The Samoan (A Roman Reigns Story) (Reupload)

Fastlane

~February 24, 2015~

As the weeks passed by, I couldn't get what Caroline said out of my mind. I pretended like everything was ok but in my mind, I wasn't. What if this wasn't real? What if one day Joe decides that he is bored with me? I just go back to my normal life with my normal job and more day to day activities? I don't know if I could do that. I hadn't gotten attached and used to Joe's presence and if all of this vanished before my eyes like thin air, I don't what would happen. I would crack, I would lose it, I would break. I hated that. I hated that I couldn't just leave. I hated that I become attached to the WWE, attached to Jon and Colby and especially attached to Joe. I hated it. It was like a drug. He was like a drug that I couldn't escape from. And that scared me more than anything.

"Evanna?"

I looked over to see Joe smiling at me. We were on our way to the arena for Fastlane and I was sitting next to Joe in the car as Jon drove.

"Yeah?"

"You ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Why?"

"You've just been really quiet."

"I'm good."

"Are you getting homesick?"

"What?"

"Well, it's just that you haven't been home in a long time. I know I get homesick sometimes."

"I'm alright. I promise."

He nodded but he didn't look convinced. I wished I was homesick. It would make this a lot easier.

Joe left me to go and get ready for his match after Jon's match finished and I was relieved not to be under his scrutinizing gaze anymore. Jon came backstage and sat down next to me.

"Having fun? Are you excited for Joe's match?"

And I just lost it. I have no idea why or what triggered it but I just started crying. Everyone started to stare and get concerned but I just kept crying. Jon grabbed my arm and led me into an empty locker room. He sat me down and forced me to look at him.

"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

I shook my head and put my head on his shoulder. He didn't know what was wrong with me but just held me there for awhile until I stopped crying. The match was on in the locker room and I watched as Roman got in the ring. Tears started to fall again and I think Jon figured out why.

"Did something happen between you and Joe?"

I reluctantly nodded.

"Did he hurt you?"

I shook my head.

"Then what is wrong?"

"...This is all a game to him, isn't it?"

"What?"

"I'm just a fan, Jon. That's all I will ever be to him. Just a fling for awhile and then he will get bored of me. I never saw it. Or didn't want to see it. One day, I'm not going to be here anymore and you guys will move on with your lives but I'll be the one left broken."

Jon forced me to look at him. "That is not true."

"Isn't it? Why did Joe invite me to stay that first night I met? I was a pretty face. I was a fan. Probably easy to have for awhile. Easy to manipulate into giving up everything to be with him for a couple of months. Then he can get rid of me just as easily. That's all I am to him, Jon. I'm a fan. That's all I will ever be."

"What makes you say that?"

"Because it's the truth."

He shook his head. "He loves you. I know he does. I can see it on his face. I am his best friend and I know for a fact that he has never looked at another girl the same way he looks at you."

"...You mean that?"

He smiled. "Yes. I do. You're not just some fan to him. You're more."

The worry and pain started to lift off my shoulders. Caroline was wrong. What did she know anyways? She wasn't here. She didn't see what we were like. She was just going off her own interpretation. I knew she was just being a concerned friend but she was wrong. I wasn't just a fan and I was worried over nothing. Jon and I watched the rest of the match together. Roman came out victorious and all the worries of tonight vanished.