Chapter 20

"Jon, hurry up we have to be at the airport in an hour to make our flight!"

"Chill your panties, woman!"

Jecina rolled her eyes, continuing to fold clothes and put them in their individual suitcases. It was hard to believe Monday had already arrived and, surprisingly, they didn't leave Pensacola. Mainly because Jecina refused to leave Lilianna behind. The woman was in no condition to go anywhere, so she stayed in the hotel Jecina used briefly while having her freak out. However, after having a few days of solitude and crying, Lilianna was ready to put Roman Reigns behind her and get back to work. Wrestling was still her passion and what she loved to do in life. She had called Stephanie to explain what happened, asking for a renewed contract and the woman was only too happy to oblige. Jecina was extremely happy to hear that and knew, somehow, her best friend would be alright. She would survive this breakup just like the last one and come out stronger than ever. Lilianna was forged out of iron; nothing and nobody would break her.

Just as she zipped up Jon's suitcase, he finally emerged out of the bathroom freshly showered and clean shaven. Jecina had showered earlier, adamant about taking separate ones or else they would've gotten carried away and missed the plane. That didn't stop Jon from trying to coerce her into taking a shower with him and Jecina had to fight with every ounce of resolve in her body not to take him up on his offer. The man was delectable and she'd never get enough of him, but…it was time to go back on the road and business had to come before pleasure. Jon smirked, sauntering over to stand behind her and slid his nose across the side of her neck right over her pulse point, his hands planting on her jean covered backside. Before they went to the arena, she would change into proper work attire, but until then Jecina wanted to be comfortable during the plane ride.

"You really have a fetish with my ass."

"Precious, I have a fetish with your everything." Jon retorted, moving from one side of her neck to the other and wondered how long she'd be able to resist him.

Jecina shook her head, turning around to look up in his eyes and accepted a sensual slow kiss. "As much as I've enjoyed and loved being locked in this room with you for the past couple days, it's time to get back to reality." She smacked his jean covered backside with authority and extracted herself from his arms, pulling her suitcase off the bed. "Now stop fooling around. We have to pick Lilianna up or did you forget?"

"You're no fun." Jon grumbled, pouting and smacked her backside, squeezing it again. "Mmm so firm…"

She slapped his hand away, growing frustrated at his antics. "Moxley, get out the door NOW." Why was she the only one worried about catching their flight? There was no way they could drive and make it to the destination in time.

Chuckling, Jon draped an arm around her shoulders and took her suitcase along with his own, carrying them both while walking with her down to the lobby to checkout. "Sorry precious, I'll behave." For now, he added in thought, wondering if she'd be willing to join the mile-high club today.

"Uh-huh, sure you will." Jecina leaned against him, feeling at ease and happier than she could ever remember. It scared her because, at any second, the bubble could burst between them.

Especially since she hadn't told him the truth about her hesitation to live together.

"Thank you for picking me up."

Lilianna slid in the backseat with her own suitcase in hand, having gone shopping down the street from the hotel to grab a couple things. She'd already set up movers to go to Roman's house to grab her items and sent Roman one text to warn him it would happen. Naturally, his mother would be there to make sure the movers didn't take anything that wasn't hers. When Roman texted her that, Lilianna didn't bother responding and continued her cryfest, her heart breaking all over again. It was over; it was really over between them. 2 years down the drain…Lilianna hated herself for falling for another wrestler and putting herself in this predicament again. She had nobody to blame except herself for putting her heart in another wrestler's hands.

"Not a problem, sweetie. How are you feeling?" Jecina asked, sitting in the passenger seat while Jon drove.

"I'm alive, can't say much more than that." Lilianna replied softly, wearing black sunglasses since her eyes were still slightly swollen from crying. "I'll be okay though. One day at a time."

Jecina smiled, reaching back to pat her friend's knee in silent agreement. "I'll help you anyway I can. You know I'm here for you." She felt Jon take her hand to lace their fingers together and smiled, knowing he would offer any kind of support as well.

