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Chapter 1 – Shunned
Ever since she and her sister had made it into the WWE, Nikki Bella had always been hard on herself, totally enveloped in perfecting her craft, she never allowed herself to be truly happy. She hated that about herself, because it tended to ruin some otherwise pretty damn fine moments, but this was the WWE, after all. Only a year before they joined, four other divas were dropped and winning over the crowd became a much more difficult job than her and her sister Nikki Bella realized. However, they both toughed it out and ended up winning crowds of people over, deeming them the Bella Army.
Yet even still, Nikki knew that good things never last long. A superstar or diva could, for instance, come from a strong athletic background, have an incredible amount of charisma, be able to entertain thousands and thousands of people night after night but on some innocent night whilst performing on tour at some house show, you could take a bump incorrectly or misinterpret your opponent and your career is postponed or worse gone and that person's name gets added to that pile of other superstars and divas who got cut down too early. Such things happened. That wasn't paranoia. It was a terrible fact that Nikki knew better than anybody- or at least better than anybody whose twin sister had not suffered quite a major injury 4 months into their career and whose been force to job to the likes of the Kelly Kelly's and the Eve Torres' in the WWE. Such things happened, and she was proof of it.
Therefore – the WWE having proved to her the unreliability of the present, happiness made a certain Nikki Bella anxious. Feelings of safety and security got her practicing over and over until moves were perfect, working on promos and acting skills until she was near flawless, hardly going out with Divas as she deemed it wasteful and pointless unlike her sister.
Any moment of happiness should be treated with caution for the aftermath of consequences to come. "The word "happiness" would lose its meaning if it wasn't followed by sadness," she believed, which explained her quiver of worry as she lay naked on top of her bed beside Daniel Bryan amongst what was the start of a suspiciously exquisite morning. Light rays peaked through the hotel curtain; the breeze elegantly flowed around the room, gently cooling her skin as if it was being repeatedly kissed over and over again. The most worrying of all about last nights events that lead to this particular morning, the sex with this man she didn't love had been to damned good to be trusted beyond the admittedly fine moments of her satisfaction and his. She'd kept her eyes open during the finale, which meant she'd caught Daniel smirking down at her, looking pleased with himself. Don't flatter yourself, she'd nearly blurted, but then she thought, first of all, that wasn't kind and he didn't deserve it, and second of all, why shouldn't he flatter himself? Daniel was among the best superstars in the business and his move set was one unlike any other. She could hardly think of better talents in a man.
"Gorgeous diva," Daniel murmured, tracing a lazy finger down her sternum.
"Satisfied diva," Nikki said, lifting his hand off and laying it back on his own damp chest.
He laughed at her remark. She and Daniel lay sprawled on their backs like they had just wrestled a main event match. Lying a few inches away from him, so their limbs couldn't touch and entwine. Nikki let out an irrepressible sigh of pleasure. She regretted it almost instantly; wanting to take it back because God knew that it doesn't last for long.
"Happiness followed by sadness"…
The sound of a certain doorknob being twisted and turned, wanting to be unlocked caused her to sit up and face towards the bedroom door, alert to the possibility of unpleasant surprise.
"Did you hear that Daniel?"
"What?"
"Shh!… Somebody is outside my hotel room"
"Who?"
She threw him a look. Sometimes she wondered if Daniel had suffered one too many bumps to the head and unfortunately his intelligence is what suffered.
"What?" he repeated, half laughing.
He may be two years older than she was, but sometimes Nikki felt as if she was the more mature one. Abandoning him, as he lay naked and limp on her bed, she slid down off the luxurious queen sized bed. Once her feet touched the ground she took slow silent steps to the very door she thought was the source of the noises she heard earlier. Nikki peeked through the peephole and got a shock that panicked her.
"Crap! Daniel! Get up! Get dressed! You've got to leave now!" she hissed as she rushed back into her bedroom. The sight that greeted her eyes, as she looked through the tiny passage hole was that of her own reflection or in her particular case, the unnerving sight of her twin sister Brie Bella trying to unlock the door.
She shut the bedroom door, hurrying to pick up clothes to cover her naked body. She felt shocked though without being surprised at all, since she believed that bad things followed good as inevitably as death followed life, and as frequently.
"Who is it, your other boyfriend?"
Daniel's tone was joking, with an insecure edge to it.
"I don't have another one. I don't even have one."
