Title: Might As Well Be On Mars Rating: PG13 right now, but will change as time goes on Characters: John Cena, Randy Orton, Cody Rhodes, Ted Dibiase, others may be mentioned Contact: rkofan78@yahoo.com Myspace: http://www.myspace.com/rkofan78
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Why do I keep doing this to myself? I sit on this rooftop every night after the show only to watch every one of my friends head into the bar across the street to unwind and have a good time. I should be there with them, letting go of anything that was on my mind or bothering me. Maybe Chris was right, maybe the reason I don't go to, de-stress as he calls it, is because I want it to be on my mind. I want to do this to myself. Could that possibly be it?
My gaze slowly leaves the bar and I look up at the stars shining in the sky above me as I feel light drops of rain slowly start to come down. I should really go inside but I can't. I can't tear myself away from this spot, from him. I look back down to the street below and I can see taxi drivers swerving through traffic, scrambling to get to their destinations. The sound of midnight blues that I have gotten accustomed to the last several nights can be heard through the walls.
I can't fight all these emotions going through my mind. With that thought my gaze goes back to the window of the bar where I can see him sitting, with the one person that I don't want to see him with. Cody was sitting there having drinks with Ted on one side of him, and Manu on the other side of him. Manu I didn't mind, not one of my favorite people, but not one of the least. Ted is the one I have the problem with. I know there is something going on between him and Cody and it just leaves a sour taste in my mouth. I knew all about Ted's little secrets that he hoped Cody would never find out about.
All the phone calls he snuck away from his young lover and made. All the times he stood him up, only to be seen heading to someone else's hotel room. Matter of fact here come the son of a bitch out of the bar now pulling out his cell phone as soon as he was out the door. I wondered if he was already making plans to leave Cody alone for the night.
Why couldn't he see this? Why couldn't I tell him what was going on? Even if I did he wouldn't believe me. He wouldn't want anything to do with me anyway, he thinks I'm with John Cena even though I'm not. John and Ted have something in common, neither is happy being with just one person. And I'm sure I have a reputation of that going around as well, but the only person that needs to know the truth is me... And him.
Cars were whizzing by on the street below and Ted had stepped out of sight, which I'm sure was a cover to make sure that Cody wouldn't find out about him. I slowly get up off of the ledge that I had been sitting on, and stand up getting ready to head in out of the rain. I see Ted walk out of a dark alley, hang up his phone, and head back into the bar where Cody is waiting on him.
I decide to continue standing there to see what happens or if I might be wrong, hoping and praying deep down that I am. But it turns out I'm not. Not more than five minutes after he had entered the bar again Ted was coming back out with his jacket on heading for the car. It wasn't hard to guess what he was going to do. He was going to take the car and park it somewhere he knew Cody wouldn't see, and head back in to go to someone's hotel room. Cody rode with him so they shared the car, Cody wouldn't know where to look for the car. I looked into the window and saw Cody with his head laying on the bar and I knew what he had to be going through. Manu was patting his back trying to cheer him up.
"Fuck. That should be me." I mutter more to myself than anything.
I can feel the tears stinging at my eyes as I continue to watch the scene playing out. By the time Cody would leave the bar, Ted would already be shacked up in someone's room, in someone else's arms, while Cody lay in a bed alone.
I turn and walk into the building, hoping that I can catch a glimpse of what room Ted might be heading to. It wasn't really any of my business but from just the little bit that I have actually gotten to know Cody, he didn't deserve to be hurt like this. I reach out turning the handle to the door to go back inside to start on my search hoping that I can come up with some kind of results.
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