Disclaimer: I don't own anyone (Maryse, Matt, Jeff, John Morrison, Christian, Evan, Beth Phoenix & Brit, Melina) in this story
Stranded [[ chapter 1 ]] revised
After the show, most of the superstars went straight to their hotel to shower and get some rest. The remaining wrestlers and divas included: Matt and Jeff Hardy, who weren't in a big hurry to get to the hotel because there was nothing to do; John Morrison, who had taken too long to pack up his things and catch a ride with anyone else except the Hardys; Maryse, Beth Phoenix and Melina had stayed because they had nothing better to do; Christian and Evan were talking and just lost track of time.
The divas were finishing their showers, while the guys were packing everything up. Outside the walls of the now calm area was a terrible storm.
"You're still packing up?" Jeff said, laughing at his brother and John.
"Shut up!" They both yelled in unison.
"John's gotta stop carrying all his make-up everywhere we go." Jeff said, grinning, earning him a chuckle from his brother and a glare from Morrison. "I'm kidding… kinda…"
A strike of lightning struck causing the lights to go out, which sent the Diva's over the edge. The men heard the screams and thought it would be best to check on the girls. It was nearly impossible to find their way to the women's locker room, considering the whole arena was bathed in total darkness.
After they finally made their way to the door leading to the women's showers, the lights came back on. The guys were now standing face to face with 3 Divas in only towels. The Diva's screamed again.
"What the hell are you guys doing in here?!" Beth Phoenix yelled, glaring at them.
"We heard a scream and because we are such fine fellows, we decided to check it out." Morrison said, throwing Beth a wink.
She clutched her towel so tightly, her knuckles started turning white.
"Like we'd wanna see you naked anyway…" Spat the Enigma, waving a hand in their direction.
"Why not, Hardy Boy? Are you gay now?" Maryse said, pushing forward to be the center of attention.
"I respect my women." Jeff said, pushing past the other guys and walking away.
Maryse stood with her mouth wide open; who didn't want to see her naked? She had been flat out rejected, and that had never happened to her before.
"I'd like to see you naked." The older Hardy boy said, grinning.
Maryse smirked, "In your dream." then stomped back into the girls' locker room. Melina followed her close behind; Beth tailing her, slammed the women's locker room door shut in the men's faces.
Matt and John laughed and went to find where Jeff had wondered off to.
Evan was sitting all alone in the bottom seat in the area; he was thinking about a lot of things. His match tonight had been against Christian, someone he never wanted to go against in the ring. But orders were orders and it had to be done. He hoped with all his heart the older man didn't hate him for it. Evan knew he hurt him pretty bad, but it was nothing a few days off wouldn't fix. Christian just hadn't been used to wrestling a higher-flyer.
Christian was getting ready to leave when he noticed through the small opening from the main hall into the area a boy sitting all by himself, his knees up to his chest. He decided to go see what was going on; as he approached Evan he saw the younger man tense up.
"Mind if I sit here?" Christian asked him quietly, pointing to the seat next to Evan.
"Nah, go ahead." Evan said, shaking his head then burying it in his arms.
When the lights went out, Evan leapt into Christian's arms shaking. Christian laughed nervously and set him back in his seat. It was quiet for a while until the lights came back on. Evan put his feet to the floor, as if they were glued there.
"That 'Shooting Star' thing you do is pretty cool." Christian said, staring where the ring had been a few hours ago.
"Oh yeah. It is really cool. It takes a LOT of practice to get it right, but all in all it's completely worth it." Evan replied, a small smile across his face. Strange how talking about something he loved as much as wrestling helped him forget his other problems and stresses.
Christian nodded, "It's a real crowd pleaser."
Evan nodded back, "Yeah, that's what is important…" He opened his mouth but then bit his tongue and looked down at his feet.
"It's good to be a good guy." Christian said, smiling genuinely. He looked over at Evan and saw the boy looked distracted and disappointed. "What's on your mind? What happened to that cute smile?"
He continued looking at his shoes, "It's nothing… Don't worry about me… I just… Life isn't fair… you know?" He looked straight into Christian's eyes. 'Why's he being so nice? He should hate me… He's just pretending to like me, like everyone else. I definitely do not have a cute smile either. He's just trying to catch me with my guard down. Don't get your hopes up, Evan!'
