Shield Me From My Demons (Book 1 in the Shield Me Series)

Where The Hell Were You? You Scared Us To Death!

*Colby's POV*

Jon slammed the door to Hunter's office. "Are you fucking kidding me!" Hunter exclaimed. I didn't know what to do. Hunter opened his mouth and closed it. I could see how lost for words he was. "I didn't know you were gay; I have known you for years now. Why didn't you tell me?" Hunter asked.

"Actually I'm bi, and no one knows but Dean obviously, Roman, and my old high school. I told my best friend Cody and he hated me afterwards and told the whole school." I said.

Hunter looked uncomfortable and he scratched the back of his neck. "Um, I didn't know Jon was bi or gay or something." Hunter said awkwardly.

"Jon is gay. He just realized he is gay, and Jon keeps his love life private." I said. Hunter mumbled something to the effect of I can see why, but I didn't say anything. "Please Hunter, don't tell anyone about me and Jon. We will tell people, or they can figure it out on their own." I said.

"Ok, I won't. It's yours and Jon's life, and honestly I don't want to be in the middle of this." Hunter admitted. "You can go now, and when you see Jon tell him I'm not mad at him. I would be pissed at me too." I nodded and left.

I figured Jon went back to the hotel so I didn't call him. RAW was already over; it was 11:39pm. I got back to the hotel and I got into the elevator. I finally found my hotel room and then I unlocked the door. Roman looked at me and I saw relief on his face. "Hey man, I'm glad you and Dean are back." Roman said.

"Jon isn't here?" I asked. "He stormed out of Hunter's office and I figured he came here." I explained. I was starting to get worried; when Dean gets pissed he can do some crazy shit.

"I'm calling Jon now, and he better answer." Roman said, he was just as worried as I was. Roman dialed Jon's number and I held my breath; after about 4 rings it went to voicemail. "Fuck! Jon must have his phone on silent." Roman yelled.

I sat down on the couch, and I felt something in the cushion; I took the cushion off the couch and I saw Jon's phone. "Shit! Roman, Jon must have been here. His phone was in the couch." I said. There was nothing we could do now but wait.

*3:30am*

Roman went to bed 3 hours ago. When I see Jon, I'm going to kill him. I sat there waiting and finally at 3:57am I heard the door open. Jon staggered in the hotel room, and shut the door behind him. It was obvious Dean was drunk as hell, and there was no telling what the fuck he had done.

Jon didn't see me on the couch and he went straight into the bathroom. We have the day off tomorrow so he can get over his hangover then. I followed Jon into the bathroom. Jon turned around and grinned when he saw me. "Hey baby, I fucking missed you." Jon said in a slurred voice. Then he kissed me, his breath tasted like Tequila.

"Jon stop." I said. Then anger surged up inside me and I yelled, "Where the hell where you? You scared us to death!"

Jon looked shocked, then his face was replaced with a stony pissed off expression. "It was none of your damn business Seth!" Jon yelled. Seriously I don't see how the hell Roman is sleeping through this fight.

"Jon, it is my business! You're my boyfriend, and you're my best friend. I care about what happens to you, asshole!" I yelled. I started out mad but now I just want to make up with Jon; it breaks my heart to fight with him. I know Jon comes with strings attached and I wouldn't want it any other way. Jon may be a hothead, who drinks now and then but I still love him.

"You know what? It's over Seth, that way you don't have to fucking worry about me." Jon said.

I felt my heart sink; I was fighting the urge to puke. "Jon, we can't be over! I fucking love you! Why do you push people away that fucking love you?!?" I yelled, then I started to cry.

Jon was quiet for a minute, and I saw a single tear roll down his check. "I'm not good for you Colby. Your life would be better without me trust me. I'm a bad guy, and I always fuck up. It would be easier if you moved on, and found someone that could actually make you happy. You could find someone to make you proud." Jon explained.

Tears started pouring down my face; they were tears of sadness, anger, and frustration. "I don't want anyone else! I love you Jon. I fucking love you get that through your head! My life would be hell without you! We can't break up. You are the only one I want, and I know you feel the same!" I yelled through the tears.

Jon was silent for a minute then he turned away. I felt my heart sink further; I knew it was probably over no matter how hard I tried. If it is over, I hope that Jon realizes how wrong he is when he wakes up sober.