"Jon! Jon, calm down!" I yell at Jon. The place was turning into a mess all because of him, and no one even knew why.
He had just flipped over a table with cardboard boxes on top of it.
"Jon!" I scream.
He stops and turns around, looking down at me.
"What is wrong with you?! You're tearing the whole place apart!" I yell. Jon smirks at me. "Stop." I tell him. His smirk is instantly wiped off of his face.
I put a hand on his arm. He looks down where my hand is. I begin to talk. "Jon, you need to stop. You're going to get in trouble for this."
He makes eye contact with me and says, "I don't care."
"Well you should. You're gonna loose your job one day because of something like this." I tell him. He says nothing, so I continue. "Why are you even acting like this? Tell me."
"If only you knew." He says in a low tone.
We both hear a voice screeching Jon's name, and we both look for the source.
And of course, it had to be Renee fucking Young. She looks at us and frantically waves. I turn my head the other way around and roll my eyes. Jon catches sight of me doing this and chuckles. I turn my head back to Renee who is now standing right next to Jon. Her eyes are on my hand that is currently on Jon's arm. I decide to not take it off, just to annoy her.
"Well, Jon, are you okay?" She asks him, looking up at him. He slowly shakes his head.
"Aww, my poor baby." She says. She wraps both arms around his waist and leads him away from me. My hand falls down to my side as I watch Jon and Renee walk away from me.
Renee turns her head to look back at me when Jon is not paying attention and she glares at me, shaking her head.
Is that supposed to scare me?
I do the unthinkable and give her a middle finger and smirk at her. Her mouth forms into an "O" shape and she turns her head. She walks quicker.
Score for Kathryn.
I smile to myself.
"That was a good one." I hear a deep voice say from behind me. I turn around and look at Randy Orton. I smile up at the tall 6'5" man. "Hey, Randy."
"Hey, cutie." He says. Cutie? "I'm guessing you don't like Renee that much?" He asks, raising an eyebrow.
"Nope." I simply respond. He chuckles.
"Yeah, I'm not gonna lie. She is a bitch." He says. I laugh and high five him.
"Well, I'll see you around, Kathryn." He says, ruffling my hair. I blush a tiny bit. I mean, who wouldn't?
"See ya, Randy." I say.
We both walk away from each other. I go to the Locker Room and pack my stuff up. I'd love to say for a while longer, but I really didn't feel like. A lot has happened tonight and all I wanna do is get some sleep.
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Once I go to the hotel, I change into some pajamas and sit on my bed, turning on the TV to watch some old episodes of Ghost Adventures.
Zak Bagans, a hot, muscular man. I'd love to be with him if I had the chance . . . which will quite possibly never happen.
I wonder if he watches WWE. And if he does, does he watch me?
Kathryn, quit it, you asshole.
I sigh.
I still can't stop thinking about what had happened earlier with Jon.
Why did he start getting angry? Why wasn't he telling me why he was like this?
He was happy until . . .
Until . . .
Until Nick came and kissed me. Yeah, that's it. That's when Jon stormed off.
But why would he be angry? He has Renee. That blonde girl who hates me.
Honestly, I hate knowing that Jon found someone before I did. I mean, yeah there's Nick, but he hasn't even asked me to be his girlfriend.
But, really, why would Jon be angry?
He doesn't have feelings for me, right?
. . . Right?
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Happily Never After || Sequel to Our Differences (ON HOLD)
Fanfiction"When it comes to us, there is no happy ending."