"Evan… What happened? Why are you crying?" He moved closer, causing Evan to whimper.
Evan jumped to his feet and ran off; it was too much for him. He couldn't tell the older man what he promised himself he would.
"Can you believe those guys?" Melina said to Maryse after getting dressed.
"Yeah, I know. They must think we are idiots. I know they were coming to spy, they surely were not afraid for us." Maryse said as she brushed her long blonde hair. "And Jeff Hardy pretending he didn't want to see me naked. Psh, who is he kidding."
"Come on, Maryse. If they wanted to see you naked, all they would have to do is look it up online." Beth spat, shoving past the other two.
Maryse gasped, then smirked. "Well, all the magazines I posed for were instantly sold out." She flipped her hair and turned on her heel, skipping out of the locker room again with Melina trailing behind her.
Beth was glad they were gone; she knew that would get the two out of there. She couldn't put her make-up on in front of an audience, especially those two. She wasn't sure she would ever get rid of them.
"You seem kinda angry, Jeff. What's up?" Morrison said, exchanging worried looks with Matt. Both were nearly running to keep up with the younger Hardy.
Jeff continued walking, staring at the ground, shaking his head. He ignored the question; listening only to the possible scenarios that filled his head. He'd lost his phone; he and Beth (Brit) had made big plans but he couldn't confirm them without his phone. Tonight was going to be hell and he knew it. Beth would be so worried that he couldn't get in contact with her. She'd think something happened and whenever he made it home it wouldn't be a pretty sight. She probably thought he was in trouble somewhere, somehow. He couldn't tell his brother and best friend, he felt so stupid. He just had his phone; he didn't know where it could've gotten to.
"Come on Jeff… You can tell us. "Matt said, patting his brother on the back.
Jeff jumped, but continued on saying nothing. He turned into the gym and started pacing. He wasn't leaving this building until he found his phone; his life depended on it.
"Maybe he wants some time alone." Morrison said, looking at Matt doubtingly. "We'll be in the locker rooms if you need us…" He grabbed Matt's wrist and started pulling him.
"Why are we leaving? What if he needs someone to talk to?" Matt said, panicking.
"I just told him where we are going to be. If he needs to talk he knows where to find us…" He said calmly, looking at Matt.
"Well…"
Morrison rolled his eyes, "Would you relax? Stop being a suffocating big brother. I'm sure it's nothing. If it were, he would have spoken up. Don't worry so much! It causes wrinkles." He grinned.
Matt rolled his eyes back but smiled. "Alright, so what're we going to do?"
"First we need to get the rest of my stuff packed. Then how about we go out to eat; we can even get Jeff something." Morrison said, heading toward the locker room.
"Sounds great! But how are you still not finished packing?" Matt said, staring at him with big eyes. "You are worse then a woman!"
"Hey now, I was almost done when the lights went out. And if I remember correctly, you aren't finished either. That reminds me, you and Jeff were making fun of me, so you can just go ahead and eat alone!" Morrison said, throwing a few last items into his bag and slinging it over his shoulder as Matt picked up his bag.
"I'm sorry… We didn't mean it. Can't you take a joke, John?" Matt said, patting him on the back.
"But Jeff seemed like he was his usual self earlier…" John said, totally changing the subject. He knew it would distract Matt and he was worried about the younger Hardy; but he knew Jeff wanted some space. He smiled to himself, 'Jeff will thank me later. Then I'll kick his ass for earlier.'
"That's true… I don't understand what happened. After the lights went out he seemed kinda irritated…" Matt said as they walked down the hall toward the back Exit of the arena. He grabbed the knob, only to find it wouldn't budge. He set his bag down and tried with both hands – still nothing.
"Let a real man handle this." John said, throwing his bag onto the floor and grabbing the knob, still nothing.
"I think it's locked, John." Matt said, rolling his eyes.
"Let's go around… front…" Morrison muttered, slowly starting to understand. "Oh damn it. All the doors are locked. We're TRAPPED! The computers locked up when the power went out!"
"Aw.. that sucks… Now what do we do?" Matt said, running his hand through his hair.
End [[ chapter 1 ]]
Matt's trying to stay calm =p
What will they do now? & poor Jeffy's in a bad mood; Evan's depressed and lost; I sense a catfight amongst the divas.