That was blunt enough to be mean and she immediately felt guilty.
"What am I?" Daniel asked quietly.
Convenient was the adjective that popped into Nikki's mind but she didn't say it out loud. He was that, along with being the only WWE Superstar who didn't brag about what they were doing the night before, let alone who as far as she knew. She glanced up at her current lover-not-boyfriend.
"Well?" he challenged her.
She gave him a frustrated look because the question irritated her and she couldn't come up with an answer that was true without also being hurtful. She turned her back on him quickly putting on a pair of shorts, and then throwing on a white singlet over her slim physique.
"Hey" Daniel said in a tone of a man feeling ignored.
Banging on the door proved a quick diversion and alerted the WWE superstar as he quickly threw his clothes back on.
"Just stay in here, don't come out until you hear the door slam shut. Let yourself out and if you're seen, just say you were dropping off the schedule I asked for" she whispered.
Nikki left the bedroom shutting the door behind her.
"Nikki! I know you're in there! I must have the wrong key… Let me in!" Brie called out.
"Hold on!"
The dark brunette diva quickly scanned the room of anything that may lead her twin into suspecting last night's events. Nothing seemed to be out of order but Nikki was preparing herself for the worst, because if it weren't now, it would be later. She approached the door and reluctantly opened it.
"Whoa, you looked like you just woke up"
"And Good Morning to you… What's wrong with your key?"
"Must have grabbed Alicia's or Melina's when I left this morning. No biggy." She threw her black clutch on the leather couch before lounging on the comfy chair herself.
Nikki's attention went back on to the bedroom door before returning to her sister who was becoming way too comfortable for her liking. However, being a twin does mean you're prone to sibling rivalry, something that Nikki was familiar with all too well. Her sister would never refuse a challenge to fight and this was the only way to get her out of the hotel room long enough so that Daniel could sneak out without being seen.
"Get Up… Let's Go. One on one in the Ring! Unless you're scared?"
Brie's ears twitched and Nikki watched as her sister stood and turned to face her sister's attention.
"You're on sister! And Loser has to take the winning Bella… That's Me, out on a Shopping Spree"
Nikki droned at the tedious wager, it was hardly anything worth fighting for but nevertheless if it gets her out of the room sooner, the better and besides, the ultimate satisfaction that comes along with being the better wrestler out of the family was certainly worth fighting for.
"Deal. May the best Bella Win."
Before Brie could celebrate that her sister willingly agreed to her wager, Nikki had shoved her sports bag to her and rushed her out the door with her own gear bag in hand.
Lastly, she slammed the door.
[At the ARENA]
Nikki buried her feelings of guilt involving Daniel Bryan and even her own twin sister. She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. Her steps even started to slow down, Brie looked back realizing her sister's mind had wondered elsewhere. She linked arms with her, sensing her anxiousness and pulled her towards the Women's Locker room.
"Why are you so…"
"Distant?" Nikki finished her sister's question.
"I was going to say Spacey but that works?"
"It's just one of those days"
"Well I hate to break it to you but it's about to get worse because I'm going to Beat you."
Nikki laughed. She could never imagine ever being on this crazy adventure without Brie. She was thankful to share this incredible lifestyle with her. Her sister was the only person that helped her through these 'shunned' days as Nikki liked to call them. The days where she felt that she needed to avoid the world and hide but Brie was always there to open her to the world, to slowly get her around to enjoying life and make her laugh.
They both got ready, adjusting their elbow pads and kneepads. Once they were ready, they both left the Women's Locker room and made their way to the ring.
On their way, the Bellas noticed the Chicago Native CM Punk come into view. Nikki was confused however she noticed that her sister wasn't.
"What's he doing here? I thought he quit?"
"He came back. Struck quite the deal apparently"
His olive eyes briefly looking over at Nikki. She quickly adverted her attention elsewhere before guiding her sister away. She looked back over her shoulder to find that his eyes were still on her; Nikki started to quicken her pace and grabbed her sister's hand to pull her along.
"Let's go now, quickly"
"Nikki!" she heard a voice call. His voice. CM Punk's voice.
Brie pulled her to stop. She cautiously turned around to face him.
"Don't I get a welcome back hug?"
"You've been away for like 4 days?"
"Just one from Brie then?"
"Yeah"
Nikki carried on walking away but she looked back to see her sister embrace CM Punk and chat a little.
She shook her head and kept on walking.