Disclaimer: I claim no ownership to the WWE characters, all the matches and show venues mentioned is all FAKE.
Summary: Sienna was happy to be with her sister Sammie in Phoenix, where the WWE will be having a show. Apart knowing that Sammie is pregnant with Sheamus baby and Sienna will be part of the team to discuss over Sammie wedding, she was flabbergasted to meet someone from her past that she will always be in love with, despite everything that had happen between them.
A/N: Spoiler for my previous Fanfic – Gorgeous me, Celtic Warrior. I got to get this story idea out of my head. Comment under the review section if I should continue much further as I had plan (for 2 chapters only) or just as it is. Thanks.
P/S: And please bare with me on my grammatical error.
Characters Portrayed: Sienna – Ashley Greene & Sammie – Taylor Cole (act in CSI Miami as CSI Samantha Owens).
1
One of my favourite leisure activities that I enjoy most is sleeping. And the hatest thing that I hate most is waking up. Guess what's the cause that distracts me from my triple-la-la land? The ringing of my Hello Kitty phone. As much as I adore you my cute Hello Kitty phone, at this moment, you are the enemy. Urghhh!
Forcing myself to lift up myself from my fluffy pillow, I snatch the phone, cursing and grumbling at the disturbance caller, "hullohh?"
"Sienna? Did I wake you?"
I swear I was talking to the most moronic person in the frigging world. Of course you did wake up, A BIG DUH!
"Why don't I call you at this time of the day, Sammie?" I grunted. I think she might call me somewhere in the country just to update where she and Sheamus are currently right now, or can I said the whole WWE wrestlers are now. But seriously, calling me at 4am? Where is she? Hawaii?
My guesses are right. She forgot about the times different between Miami and wherever she is now.
"Sorry, I should have known better," apologise my dearest sister. Apparently, she is travelling with her Wrestler boyfriend, Stephen aka Sheamus, around the country. Those two are inseparable. I'm sure they are joining together by the hip. Sammie had turn down WWE offer to be part of the company, obviously as a valet for Sheamus and one of the WWE Diva. She just wants to accompany her lover and father had jokingly declared that "Your sister is now working as a groupie for Sheamus...hahaha!" But that joke had offended Stephen of course. He had warn father if he crack another joke like those, he swear to destroy father's ultimate dream. Father ultimate dream?
To be the father-of-the-bride. No question asks and none will be entertain, people!
To Stephen of having Sammie with him is heaven and she is his muse.
I wish I can be someone muse.
"Planet earth calling Sienna! Planet earth calling Sienna!"
"Shut it Sammie..."I forced my eyes to stay open.
"I just want to tell you that Steph wanted you to come down to WWE Monday Raw show tomorrow in Phoenix..."
What? One of the things that can wake me up feeling so fresh and with immerses enthusiasm - Watching WWE wrestling live!
"Serious?"
"Of course-"
"But why?" I asked Sammie suspiciously.
"Well there are a few reasons but one that comes out strongly - you got to promise not to tell our demented father?" Sammie beg me.
Without thinking much and so bloody anxious to know the reason, I just agree with her.
"Here goes...Stephen doesn't want me to be alone..." Sammie, I can detect her nervousness to open up her problems which I never know about.
"It's normal for Stephen to be so protective of you."
"I'm pregnant," confessed Sammie.
"Congratz!"
"Thanks."
"When did you know you're pregnant? How long is it? Gawd Sammie, I have a lot of questions to ask!" I shrieked through the receiver. How excited I am hearing my only sister is having a baby. I am so going to Phoenix. Let me see, where is that gym bag of mine? I better start packing.
Looking around my bedroom in the apartment that I shared with Sammie, and sometime Stephen too living with us nowadays, I started to rummage all my clothing and accessories in my closet, while holding on the phone receiver plaster on my right ear. Sammie, on the other line, was telling me that the first time that they find out because Sammie had suddenly fainted after complaining to Stephen that she was having headaches and nauseous for no apparent reasons. Sammie reassure me that Stephen did ask her to go to the company doctor but she had refused at that time. When Dr. Nolan had examined Sammie after her spell of fainting, they were informed by Dr Nolan that Sammie was 2 months pregnant.
"So what's the plan now, apart not telling father about your pregnancy?"
"You know Wrestlemania 28 that will be held in Miami, right?" asked Sammie.
Looking at my Twilight calendar, hanging behind my closet, I saw the date 1st April was circled with a written of "FINALLY, Wrestlemania is BACK" in the box. "But what does it got to do with your telling father and your pregnancy?" I asked curiously. Do forgive me, because my brain does not really function well in a wee morning and my current excitement mode.
