Burning Desire (its back ;) )

Chapter 12

(John's POV)

About 15 minutes later I arrived at Jonathan's. I went up the little staircase in front of his house and went to go knock at the door. But, that's when I realized, the door wasnt at all locked. Hmm, should I go in, or not? Whatever, I'm going in. Let's just hope Jonathan doesnt think I'm robbing his house and get me arrested. Where could Jonathan be? I keep walking until I see someone turned around. Well, that doesnt look like Jonathan. He's bald and this guy has a head full of hair. I walk a little closer and realize who it is.

"Dean?" The figure slowly turned around and looked at me with a blank face.

"Oh, um, John. What a uh- yeah pleasure to see you here.."

"I'm here for Jonathan, why are you here?" his facial expression suddenly changed.

"Oh did Eva send you here to help me?" He plainly said. What is this dude talking about? I decide to just go along with it.

"Uh, sure yeah. You can say that.."

"Great, I sure needed some help because I cant find the body anywhere! Eva better be giving us a huge amount of cash for this shit! I cant believe the chick would be capable of killin' someone!" He bluntly said.

Hold the fuck up, did he just say body?! And wait.. did Eva kill Jonathan? Holy shit, Dean is spilling all the tea. I told you guys, Eva is absolutely psycho!

"Mmm, um yeah.." I said nervously.

"Why you actin' like this Cena? Hold on.. Eva didnt really call you over here to help me.. did she? I mean considering her plan to break you and Nic- oh shit nevermind uhhh, nice weather we're having lately, dont you think?... " he said chuckling awkwardly while backing up slowly.

"Well, see you round Cena I have to take my dog to his um haircut? Yes haircut, bye!" Before he could book it, I pulled him by the collar and pinned him against the wall.

"Tell me everything, Ambrose! NOW!"

"I.. d-dont know anything.."

"Oh really?" I said pressing my forearm harshly against his neck, nearly choking him to death.

"O-o-kaay! I'll t-t-tell yo-u!" I released and pushed him onto the couch. I sat down directly next to him to make sure he wouldnt try to escape again.

"Spill." I said in a angry voice, making him jump.

"Okay, here it goes. But hands off me, okay Cena?"

"I said, spill, you bastard."

"Well, here it goes..."

(Nikki's POV)

"Baaaaaaaabe!" I yelled out.

"Yes, Nikki?" Seth replied.

"Can you come here for a second?"

"Sure."

(Seth walks in)

"So, what's up babe? Anything wrong?"

"Well, not necessarily. Actually yes."

"What?"

"Jonathan isnt answering any of my calls, or any of my texts. And I know I shouldnt be worried, but I have this feeling inside of me that something is terribly wrong..."

"Well, his phone could be dead or something. Plus, why is this so important to you, may I ask?"

"First of all, he said he had something urgent to tell me. And second of all, why have you been so worried about me meeting up with him? Is there something you're not telling me?"