Lace Richards was next to her brother; Wesley Richards, better known as Davey Richards; as they walked into the arena.
"Are you sure you're ok with this?" Davey asked.
"Why wouldn't I be? I'm just happy to be out of where I was." Lace was up for anything to get her break into the industry. Or so she thought.
"Hey, Lace, can I talk to you for a minute?" Tony asked.
Lace had been helping to set up the ring, when the owner had called her into his office. She had been there for almost a month, and was hoping she was finally getting her shot.
"Yeah?" She asked.
"Close the door." Tony said, leaning against his desk.
"So I know you are eager to get into the ring."
"Yeah." Lace said.
"The question is how eager are you?" He asked raising an eyebrow.
"What do you mean?" She asked, innocently. Tony unzipped his pants.
"Get on your knees and open your mouth." He grinned. Lace walked over to him with a sweet smile on her face.
She placed her hands gently on his shoulders and kneed him right in the balls, before turning and walking out of his office, leaving Tony in a ball on the floor, dialing her brothers number.
"Yeah, well, he's lucky I didn't go kill him." Davey said.
"Thanks, Wes." Lace smiled. Davey smiled to himself. Lace was the only person who was allowed to call him Wes.
Hell, as far as he cared, she could call him Shit and he would still listen to her. Because of their lives growing up, he had become very protective over her. He had beat up many a boy who was chasing after his sister in school. She was never too happy about it, but understood. It was different when he had left, she had dated several guys, she wasn't serious with any of them, but soon after graduating she found herself shipped off college. She realized fast it wasn't for her, and after two years, she finally had the nerve to tell her grandma.
Soon after that, she followed in her brothers footsteps and began training. She was a natural when it came to the ring, she was just waiting for her break.
"Are you sure that it's ok?" Lace asked.
"Yes, I talked it over with Cornett. He is fine with it, and said if things work out after a few weeks, he'll even put you on the pay roll. Until then, I have you covered. You can travel and stay with me in the hotel rooms." Davey said.
"I hate to put you out." Lace said.
"Lace, you're not putting me out. I'm glad you're here. It's been too long, besides Storm says you're really good in the ring. I'd like a chance to see that." Davey said.
"I just have to talk it over with the guys." He said stopping outside of a small room.
"Just wait right here."
The 23 year old started digging through her bag. She pulled out a brush, and pulled it through her long, straight, chocolate hair. The darkness of her hair, brought out the lightness in her blue eyes. She stood at 5'6 and weighted 115 pounds. She was slender, but had curves. She threw her brush back in her purse, as Davey walked back out the door. "Come on. I haven't really told them whats going on, just that they needed to meet someone. I had to wait for them to get dressed." He said.
"Why? I wouldn't have minded." Lace grinned.
"Larissa Ann!" Davey's voice boomed, echoing through the halls.
"Come on." Lace folded her arms across her chest, pouting.
"I'm sorry Lace." He stretched his hand out, and she took it. He stepped into the room, keeping Lace out of sight, behind him.
"Guys, this is Lace." He said, pulling her around him. She grinned at the two men sitting on the couch in front of her.
"Hot." The one with the small mohawk said, grinning.
"Much better than the last girl."
"Shut it Edwards. She's my sister. Lace, Kyle O'Reilly and Eddie Edwards." Davey said, pointing to each as he said their name.
"Eddie is my tag partner."
"You, I haven't heard of." Lace said, pointing to the younger looking Kyle, then she turned to Eddie.
"Now, you I have." Lace smiled.
"I'm confused, how did the same two people who had you, create such a fine looking specimen as this?" Eddie asked, smiling.
"Oh, I like you." Lace laughed, taking the chair that sat across from the couch.
"Enough Lace." Davey said, knowing what she was doing.
"These guys are off limits. Same for her, boys. I gotta get dressed. Lace will be joining us ringside tonight. Can you fill her in Eddie? Kyle, I need to talk to you, that is, if I can trust you two alone together?" Davey said, shooting Eddie a hard look.
"Hey, I get it, hands off." Eddie smiled, putting his hands in the air.
Lace barely heard anything Eddie said, she was too fixated on his chest. Once she tore her eyes away from there, they caught his lips. When they stopped moving she forced herself to recall what he said. He had asked her something, what was it?
"Are you getting involved?" Eddie asked again.
"Sorry, no, not tonight. I still have to talk with Cornett. This was kind of a last minute thing. I was having some problems at the last place I was at." Lace said.
"Problems? Like what?" Eddie asked.
"She kneed the owner in the balls." Davey smiled, walking out of the back room.
