Disclaimer I ONLY own Tanisha and Kat! Every other character is owned by WWE so chill out Vinny Mac teehee.
A/N First story I'm uploading and I'm excited for it. You'll notice I change POV's a lot,I try to do it four times in each chapter so you can get a feel on every character. Please Review and I hope you enjoy. Any suggestions are welcomed too :)
~~ "Hey girlie what's wrong?" Kat walked in the bright poster colored room with two french vanilla coffees in both of her hands. She walked in with her jet black waist length hair that flowed in front of her obscuring the view of her tattooed sleeved arms. The smile on her face dropped as she walked upon her roommate Tanisha staring at a wedding photo on the WWE themed laptop screen.
"Tani staring at that photo forever ain't gonna help none." Kat sighed,placed one of the french vanilla coffees by the laptop and took a sip from her own.
"I'm just still in shock Kat. I didn't even know they were dating,let alone spoken a word to each other." After clicking the big red x on the top right screen -making the photo a mere memory of only moments ago- she swiveled her chair toward Kat's direction.
"Hell me too. They do look great together though,can't deny't." Kat watched as Tanisha took a long gulp from her plastic cup and walked zombie-like to the near window which had a great view of the city part of Houston.
"That's whats killing me Kat." The distortion was evident in her tone and Kat could only walk over and place a hand on Tanisha"s shoulder to give some sense of warmth.
"Ya have feelings for the man huh?" The silence approved the obvious answer which confused Kat more than she already was. Hell how did she have feelings for a man she's only ever seen at a distance? Mind you the distance would be a good hundred feet or so from the arena seats they could only afford. Sometimes Tanisha would wake up in the middle of the night having very discriptive and vivid dreams of one recurring event with him,but she never met the guy so how was it possible she could dream about him and feel a connection...for lack of a better word.
"Kat? Helloooo?" Tanisha waved her hand in front of the tan skinned womans face trying to wake her up out of whatever she was in.
"Sorry uh Kane got into ma brain again." Tanisha nudged her and chuckled. Kat had an obsession with Kane,The Big Red Machine. It was funny how many times she would have to endure hours upon hours of Kat describing how big she thought he was or how romantic and gentle he would be with her. Weird? Just a pinch. Rolling her eyes as Kat fell into another one of her 'Kane Wonderland' trances,she walked to the living room and slipped out something from a notebook that laid on the table. Getting excited herself,she hid it behind her and walked back to the room staring at Kat -who looked very well confused- drinking from her plastic cup.
"I hope that smile is for good reasons Tanisha...I'm still recovering from the last prank." Kat inwardly shivered as she remembered the frog that was placed in her bed while she was sleeping two nights ago. Waking up to a frog's ass in her face was not an ideal morning. She put her hands up in some sort of surrender and laughed when she got the black painted middle finger of Tanisha's.
"Don't worry I'm not in the mood to prank you...yet." She quirked a heavily black arched eyebrow and slipped the two backstage WWE tickets for tonights show in Kat's hand. The way Kat's eyes bugged out her skull,she wasn't suprised when a loud shrill scream followed. Tonight the only mission of the dark auburn haired Tanisha was to have fun and get her mind off of the plague in her mind,The Phenom,Mark Calaway.
~~ "What're you smilin' for?" Mark sat on a black steel shair -placed in the far left corner of the room- hunched over with his damp wet black hair running over his back and a smiling Glenn -better known as Kane- going through his duffel bag.
"I'm meeting a special someone tonight if you must know." Glenn brought out his boots and slipped them on,lacing the very long and confusing laces.
"Ringrat huh? She must be real good if she has yer dumbass smilin'." Mark shook his head and dragged the straps from his wrestling tights down to his waist showing his BSK Pride tattoo. Damn tights pissed him off but he had to en- Mark's thoughts were aburptly startled as he recieved a slap to the back of the head making him growl in return. Glenn was lucky he was tired as hell or else he would've chokeslammed his ass to hell and back.
"She's not no ringrat you ass. Don't even know her yet and ya already judging." Glenn walked back to his duffel bag,zipped it up,and adjusted his black and red tights. "Well ya didn't say so till now so quit fussin'. When are ya gonna meet this special person who happens to not be a ring rat?" Mark rolled his eyes when he was shot a death glare from his best friend and walked over to his duffel bag taking out his street clothes to go shower.
"Sometime tonight. After my match and all. We might get some drinks,wanna come?" Glenn watched as Mark neatly placed his clothes on the steel chair and dropped his sneakers -that let out a loud thud- on the ground.
"Sorry man,I come on my own time." Mark winked at Glenn and chuckled at his own joke. Glenn wasn't amused at all,"Mark your dirty."
"I take plenty of showers son. Speakin' of showers I need one right now so git yer ass outta here and go get your match over with." Mark slung a towel over his shoulder and watched Glenn head for the door,"Yeah yeah ol' man. I'll see you tomorrow then." Mark nodded and flipped Glenn off once the big man turned around.
