Exiled My Heart

 

That same Monday saw in a close hotel,a different view of a very different man. Wade Barrett was pacing frantically around his room in a panic,ignoring all attempts at his comrades,The Corre,trying to anxiously get his attention. He numbly stared dead ahead,unseeing as the flashing lights of both the hotel phone and his cell phone went off incessantly,was rendered completely deaf to the loud knocking at his door. All he could do was hold a soft purple armband up to his mouth with shaking hands while silent tears ran down his face. He looked at the clock with more pain burning into his heart and wanted so badly to just run far away from here. He muttered shakily through what was revealed as John Cena's armband,"Goddah'mn it! I...I cah'nt DO this! I cah'nt fah'ce John..noh't now...mayh'be noh't evh'er!"

He didn't know what to do,other than fight down the urge to find Teddy Long and Wasteland him into oblivion for apparently punishing him like this with his whacked out plan of having his group,The Corre,confront the New Nexus tonight on of all places,RAW. After weeks of denying that he might have feelings for John Cena,Wade had decided to write that secret note to John before his leadership powers of the Nexus were stolen away on his old Nexus armband. Wade was never sure though if John ever saw that note or even kept his old Nexus gear. He snorted in disdain at his boyish longings,"Bah...as if John woh'uld EH'VER keep anythin I gah've 'im...I'm jus' bein bloody stupid...John proh'bably threw ah'll that ah'way by now...'

Saying that out loud hurt even more and he gasped out at the pain of it. It was about as close as he would ever get to telling John how he felt about him and it all might have been in vain. Wade was torn,he so badly wanted to leave but he also ached to see and hear John again. Wade moaned out softly in a mix of desire and despair,"Ohh...John...I'd...I'd gih've anythin...t' 'ear yahr voice ah'gain...t' jus'...see yah ah'gain...eh'ven if fo' jus five bloody minh'utes...god..." Wade whimpered out more as he grew more and more aroused as he heard yet again John's voice haunting him,John's taunting of him when he was in Nexus with him. Which, in Wade's twisted logic,was the best period of his life. Wade bit his lip hard and hurriedly got up to run into the bathroom,not wanting his comrades who were outside the door to hear him eventually pleasure himself to John Cena. He smirked at the mental image of the looks of horror on his comrade's faces though if they ever heard him screaming out John Cena's name,of all people,in pure orgasmic bliss.

Whimpering louder as the ache of his arousal grew more painful,Wade scrambled to start a screaming hot shower while practically tearing his own clothes off. His lust ridden mind suddenly wished that it was John who was tearing his clothes off in a bestial surge of lust for him. Wade nearly cried out in ecstasy with that mental image,his body tingling with electricity. He quickly stepped into the extremely hot water,his body so aflame with desire that he didn't even feel the pain of the water searing his skin.

Bracing his forehead against the shower wall,he reached behind himself to carefully insert his finger deep into his entrance,crying out sharply with need,"OHH!! God!! John!! Pleah'se!! Why...cah'nt this...be yah...doin this t' me...tah'kin me...so fucking hard??? BLOODY HELL!!" With that,he thrust his finger faster and deeper inside himself while pumping his hard cock in time with his thrusts,hearing John's taunting voice in his mind. Wade shuddered out harder as he heard John's voice ring out more in his head,the time he kept saying his name over and over,calling him stupid. Even then,he loved it when John said his name,it made him feel so complete. He cried out louder,now sobbing hysterically as he stroked himself faster to orgasm for his John, penetrating himself deeper while imagining it was really John's hard cock buried deep inside him,"OHH!! Yah,John,yah!! Pleah'se!! I...I'm so soh'rry...I leh'ft yah!!! Pleah'se!! Loh've me!! I...I crah've yah...so bah'd!! Ohh,GOD!!! John...John....JOHN!!!" Wade sobbed out his release in a howl of despair and need,collapsing hard to the tub floor. He now hugged himself in his agony and still screamed out in pure anguish for the loss of his John.

