I saw her in the hallway, the woman that everyone knows as Candice McMahon. I've known her since she was 18, when she was with Shawn Michaels. She and I had been friends since she entered the federation. It seemed like wherever Shawn went, so did she. When he had gotten injured in the WWF and had his last match it was too much for her; they hadn't seen each other in 4 months after that, which led to a really bad break up between the two. She came to me for some comfort, and I held her and told her that everything would be ok. That was the first time we had kissed. After that she pretended that nothing had happened between the two of us and she went on with her life, but I didn't.
I approached her in the hallway and asked her how things were going; I could tell that she was still hurting deep down, I could see it in her eyes. The once brunette beauty was now a blonde diva, her smile and the way she looked at me was still the same though, I hope that her life was a lot better then the way it was when she was with Shawn.
"So, now that you're back in the WWF what do you have planned for your future here?" She asked me. "Well, it seems that you and I have to catch up on a few things, then after that, maybe you could be my manager and assist me on a permanent basis." I said to her with a sly smile.
"Maybe" she smiled back.
to what do I owe this gift my friend?
My life, my love, my soul?
*~*Later on in Candice's locker room*~*
I knocked on her locker room door and waited for her to answer it. "come in!" she yelled out.
I entered to see that she was getting ready for her match later on tonight. "Hey Scott." she said as she smiled at me from a far away distance. "Hey" I replied. She sat on the couch and motioned for me to come sit by her. I immediately sat next to her and began asking her about what has changed since the last time she and I have talked. She told me that she was engaged to a man who wasn't in the wrestling business, but that ended quickly when he cheated on her with her best friend. "I thought I was your best friend?" I joked. "well, you are." she laughed. I always loved the way she laughed, it was so cute and perky, and it always made me smile when I saw her happy. "I have a lot of best friends, but don't think I'd ever forget about you Scott Oliver Hall." she smiled.
"I've been thinking about you a lot" I said to her. "really? like how?" she asked me. "Well, I missed you, and your the only person I can really open up to." I said. The truth was that I was in love with her ever since she was with the HBK. She would drive me crazy with her sky blue eyes, her soft lips, and her drop dead gorgeous body. No other woman could even come close to her, or even compare herself to this beautiful young woman.
I think a part of me knew that she realized how I felt about her a long time ago when we first kissed, and that's what scared her away. That's why she hadn't called me in the past 2 years. "so.. how old are you now?" I asked her. "I'm 24 now, the last time I talked to you I had just turned 21." she reminded me.
I've been dancing with the devil way too long
and it's making me grow old
making me grow old
"How old are you now?" she asked me. I laughed and then said, "Well, I feel like I'm 25, but let's just say I'm old enough to be considered over the hill." I joked. She smiled and we talked for what it seemed like forever, but it had only been about 45 minutes. She looked up at the clock and then said, "I have to finish getting ready for my match!"
"Would you like me to leave?" I asked. "No, it's ok, you've already seen me in my underwear anyways." what she was referring to was her bra and panties match from a few years back when she had faced Sable for the Women's Title. She stood up and then walked to her closet. She took out a tank top that said,
Candice McMahon
Brains Beauty and sometimes Bitch!
It was the same as her sister's shirt, I guess having brains beauty and bitchyness runs in the family. But Candice isn't a bitch, her sister is though. Anyone in their right mind could see that.
She stripped off all of her clothes until she was down to her bra & thong. I stood up and pretended not to be interested in her body. I looked down and noticed a huge bulge in my pants. I tried to cover it up when she turned around to talk to me, but it didn't help at all.
Finally she was dressed for her match. She walked up to me and said, "Scott, I have a good feeling about tonight, I think I will win this match and then go on to Wrestlemania to face the Women's Champ." I gave her a hug forgetting about my hard on and I think that she noticed it because she pulled away after a minute or so and laughed nervously.
"I better go out to the ring now" she said.
"Do you want me to accompany you?" I asked.
"No, it's ok, I'll be fine." she said as she left.
I watched her leave the locker room and after she did I realized that I wasn't just attracted to her, I was still in love with her.