The bright blue haired beauty had grown on Jon ever since they'd been in Pensacola. He STILL couldn't believe she made him one of Roman's groomsmen for their wedding…or what was supposed to be their wedding. Never admitting this to her face, Jon was glad Lilianna left the Samoan idiot. He wasn't the greatest person on the planet and had done some despicable things in life, but the one thing he never did was suck his mother's tits and have his head shoved up her backside. Even he knew, in his black heart, the woman deserved better than that. Besides, he didn't like the Samoan and never had, always getting a weird vibe from him and so did the rest of the WWE fans, which is why they booed him on a daily and nightly basis. They knew the same thing he did; Roman was not a good man and, if Jon ever got the opportunity, he would show the idiot what a real man looked like that in the ring by destroying him.

The rest of the drive to the airport was made in silence, each individual in their own thoughts. Jecina was worried about deterring Jon from looking for a place together so quickly. Lilianna had vengeance on the brain, wanting to tear through the women's division and felt sorry for anyone that got in her way. Jon just wanted to get back to some speck of normalcy in life now that WrestleMania and the European tour was behind them. This was always a tumultuous time in WWE since WrestleMania was the biggest show of the year – their Super Bowl and World Series. Everyone loved the chaos, but it was nice to have 5 straight days off, which only happened twice a year in the company, if they were lucky.

Pulling up to the airport, Jon parked the car and stepped out, taking both his and Jecina's luggage before she could reach for hers. He would've offered to take Lilianna's, but the way the woman looked, he didn't want his head chewed off. Leaving her alone was the best option. After getting through security, they headed for the terminal that would have the plane to fly them to St. Louis, Missouri for Raw. Jon groaned upon arrival, staring at his brother and his Samoan idiot friend. This would not go over well with Lilianna, both thinking the same thing as Jecina shared a worried look with Jon.

Dean gritted his teeth, not believing how cozy Jecina and Moxley looked together and wondered when they solved the issues between them. He thought for sure planting the seed of doubt in Jon's mind about Jecina not living with him would've created some sort of disarray in their relationship. Apparently not. He clamped a hand on Roman's shoulder, seeing the big man rise to his feet and sighed when he merely brushed it off. Of course he'd told Roman what happened with Lilianna, knowing the big man still loved her. They would resolve their differences and the wedding would be back on. Both had to swallow their pride and accept the other for who they were, including how close Roman was with his family – more importantly – his mother.

"Damn it…" Jecina whispered, seeing Roman making a beeline for Lilianna and blinked when Jon stepped in his way, pushing him back.

"Not so fast, idiot." Jon squared his shoulders, standing just an inch taller than the Samoan and felt Jecina at his side with her hand on his arm. "Leave her alone."

Roman snorted, rolling his eyes. "Get the hell out of my way, boy. Don't make a scene now. I just wanna talk to her."

"She doesn't want to talk to you, Roman." Jecina spoke up, looking into the big man's stormy greys and left Jon's side to join her best friend, who had her back to all of them. "I mean it, you've done enough damage."

"I don't care. I wanna make sure she's okay and if your boy don't get outta my way, we're gonna miss our flight because his head is gonna be through that wall." Roman threatened, not in the mood for this and tried to walk around Jon, but the man simply moved in front of him again.

Now Dean had joined the fray. "Bro, I don't think now is the time to talk to her." He didn't want a fight breaking out between his best friend and brother at the airport. "Come on, this won't look good to the company if you start breaking skulls."

Roman was steadfast, trying to push past Jon and had to give the man credit, he was stronger than he looked. Just like Dean. "Lilianna, stop this nonsense and talk to me, damn it!" He growled, nostrils flaring and his thick black brows dropped, which was never a good sign. "LILIANNA!"

Fed up with the bickering and his antics, Lilianna slipped the black shades from her eyes and turned to stare at him coldly. "What the fuck do you want, Reigns?" Her voice was pure ice, not an ounce of life or love in her eyes. Just pure barely contained rage.

That look and tone made Roman take a step back, his own eyes softening. "Baby girl…"

"Don't call me that. I'm not your baby girl anymore." Lilianna ordered, folding her arms in front of her chest and stepped up to him. "So what you gotta say, huh? What the fuck could you possibly have to say to me that will mean a damn? I got news for you, asshole, NOTHING. There's nothing you can say and do to fix this. What's done is done and we're through. And threatening my friends like this is really childish of you, but I'm not surprised since you can't get off your momma's tit for 2.5 seconds to plan a wedding with the woman you supposedly love!"

