Finally, We Meet Again

Ch.5

Gwen's pov

It was a Monday afternoon, and I had just gotten back from my Current job. which was designing costumes and doing makeup for a local theater group. It pays well and I just so happen to love art so hey why not am I right?

Curled up on my couch with a warm cup of tea in my hands, Tito huddled up at my feat. I was watching the re run of Survivor Series that was on last night. I missed it because it as at the same time as my tryouts for Shimmer wrestling so I had to miss it. CM Punk and the Rock were about to go at it for the title which was really exciting because I just so happen to have met both of them at the same time. Yeah they were doing a signing together and me and Jon went to that. That was when I started to develop feelings for him. That was a night I wouldn't forget. 

I kept taking peak glances at my phone hoping for a call from them. I know it probably is to early but hey judging by the look on all their faces after I beat one of their veterans under a minute, I think they would call early. I didn't even do my finisher I just put her into a very complex submission move that I and the Bella's made up when we were young. I saw them on TV and they never use it so its mine now. I got her to tap right away. I'll try and describe it to you. Its a sharp shooter/lion tamer/black widow all in one...yeah I know really confusing. I call it the demons lair since I want my whole gimmick to be dark and scary. Something different than all the other female wrestlers. 

I got up to go refill my cup when something caught my eye that was happening on the Tv.

The screen was black and I heard JBL screaming nonsense about the Rock being power bombed through the table. But what Jerry Lawler said caught my attention very clear.

"It's the Shield!There here from NXT", Jerry screamed making the other two commentators started saying the same. I was frozen in my spot. Then that means one thing-

"Dean Ambrose, Seth Rollins and Roman Reigns power bombed the Rock through our announce table!" JBL shouted once the light popped back on and there Rock was laying in the middle of ruins of their announce table. CM Punk sat in the arena looking at the Rock and laughing. Paul Heyman was staring in disbelief. The universe was a mess. The crowd was looking in all different directions looking for the culprits. I was shaking my head in not believing what I just heard. 

Jon made it. He did it. He really did it. Not only that. He just downgraded one of our alltime heros.

I wrapped my arms around myself biting my lip trying to hold in a sob. 

Don't cry. Don't cry. Don't cry

This was a happy moment. A really happy moment I should applauding him and congratulating him. I shouldn't be mad or sad that...that...I-I'm n-n-not up there with him. He achieved our dream before I managed to even take a step.

My lip started quivering uncontrollably. That was it. I collapsed onto the floor, my arms wrapped around myself. I shouldn't be letting this get to me. I know I shouldn't be letting this bother me but I just had a hard time believing it. My Jon was on the big screens and that pact we made a while back was broke. We didn't make it together.

Sob after sob, I didn't realize my phone ringing. At the 3rd ring I noticed it finally. 

Wiping my eyes and rubbing my hands on my jeans a few times, I got up to looked at the caller ID, Unknown number. I sniffed a few times to regain myself before answering and heading to the kitchen.

"Hello?", I asked.

"Hello is this Ms.Gwen Atwell, I'm calling in regarding to her tryout yesterday", I did a double take at my phone confused. I mean I was happy because of the early call but I could of swore I saved there number in my phone. So why did it come up unknown. Wait! I remember people sitting all the way in the back of the arena I was doing my tryout in. I didn't see who it was so I assumed they were staff members on break or something.