"He deserved what he got. He was gross, and I'm sorry but you don't ask for a blow job by telling me to get on my knees and open my mouth. Do I seriously look like a slut?"
"No, Lace. You did the right thing." Davey said. Kyle had been standing in the door way of the back room, when he heard it all, he started laughing.
"He seriously told to you get on your knees and open your mouth?" Kyle asked.
"Dude, that's not funny." Eddie said.
"Yeah it is. I'm going to have save that one and use it later." Kyle said, still chuckling.
"Use it, I hope whoever you say it to, knees you in the balls. How old are you? 15?" Lace started yelling.
"Do you know how hard it is for a women in this business? Everyone thinks you'll either sleep with them or suck their dick to get ahead. It's not fun."
"Alright Lace, settle down." Davey said.
"Shut up Kyle." He yelled, Kyle continued to laugh.
"You think its fuckin' funny?" Lace yelled jumping up.
"Come here prick, I'll show you funny!" Eddie jumped on his feet to help Davey hold her back.
"Take a walk Lace." Davey said, shoving her out the door.
"Eddie, keep her out of trouble." "Alright." Eddie said, jogging to catch her.
"Fuckin' asshole." Lace said, storming off.
"Me?" Eddie asked.
"No, fuckin' 12 year old in there." Lace said.
"What's up with him anyway?"
"What do you mean?" Eddie asked, as they stopped to grab a drink.
"I mean, who is he? I talk to Wes a lot, and have never heard about him." Lace said.
"Wes?" Eddie asked.
"Sorry, he goes by Davey here, you'll have to get used to me calling him that, but you, just don't. He'll flip." Lace explained.
"He's a young guy, he doesn't have too much experience, Davey offered to help him out." Eddie explained.
"Young? He can't be but a couple years younger than you." Lace said.
"Yeah, three, he's 24. But I've been doing this a lot longer than he has." Eddie said.
"So what about you? Davey hasn't really mentioned much about you."
"I'm not surprised. He likes to keep things personal. He's very protective over me." Lace said.
"24? He's older than me?"
"Well, yeah, you can't be more than what 19, 20?" Eddie smiled slyly. Lace grinned at his compliment.
"I'm 23." She said.
"You could have just asked, but thanks for the compliment."
"If compliments make you smile that much, I can come up with a lot more." Eddie grinned.
"If we head back, do you think you can control yourself around him?"
"He'll still be there?" Lace asked.
"Yeah. He's been hanging around a lot."
"I'll be fine." Lace said, taking a deep breath. They turned and headed back to the small room.
"So, what about you? Do you wrestle?" Eddie asked.
"Yeah, well, I've been through training, but haven't really had a lot of in-ring experience. I was hoping being with Wes, he would help me with that, but we aren't the same type of wrestlers." Lace said.
"No?" Eddie asked.
"Nah, I'm more of a risk taker. I love to fly, soar. It's amazing." Lace grinned.
"I'm always game to help, if you want me too. Sounds like we may have the same style. Of course, I would have to ok it with Davey. I don't want any bad blood." Eddie said.
"Also, maybe you shouldn't mention any of that compliment stuff. He already warned us that you are of limits."
"My lips are sealed." Lace said, feeling a little sad.
"But, can I just say, I'm grown. I don't need his permission of who I can and can't like." Lace winked at him as she opened the door and walked in. Eddie stood in the hall, glad he had slipped on an over-sized t-shirt before chasing her down, his friend wasn't cooperating with him. He tugged at the bottom of his shirt, making sure it wasn't obvious, before walking in. He quickly sat in the chair she had been in. Bad move, it smelled just like her.
"Lace, get dressed." Davey said. He was still talking with Kyle. Davey didn't seem near as mad as Eddie was. Eddie was ready to rip Kyle's head off, but here Davey was sitting there talking to him like nothing had happened.
"Hey, Davey, can I have a quick word? Outside?" Eddie asked, Davey joined him outside.
"How can you just act like he didn't do anything?"
"I talked to him. Lace has a temper. She over reacted." Davey said.
"No she didn't. He needs to learn how to respect other people." Eddie said.
"He respects me." Davey said.
"Yeah, you and only you. He disrespected your sister, Davey." Eddie said.
"I talked to him, that's enough. Drop it." Davey said.
"Fine." Eddie said, following Davey back into the room.
"It happens again, I won't stop my fist from flying." Eddie glared at Kyle, who smirked at him.