To hell he was going to a damn bar. His tattooed sleeved arms draped over his body tiredly as he took the damned wrestling tights off. After stepping out of the sweat covered tights,he stood up to his full 6 foot 8 frame and turned the shower on. The warm water hit his muscled nude form so smoothly which led his eyelids to close for a brief moment. His thoughts wandered off to Michelle and their wedding night -bringing a smirk on his face-. Pain suddenly shot from his eyes to his head and flashes of him driving with a woman -who he couldn't make out for the life of him- engulfed his mind. He heard laughter,and thunder,apparently it was raining. He gripped his wet shoulder length hair tightly with one hand while the other was placed on the tile covered wall to keep him steady. Several minutes later the pain was gone,like it never happened and he blinked the water out his eyes rapidly. "Fuck." He muttered and shut the sprays off after getting himself clean. That took him for a loop. It was the second time in the span of a week he had the same flash. Brushing it off as just stress from his rough matches recently,he got dressed -in his dark colored jeans which hung loosley on his hips and a nice tight white long sleeved shirt with a dark blue bandana holding his braid in place- and walked down the now quiet halls of the backstage area. As soon as he opened the door to the exit a scream startled him and he turned around to see no one there,"God damned Diva's need a cap in their asses." Shaking his head,he let the Texas air assault his body and it honestly felt great. Slowly,he walked over to his black Ram custom designed truck and swung his duffel bag over his shoulder to the passenger seat. After taking a deep breath,he started the ignition and went to the hotel.
~~ Kat and Tanisha sat backstage watching Divas fix their hair,pick the clothes to wear for their matches weeks in advance,Superstars towel off their sweating bodies and now Kat drooling over the sight of Kane.
"Let's go to him!" Pushing her boobs up and raking a hand through her jet black hair,she walked toward Kane -or at leats tried- when a 6 foot tall gigantor blocked her path. Tanisha who jogged over to try and stop Kat,didn't watch where she was going and plowed into her.
"Do you girlth have a path?" He pointed to his shirt which read,Jack Swagger Security. Knowing what was coming,Tanisha tried to shush Kat before she said anything that would get them kicked out.
"No thir we do not have a path,but we do have a PASS." Even Tanisha couldn't hold back her laughter as Kat mocked the poor security who had a lisp and a red face with anger. Taking a deep breath,Jack inspected their passes and let them go. Giving each other a high five and walking down the hallway,they soon noitced that Kane was out of sight.
"Are you fucking kidding me!" All heads turned to a stomping,angry Kat and now a flushed face Tanisha who shoved Kat in a corner very roughly.
"You want to see Kane Kat Austin?" Kat turned cock eyed in a matter of seconds when Tanisha's finger waved around in her face. Nodding and shaking her head,she followed a scary smiling Tanisha down the hallway and stopped in front of a door that read,KANE,in bold black lettering.
"We can't...uh we should go...m-maybe we will mee-" Kat was immediately shoved into the room without a second thought. Smiling wickedly,Tanisha walked over to the duffel bag and began going through his things. Pulling her arm away from the bag -making her drop some clothes in the process- Kat tried getting out of the room but failed miserably when a near 7 foot behemoth blocked their path to freedom. Frozen solid,both girls backed up into a wall not knowing where else to go while Kane advanced toward them in slow strides. He hated people in his locker room. He never even let Mark in so what made these girls think they were welcomed. After staring at the very terrified girls for more than 2 minutes,Tanisha just wrapped her arms around his neck tightly.
"I missed you Glenn." Glenn smiled and returned the hug chuckling at how confused the black haired woman next to his best friend looked.
~~ "How did your match go tonight?" Michelle wrapped her leg around Mark's waist and placed her hand over his bare chest while they lay in bed. In turn Mark ran his finger in circles lazily on her arm while one hand lay under his head. Sighing he replied,"Fine." His mind was still wrapped around the vision he had tonight,or so that's what he classifies it. It couldn't be a dream because it only lasted several minutes and it was the same image over and over.
His eyebrows creased in confusion,"What the hell could it mean?" A confused Michelle propped herself up on an elbow,"What could what mean?" Realizing he spoke aloud,he braced himself for the arguement about to arise.
"Nothin' just go to sleep Chelle." He turned his head and closed his eyes briefly. Not convinced Michelle persisted and asked again. Pinching the bridge of his nose Mark sat up and placed his elbows on his thighs.
"I'm having these constant flashes of me driving...on a rainy night I think...with some girl. I've had it twice now and it seems to get stronger and longer." He then felt Michelle's small hands make their way to his shoulders giving him a massage.
"It could just be stress Mark." That made sense to her since she has watched him work for years now in brutal matches all his career and it could be catching up to him. Hearing him groan when she hit a soar spot made her smile and proceed going over his back.
"Nah I ruled that out hon. It seems to be a...memory of some sort." Michelle suddenly stopped and he turned to see what was wrong. 'Hell she probably thinks I'm cheating on her now,' he thought.
"A m-memory?" Anger and panic began to settle in when Mark nodded. Taking her tiny hands in his large ones,he saw no emotion in her eyes.
"What's wrong?" Having to hide her feelings,Michelle assured him everything was fine and excused herself to the bathroom.
She managed to sneak her cellphone in with her after hearing Mark begin to snore. Michelle shakily dialed his number and surprised herself when she remembered it after all these years.
"Yes Michelle." His rugged voice stayed the same after these long ten years.
"How did you know it was me?" She nudged the bathroom door closed with her foot and spoke in a barely audible whisper.
"I recognize a familiar voice when I hear one Michelle. Especially yours.." His voice took on a seductive tone which sent shivers down her spine.
"W-Well we have a problem. He's starting to remember something...memories." Her eyes shut tightly when she heard an evil growl on the other line.
"Is she in it Michelle?" He asked through clenched teeth.
"He did mention a girl...on a rainy night...in a car. I thought you said he would never remember again?"
"He shouldn't. Where are you guys?"
"Texas...Houston." A dial tone was heard and tears began to prick her eyes as the memories of the incident began to unfold once again. If things were to go wrong,this could ultimately destroy her and Mark forever.