Date: Fri, 16 Jan 2009 15:33:45 -0800 (PST)
From: Mr. Bond <rkofan78@yahoo.com>
Subject: Might As Well Be On Mars

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
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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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