daddy issues [c.f]

CHAPTER 014

CHAPTER FOURTEEN |

( love is sick and cruel to the unloved . )

My eyes scanned the list of the pair list for the rooms. This week we have to share rooms with other superstars. This only happened once or twice a year. When it did, I wasn't happy about it. I looked up and down the list trying to search for my name but I couldn't find it. I groaned remembering that I was off for the month, meaning I had to support myself.
Just as I was going to scream my head off and rush to Ric's office demanding to get a room, a certain Samoa passed by.
I have never liked asking people for favors but I really don't have no choice.

"Roman." I call out. He turns around with his usual sweet smile. He walks up to me. "What's up Char?" He asked.

"Um I was just wondering if I can stay with you tonight? My name wasn't on the list and you don't have a roommate." For some reason I was nervous, which is weird. I was never nervous around Roman.

"Of course you can stay with me Charlotte."

I grip the handles of my duffle bag. I couldn't help but smile wide at Roman. "Thank you so much."

"Its no problem, now let's go." I follow him to his car.

The ride to the hotel was a nice silence. I couldn't help but admire the city. Crowds surrounded the streets. The night was still young. It was a nice site to see.

"Hello, for Roman Reigns please." Roman said to the woman behind the counter. I stand there next to him patiently waiting for him. I had a weird feeling in me. I was unsure of the idea of sharing a room with Roman. I wouldn't say I was nervous, I was more excited.

At last we finally made it to his hotel room. To my horror, there was only one bed. "I'll take the floor." Roman announced. I put my bag on the floor.

"Are you sure? It is you're room."

He shooked his head, "It's fine Char, you can have the bed." I smiled kindly at him.

"I'm gonna take a shower." I announce as I grabbed some sleep clothes. Roman nodded his head and turned on the TV to some episode of the walking dead.

While in the shower I couldn't help but feel butterflies. It was just something about sharing a room with Roman that made me so anxious. I let out a breath that I didn't know I have been holding. "Everything will be okay." I told myself.

I threw on a silk nightgown and pulledy dried hair out of it's bun, since I didn't need to wash it. I looked in the mirror. The sight was a horror. I had bags under my eyes due from the lack of sleep that I have been getting. My face was pale and sick looking. My blonde hair was in waves but yet frizzy. I was a mess.

I did my usual hygiene stuff and walked out of the room. Roman eyes landed on me. I was in all my glory in front of a god. I smiled sheepishly at him and hoped on the bed.

"The bathroom is all yours." I say.

He got up from his seat on the bed and grabbed some clothes. "Perfect."

I got under the sheets, my heart still pumping fast. Even though there was two large covers on me, I still felt cold and alone.

I tried not to think about the man in the small room next to me. I didn't understand why his presence made me feel weak to my knees. I was siffercating in the air that he wasn't around.

I shut my eyes and rolled to my side, trying to get some sleep.

After a while I heard the bathroom door open and the lights to the room turn off. I heard shuffling besides the bed and then silence.

"Are you still awake?" Roman asked softly.

"Yeah."

"Me too."

"Obviously." I heard him laugh a little. "What are you thinking about?" I ask him while rolling over on my stomch to look down at him.

"My love life."

"I hate love." I say.

"I think it's beautiful."

"Its hideous thing."

"Not when you are in love. Have you ever been in love Charlotte?"

Memories flash through my head. I picture him. "I thought I was in love once, but I was wrong. He didn't love me. I was blind. It wasn't love."

"My ex wife and I fell in love at a young age. We were just stupid teenagers. I thought she was made out of gold and was the most beautiful person I had seen. It wasn't till a couple of years later, that I was wrong." It pained me to hear him talk about his ex wife. I have seen her before and she was gorgeous. "When we separated, she took everything from me. By everything I mean my light and joy, my daughter, Joelle." It also made me feel warm inside as he talked about his daughter.
"I was the unloved one in the relationship. I tried my best to be a good man to her, but I guess that wasn't enough."

I stayed silent for a bit, not sure what to say.

"Love is sick and cruel to the unloved."

Roman finally turned to faced me. I stared into his black orbs. I wanted him.

"You got that right." He said with one of his million dollar smile.

I smile back at him, "I hope I won't fall in love again. Its too much pain to go through and its not worth it."

"It is worth it. It's worth it to have the person you love in your arms. One day I am gonna get my dream girl and I am never letting her go."

And I wasn't it.

"Goodnight Charlotte."

"You know you can come sleep here. You look pretty uncomfortable on the floor."
I said to him.

"It won't be no trouble?"

"Of course not, now get you're ass in here." He let out a laugh. I made space for him.

When he got in the bed with me, I felt no more loneliness. The cold didn't exist anymore.

"Goodnight agian Charlotte."

"Goodnight Roman." I said. He leaned over and placed him lips on my forehead, giving me a soft but tender kiss. I couldn't help but smile.

I feel asleep with his lips still lingering on my skin. That kiss changed everything. All of a sudden I wanted the man laying next to me, but why?