"Shit." Dean had to stop Roman from going near Lilianna, pushing his hands against the man's massive chest and shot a look at Jecina that told her to take control of her friend. "Roman – Roman come on, man. Let's go sit down and wait for the plane. You can't resolve this here…"

A callous smirk curved Lilianna's lips, the first sign of any kind of smile she'd given since breaking things off with Roman. "Keep sucking the titties, Roman. You're never gonna have a wife that'll put up with that momma's boy shit. I did for 2 years and I regret every single second of it. I should've saw the signs, but love blinds you. After being away from you for the past couple days, I have seen the light and now I know what kind of man you really are, which isn't one. You're nothing more than a boy. Until you man up and stop letting your momma run your life, you'll never achieve man status. So get to steppin', BOY, and stop making a spectacle of yourself. Better yet, why don't you suck Dean's dick while you're at it since you two are so chummy?"

"Wow…"

Lilianna's New York temper had flared and Jon didn't bother holding back his laughter, having to lean against the wall for leverage so he didn't fall over. Jecina shot him a warning look to clamp up, but Jon couldn't help it. The way this small woman had just cut this Samoan monster down to size was brilliant. He wished he'd pulled his camera out to film the tongue lashing so he could re-watch it later in private. The big man looked ready to blow up with how red his face had gotten and his fists were clenched so tightly at his sides, they were turning ghostly white.

"Enough Lilianna!" Dean growled, waiting for the steam to roll out of Roman's ears from the way she'd spoken about his mother. "Jecina, tell her to stop before something bad happens. Please darlin', it's the least you can do after what I did for you and that bitch the other night!"

The laughter instantly stopped. "What do you mean what you did for her the other night?" Now Jon's electric blues were fastened on his woman, who had a look of shock on her face. "What the fuck is going on, Jina? What do you mean he helped you?" Any alone time spent with Dean wasn't acceptable because Jon knew how his twin still felt about her. "WELL?"

"You son of a bitch…" Jecina whispered, looking away from both twins and folded her arms in front of her chest, cursing herself out mentally. She'd forgotten all about what Dean did for Lilianna once her and Jon reconciled. "I was going to tell you…"

"Oh really? When?" Jon demanded, his temper up and felt the overwhelming urge to punch his brother in the mouth. "So now we're hiding things from each other, huh? What the fuck happened, Jecina? I wanna know everything NOW."

Lilianna stopped Jecina from speaking, holding her hand up and glared at Moxley venomously. "You wanna know what happened, asswipe? Your woman was so freaked out by what you said to her, she had to run away from you. And then she found out what happened between me and asshole over there, so she called his prick friend to come find me. You don't know the streets of Pensacola the way your brother does, Moxley. Hate to break that to you, but it's the truth. And even if you did, she wasn't gonna ask for your help because you were on the outs. They found me parked on the side of the damn road, passed out because I'd exhausted myself so much from crying. I could've wrecked the car if I hadn't pulled over. That's how much pain that asshole put me through! So yes, she called your brother to help find me and then he carried me up to the room Jecina had, the one I took over after she went back to your stupid ass, and that's IT. She told me everything and, before you get your panties in a damn twist, she was more concerned about making things right with you after the bombshells you dropped on her. She loves you, she puts you first, no matter what, like a good boyfriend and girlfriend is supposed to do. And, correct me if I'm wrong, but you're not her keeper either, so she can hang out with whoever the fuck she wants anytime she wants. She doesn't have to stay away from someone simply because you order it, Moxley. That about cover it? Got anything to say to that?"

"Flight 302 to St. Louis, Missouri now boarding!" The announcement blared through the speakers.

"Come on Jeci, we have a flight to catch. Fuck men!" Lilianna took her best friend's hand and guided her through the terminal, leaving Roman, Dean and Jon standing there staring after them.

All Jecina could do was follow, too shocked to say much of anything after Lilianna's verbal castration.