He was about to jump on Kyle, but he was distracted by Lace walking out of the dressing room. She was wearing skin tight jeans, and was wearing a tight fitting, sparkly sports bra.
"Lace, you're not going out like that." Davey said, throwing a towel at her, as Eddie hurried and sat down, hiding the tightness in his pants.
"I know, I'm tying my shirt." She said, getting pissed about the towel being thrown at her.
"I don't know, she probably get you some extra cheers going out like that." Kyle smiled.
"Fuckin' loser." Lace said quietly, as she walked over by Eddie, but her heard her.
"What was that?" Kyle asked. Lace ignored him.
"Are you hard of hearing?"
"Yeah, I have a hard time hearing losers." Lace piped up as she slid her t-shirt on. She had cut the sides, and tied it together. She enjoyed showing off her curves, even if it made Davey uncomfortable.
"Fuck you." Kyle said back, grinning, thinking her had her.
"You couldn't handle me, little boy. Not even in your dreams." Lace retorted, making Eddie laugh.
"Enough! Both of you! Lace, you're going to have to learn how to get along with people around here, or this isn't going to work." Davey yelled. Lace felt the tears sting her eyes.
"Me? Really? I have done nothing wrong. I have been insulted by this guy more than once. You know, I never thought I would see the day where you would chose some chump over me. I'll meet you at the curtain." She said, walking out.
"Lace, wait." Davey called, but she was gone. Eddie had jumped up and was in Kyle's face.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Stop it Eddie." Davey said, pushing him back, then grabbing Kyle up by his shirt, slamming him against the concrete wall.
"If you ever talk to my sister like that again, I will beat the shit out of you." He growled in Kyle's face.
"I'm sorry. I just, I guess I don't know how to talk to a girl as pretty as she is." Kyle stuttered.
"Don't let it happen again." Davey said, letting him go.
"Treat her like she's one of the guys, because to you, that's what she is. Got me?"
"I'm going to check on her." Eddie said, turning towards the door. Davey grabbed his shoulder.
"Don't do this Eddie. It won't end good between us." Eddie shrugged Davey's hand off his shoulder.
"You're my friend, not my father. She's grown, she can make her own choices." He said, storming out of the room. A few minutes later he found Lace sitting against a wall. He slid down beside her.
"You ok?"
"Maybe I shouldn't have came here." Lace said.
"He seems like he's changed."
"He has, a lot since he didn't win the title. He says that's it, he won't go for it again. He thinks he's lost it. But, he wants you here. I just left him throwing Kyle against the wall." Eddie said.
"Really? He hasn't man handled anyone for me since high school." Lace took a deep breath.
"I just feel like he's changing. Like he's not happy right now. I know his separation took a lot out of him, but to be honest, he should have never married her. She wasn't right for him. She didn't understand the business. I told him if things between them stayed the way they were it wouldn't work out."
"I think he needs something to work towards. He's lost his drive, since he says he won't challenge for the belt, it's like, what else is there? He's pissed at me right now, anyway." Eddie said.
"Why?" Lace asked.
"Because I came after you." He grinned.
"Wes didn't send you after me?" Lace asked, smiling.
"Nope. He actually told me not to come. He said it wouldn't end good between us." Eddie said.
"And you still came?" Lace asked.
"Yeah. I told him you were grown, and could make your own choices." Eddie smirked.
"Thanks." Lace said, slipping her arm through his, and leaning into him, hugging his arm.
"Stop, Wes, he's just a friend." Lace complained, as they stood behind the curtain. Davey had pulled Lace over to the side when he had seen her with Eddie.
"I would rather he not be your friend." Davey said.
"But he's yours? What is it with you and him? You talked about him like he's your best friend, now I get here and you have a new friend, and your pushing Eddie away." Lace said.
"Kyle needs my help, and he's a good guy." Davey said.
"I don't like him." Lace said.
"He's not a good guy, he's a kiss ass, who will do whatever it takes to get ahead. He's a snake, I can see that, and this is the first time I've met him."
"Lace, I never asked your opinion on him. I've talked to him, and he knows if he does anything like that again to hurt you, I will hurt him." Davey said.
"Introducing first to the ring, being accompanied by Lace, the American Wolf, Davey Richards, and Die Hard Eddieeeee Edddwardssss!" The voice sounded through out the arena. The crowd started cheering. Tonight they were up against their main rivals The House of Truth. Lace did her job, keeping the crowd going. It amazed her as she watched the two men in the ring working as one. She smiled, as their hands were raised in victory, then Eddie waved her in the ring.
"Good job, tonight." Lace said, as they all made their way out of the arena.