The Man (A Seth Rollins Story) (Reupload)

Chapter 29- Cheater, Cheater

And I punched him straight in the jaw.

"Are you kidding me?!"

It knocked him down onto the floor. He stood up and rubbed his face. "Man, Marci. You have a good right hook."

"Yeah, I'm glad for it too. Is this what you wanted? You wanted me to talk to Colby so we would fight and I would leave? Then you could have me all to yourself? You know what, Jonathan Good, that isn't what is going to happen here. Alright? I don't like you like that and I never will. So get out of here. Go."

"You don't want to be with me?"

"No. I love Colby. I will always love Colby. And there isn't a thing you can do about it."

"Good."

"Good?"

"Yeah, got you on tape."

"What?"

"I'm trying to help you here."

"By trying to kiss me?"

"No, by sending a recording of you punching me in the face for trying to kiss you and sending it to Colby."

"Why would you do that?"

"Because, that is why he doesn't want this. He is scared you're going to cheat on him like Cameron did. Well, if I send him a recording of you rejecting a handsome guy like me even when you're angry at him, he might see that you really do love him and would never cheat on him."

"Are you kidding me? That is the stupidest plan I have ever heard in my life!"

"Yeah, but it could work." He pulled out his phone and sent the recording to Colby. "There. Oh, wait."

"Oh wait, what?"

"I only sent the part where I said I love you. Oh no."

"You idiot!" I started smacking him on the shoulder.

"Ow, calm down. I'll just say that there was more to the recording."

"You really think he is going to believe you after everything that happened at the party? After I stormed out and you walked out with me? You have just made it worse!"

"I can fix this."

I started crying. "You can't fix this. You can't"

"Marci..."

"You can't fix this. It's done. Colby doesn't want to be married and that is ok."

"Marci."

"I've accepted it. You should too. Please, just let me go to bed and forget all of this. Please."

Jon seemed reluctant but handed me the key. I went inside and removed the makeup off of my face. I took my hair out of its current state, letting it fall on my shoulders. I then took off my shoes, feeling relieved as my feet touched the floor. Then I looked at my dress. The dress that had Colby saying multiple times that I looked beautiful. I had the urge to burn it. I took it off and threw it across the room before taking a shower. The hot water felt good on my skin as I tried not to think about tonight. Ultimately, I failed and went to bed in tears. Mercedes never showed. She must have stayed late at the party. This is why I should have never gotten involved with men or dating. Because even though I was happy for a long time, this feeling was worse than every happy emotion I felt. Love, I figured, just wasn't worth it.

I woke up the next morning to find Mercedes still in her dress and shoes. I tried not to laugh as I pulled her covers up over her and got dressed for the day. Today was Wrestlemania and I honestly didn't feel like going. I especially didn't feel like seeing Colby either. But I had a job to do and I wasn't going to let happened get to me. I left the hotel to try and spend some time sightseeing to keep my mind off of last night. I went around the city, taking pictures with fans and looking at the beautiful monuments of the place. I looked at the time after a while and I realized that I had to go back to the hotel and get my things before heading to the arena. I sighed and hailed a cab to take me back to the hotel. But one of things I dreaded talking to most stood in front of me as soon as I walked in.