Heath Slater looked at Justin Gabriel in concern as he knew he too heard what almost sounded like anguished screams coming from inside Wade's room. Heath warbled out almost in fright,"J...Justin...wh...what are we gonna do?? Somethin's really wrong with Wade!! He...he sounds horrible!!" Justin nodded,"I...I know,Heath...I...I dunno what to do!! He's been like this for awhile now!! I dunno what the hell is wrong with him!!!" Heath again frantically tried twisting the locked doorknob and when that didn't work, pounded the door again with a frightened scream of his own,"WADE!! COME ON,MAN!! PLEASE ANSWER YOUR GODDAMN DOOR,NAW MEAN?? YOU'RE SCARIN THE FUCK OUTTA US!!" Justin shook his head,"Aint gonna work,man...goddamn it....wish we knew someone that could help out....damn it!!" Heath suddenly jumped up and down,crying out hysterically,"WAIT,WAIT!!! What about Drew ...ehh...McIntyre??? Remember,The Empire tag team thing they had back in FCW?? Ya think he'd help out?? Somethin's really wrong with Wade and we need his help!!"

Justin brightened up,"Yeah! That could work! I know they are still pretty damn good friends,I think....ya got his number??" Heath frantically scrabbled for his phone in his pocket while wiping tears from his face,warbling out,"I...I think so,Justin...W...Wade gave it...to me for some reason...in case...we needed him,I guess...or whatever...I dunno...that's what Wade told me anyway..." Justin gently put his arm around Heath and hugged him close,murmuring softly,"It'll be ok,Heath...maybe Drew can help him..." Heath looked up at Justin,warbling out,"Ya think so...?" Justin looked down at Heath's tear-stained eyes and without thinking,gently leaned down to kiss the tears off Heath's cheek. Heath pulled back slightly to gasp out,"J...Justin!! Wh...Wha??" Justin shook his head to clear it,wondering why the fuck he just did that,stuttered out in horror,"H...Heath...I'm...I...I dunno...wh..." But, Justin was cut off by Heath pushing him back against the door to kiss him hard,whimpering out to him softly in need. Justin's brain stopped working,a part of himself was glad that he finally got Heath to respond back,but the other part hated taking advantage of Heath's emotional state over Wade.

He was about to push Heath off,not wanting to take advantage of his state,but Heath whimpered softly to him again,"J...Justin...ya don't know...how long...I've been waitin for ya...to do that...please...more..." Justin's heart skipped a beat and he tenderly gathered Heath closer to kiss him deeper,hearing Heath whimper more for him as he moaned back to Heath. He wanted so badly to claim more from his now lil Ginger,but Wade needed them first. He pulled back and traced Heath's cheek with a smile,"Soo...wanna be my lil Ginger? Heh.." Heath almost blushed and elbowed him with a pout,"I aint no Ginger...but...ya...please..." Justin kissed his forehead tenderly,chuckling softly at Heath's cuteness,"Good...it's settled then...heh...now...let's get Wade taken care of! See if Drew's around...or whatever."

Heath nodded and punched the number in,hearin the Scotsman answer,"Heath? Wha'd yeh...callin meh fo'?? I'm drivin!! I said t' oh'ly cah'll meh if W...Wade...WAIT!! Wha' 'appned??? Is 'e ah'right??" Heath gulped,not sure if he should tell him while he was driving,"D...Drew...he...locked us...me and Justin...outta our hotel room...well...I was supposed to room with him...but...he...he won't answer the door...or his phones...not the room one or his cell....and....and....we just heard him...screaming like...bloody fuckin murder....in our room....I...Drew..please,come over...we're...scared to death...he might...listen to ya...." He heard the Scotsman hush him,"Calm do'w,Heath...I'm on meh way...sounds like 'e be havin a breakdown of sarts...I'll be dere soon...call meh if 'e comes out...or tries t' do somethin stupid..." Heath warbled out,"O...okay,Drew...please...hurry...but...not too much...just...damn it..." Drew chuckled softly,"Don' woh'rry,Heath...I tread 'arefully on meh steps t' life...now...I'll be dere soon...room 556,3rd floor?" Heath shakily murmured,"Y...ya,Drew...th...thank ya...." Drew again chuckled with a tinge of sorrow,"Anyting fo' Wade,Heath...yeh be knowin dat...'Arewell..." With that,the Scotsman hung up and Heath collapsed into Justin's arms as they both silently sobbed with worry for their friend.