It's Been A Long Time... [Desperate Measures Sequel]

Seven.

I had blown it hadn't I?

I wanted to speak to him on my own terms. I felt forced into it. Idiot. 

The hotel was bustling with life on arrival and all I wanted to do was get to a bed. I wasn't sure if I wanted to sleep or just hide from the world. Hiding seemed like the easy option. I retrieved my key quickly from reception, and hurried up to my room. I didn't even wait for Shane to read out the sleeping arrangements. I would just meet my roommate when they arrived. For now I needed to get out of this mind set. Maybe sleep, maybe I could get some running in before I slept. Something to numb everything, something to forgot what just happened. 

I entered my room and dumped my bag on the bed furthest way from the door, I looked out the window, some of the guys were still getting off the bus, that was how quickly I moved. I sighed before closing the curtains and rifling through my suitcase for running clothes. I picked some clothes before quickly changing into them, I had changed into a pair of below the knee cuffed shorts and a green tee. I had pushed my hair into a beanie before I put my dirty clothes on the chair next to my bed. I grabbed my phone and saw a text from AJ who was telling me that I would be sharing with a woman and that he had the misfortune of sharing with Dean. 

Even if they had to wrestle and aren't really friends in real life you still have to compromise and do as you are told at work. Shane doesn't take messing around. I replied to his text and asked if he fancied a jog but he replied by saying he was tired. I guess some of us need to get rid of the stress in different ways. 

I took my phone and my room key before leaving my hotel room. I left the hotel by going out the back way and slipping out into the streets that way. I couldn't face seeing any of the others at this moment in time. I just had to get out and run. 

Running was so easy for me, I pushed and pushed. I could feel the sweat in my hair under my beanie. I could feel the sweat beading down my forehead, my hands pushing it back furiously as I ran harder and faster to almost no where. 

It was like I was crazy, like I was possessed by a running demon. It kept me going, well at least until I saw a local takeaway that was still open. I bust through the door making everyone within the shop look at me like I was mad. 

My feet kept me going to the counter where I ordered chips and a large bottle of water. I took my food to a table and relaxed as I started to eat. 

I didn't really know how far I was from the hotel, my phone was low on battery so I quickly checked on the maps to see how far it was. It was a three mile trek back, that would be easy. 

My little hands delivered the food and drink to my mouth as fast as they could before I finished up and paid with my phone and left the place. I took a deep breath as I felt the cold air hit me. It was pretty dark, I guess I just hadn't noticed before. 

I fumbled with my phone and sent a message to AJ telling him that I might be lost but not to worry unless I didn't return by breakfast followed by laughing smileys. I then decided to start the run back to the hotel. I thought I might have been better off with the whole running thing after eating but that was a stupid plan. I was running on a full stomach and it was jiggling inside me like crazy. Never the less I pushed on taking me nearly an hour to return. The run back to the hotel was no where near as quick on the way out. 

My feet carried me up to my room where I pushed in the key card and entered my room. I knew that no matter how much I tried I was not quiet, no days I stopped trying which made me quieter. Not that I needed to be quiet in my room was my new room mate, she was sitting up in her bed reading a book, how rock and roll. 

"Hey there Becky," I smiled at her as she looked up from her book. 

She grinned at me, "I swear you wasn't wearing that earlier." She laughed at me, her accent so heavy as she spoke to me. It was gorgeous. 

"I've been out for a jog," I explained as I pulled my beanie off, I ran a hand through my disgustingly wet hair which was just grimy sweat. "I need to shower like now."

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I decided to skip breakfast, well I decided to skip going down to the main food court for breakfast and ordered it to my room. Becky had long left for breakfast but I still couldn't fast everyone. Not after the performance on the plane, I wanted to slip back into the wrestling world with grace. I was not the most graceful people last time after all. 

I waited and finally there was a knock on my door. I opened it and there was a guy with my breakfast, I let him in and he placed it on my bed before he left my room. I sat on my bed but soon looked up when I heard my door close a few seconds later than it should have done. 

In my room stood Dean. I should have been shocked, I should have kicked off, I should have done many things. I knew though, I should just play it cool, I could be cool. 

"What do you want?" I asked him bluntly. My voice was not cool, I was just standing there by my bed like an idiot. My arms were hanging loosely by the sides of my body. My hair was a mess where I hadn't really found my hair brush yet so I thought I would just wait and find it later. I was still in my sleepwear, a pair of cotton black shorts and a plain black tank top. 

He looked absolutely miffed that I would talk to him, that I dared to even breathe the very same air as him. He walked closer to me, I wasn't sure if I was to move away from him. I stood still kept y ground. I wanted to stand up to him. I wanted him to know I was - 

And any thoughts immediately left my mind when he smashed his lips against mine. His kiss was hungry, was needy, was everything I wanted. I couldn't fight it, I didn't want to fight it and gave it. I returned the kiss with just as much desperation as he gave me. I knew from the very moment I had seen him that I wanted him.