Golden Boy

Forgive

Forgive me for I do not know why I do the things I do half of the time. But I'm sure that's the case with everyone right? Except for you, you seem almost perfect yet so far from it. But I can't like you I just can't that will mess with my mind.

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I woke up this morning a bit sore, I have been trying my best to keep up with Dean's workouts for the past week. Today was my one break that Dean was allowing me but of course knowing him he went to the gym anyways. Got to stay swole. I have been staying in Dean's hotel so he can "keep an eye on me," which I'm totally grateful for because I really did not want to be seen by Kevin alone. It's just I don't know what game Dean is playing, surely he doesn't actually care I just wish I knew what he was trying to do.

I got up out of bed to go take a shower and start my day doing loner things. Ever since me and Enzo got into a fight I don't really hang out with anyone but Dean. Oh gosh I really need some friends, I mean I could hang out with Edward but he hangs with John Cena and I don't really like him. I know who am I to say I don't like someone but where there's John there's usually Nikki and I'm not up for that.

Today I decided to go to the little coffee shop down the road and read a book maybe. This new book I have been reading called, Unfuck Yourself, is rather helpful in finding yourself. Does it work? Eh, if I actually believed I could be fixed. I believe some people are just beyond fixing.

I looked into the mirror in the bathroom and practically studied my appearance. It's hard sometimes to think of good things about my looks, he always said I was ugly, pathetic, and worthless so I believed him. No one has ever told me otherwise and I do mean no one. As I undressed and got into the shower I couldn't help but notice my arms, the once vivid red cuts were beginning to fade and this time I did not feel the need to reopen them or freshen my arms with new red lines. I took a deep breath before turning the water on and taking my shower.

Once I finished my shower I got dressed into a pair of ripped mom jeans and an oversized Sublime t shirt with my favorite, typical checkered vans. I grabbed my bag and headed out of the hotel. It was a little difficult trying to be sneaky and make sure Kevin wasn't around. As I passed every corner I held my hands up just to be safe, I probably got a couple of strange looks but it was worth being safe I think. What does it matter everyone thinks I'm weird anyways.

The shows were in Boston this week and the weather was nice a little chilly but I left my jacket in the room and I didn't want to go back up and get it so I just left it. Downtown was very nice and the little coffee shop was right by the river so I could get a nice view.  It felt nice to have a day away from all the wrestlers and all of their crazy drama that came with it. This past week has been crazy, well ever since Dean decided to pop right up in my life. I don't know if I can complain too much because staying with Dean has been fun, he is kind of cute. What am I thinking? I'm just going to hurt myself by catching feelings for him.

Enough thinking. The coffee shop was right in front of me and it was cute a little vintage shop with little tables outside where you can sit and look at the river. I walked into the shop and of course a little bell jingled. I ordered my coffee and waited for them to make it. I decided to go wait over by the stand that was topped with sugar and creamers.

"Seth, is there a Seth?" The barista called as she read the name off of the coffee cup.

What is he doing here, I jumped as a tall broad man walked up from behind me and went to collect his coffee. Never did I think that I would see him at a place like this, who would have thought he was an old soul too.