroken. His gaze landed on the mini fridge and then there was a knock at the door.

Jon shoved his hand through his hair, exhaled and opened the door to find Joe in front of it.

"Like what you did with the room." The Samoan shoved him aside and entered the room.

"Sure, come in, just wanted to start the pity party." When he went to the fridge and was about to open it Joe's hand landed on his shoulder. "You want to take that hand away Joe, I swear." Jon growled.

"And you don't want to do that Jon. I will knock you out if I have to."

Turning around Jon got in Joe's face. "Oh yeah? Try me Joe, because you don't stand a fucking chance. I faught more hardcore matches than regular matches you have under your belt. I can take a punch from you any damn day." "Really? Want to try it?"

"Hey, hey, guys. Stop." Colby entered the open door, threw it closed and got between the two taller men. "Cool down. This is not a problem between us. Let's not fight, okay? Cool down. Jon, sit on the bed. Joe in the chair." None of them moved. "Like right now. Sit."

Relucantly they both moved.

"Look Jon, I know this is hard. Trust me, I am on your side in this. I understand your anger. And you deserve to be angry. But you will not touch alcohol because of this. Understood? Not because of some chick who broke your heart."

"She isn't a chick, don't talk about her like that, I thought she was your best friend?" Now Jon was pissed at Colby. "She is. But you are my brother. Bro's before whores Jon. Don't hurt yourself or your career because she hurt you. Got it?"

Falling down on his back Jon closed his eyes laying his arm across his eyes. "Yes, got it. And I won't. But can we like watch the RAW rerun or something?"

"Sure." his brothers replied and Colby got on the bed beside him and Joe got comfortable in his chair. "Where is the remote dude?" he asked and Jon laughed softly.

So, Sam got cold feet. Would you have done the same? Or do you hate her now? How can this mess be fixed? Can it at all? We will find out later.

Next chapter is the huuuge flashback chapter to the first meeting of Jon and Sam. Kinda bitter sweet seeing that Sam just broke up with him.