"Well, Stephen and I will be marry a day before the event," said Sammie slowly, holding on to her excitement of the new.
"Serious?" I can't believe of what I'm hearing. Stephen, at last will be part of my demented family! Yadah!
"Yes, actually he just proposes to me like a few minutes ago..."
"And you are on the phone with me? Why didn't you having celebratory sex at this moment?" I'm sure the whole neighbourhood will be hearing my shout of excitement by now.
"I promise him something's great later. I got to tell someone, Sienna!"
"Of course, thank you for making me the first to know!"
"This is one of the reasons you got to be here in Phoenix. Helping me plan my wedding with Amy!" I can hear that she is in tears now...happiness tears, mind you. I've stopped packing, wait I have finished my packing, and now I am sitting on my bed, feelings so astounded of everything that I have just heard. First, Sammie asked me to go to Phoenix, and then she told me she was pregnant and last but not least, she wants me to help her prepare for her wedding. Wooowwww!
"Sienna?" I heard Sammie calling me through the receiver. "Yes yes I am still here."
"So you are coming here right?" she asked quivering in a small voice.
"Of course. First flight to Phoenix, I will be by your side in a flash!"
2
My promised to Sammie to be on the first flight to Phoenix, well, I didn't get to buy that ticket but I did get to buy the second trip. I have messaged her to tell that I will be touching down an hour after lunchtime. I did not receive a replied message until I was up in the air and almost reaching my destination. I don't want to know what Sammie so bloody busy is for. For all I know, she had left her career, pursuing a freelance journalist now while spending her waking moment by the side of the Great White.
How life is so unfair to me...
The message read: Sorry for the late reply. I was giving Stephen his long awaited gift. Stephen and I will be picking you up later. XOXOXO soon-to-be Ms Farrelly.
Sigh...sweet!
"Welcome to Phoenix, Arizona. Have a nice time while you are here!" announce the bunk-face air stewardess.
I quickly grabbed my gym bag and my "My Chemical Romance" messenger bag, from the baggage compartment and join in the queue to the main exit of the plane. I did not pack much, and decided to buy all my toiletries and undergarment once I reached the county. Anyway, Sammie and I share the same size for clothes, even shoes, so I can always use hers'.
Once I was cleared from the immigration, I push the baggage trolley to the arrival gate, and immediately I saw Sammie. She had her hair bunch in a sock bun style, which she always had it loose. She was wearing an off-the shoulder pink sweatshirt with a hot pants and she was wearing a sandal then her usual black heel boots. Very sexy mother-to-be! A black sun glass perched on top of her head. When she saw me, we wave to each other like a bunch of nursery students.
I can't see the Pale warrior anywhere near Sammie, which I find it a bit odd.
When I finally reach Sammie, we hugged each other, swinging side-by-side like a pair of clowns. "God, I miss you!" shrieked Sammie in my ear. I can feel that I was at the brink of tears. Closing my eyes to stop the tears, but suddenly I heard a very familiar voice saying my name.
So familiar that I wish I had a superpower to vanish myself into thin air.
Definitely, that voice does not belongs to the Great white, he is not someone I am trying to run away, (God I miss that Irish brute!). The voice belongs to someone from my past, and I had regrettably categorised him as 'The one that got away'.
I pulled myself out of Sammie embrace, without looking at him, instead I dragged Sammie aside and fiercely asked her, in a low whispered, "Why is he here?"
Sammie look at me in puzzled, and very innocent. For a moment I feel like strangling her for feigning innocent, but then I remembered that I have never told her about 'him'. You see, at that time when I lost 'him', I was the stupid one for causing our relationship to go haywire. I did not admit my stupidity; always believe that 'he' was not worth anymore than my very own ego. Did I say I regret of losing him? If I did not say before, now I am saying loud and clear for anyone to mock me. Of course, why should I tell Sammie or anyone at that for my very own stupidity mistake? Definitely I've still got my ego to take care of. Losing 'him' was one thing, but losing my self-ego (I would like to re-name it as my self-respect), I rather be a hermit than look down by others.
"I don't know that you know Brock," said Sammie puzzled, "he insist to come so that he can get away."
Yes, 'him' is the one and only Brock Lesnar. By then, both Stephen and Brock had walked towards us, with Brock looks very shocked (Does he knows that Sammie and I happen to be related? I wonder) and, let's not forget the Great White grinning like a Cheshire cat. Still not looking at Brock, linking my hand through Sammie's arm, I tried to look like my old self - the chirpy girl that will melt CM Punk's heart (or Brock?), "Hello Father-to-be, great to see you!" we exchanged hugged and all the while, I averted my face away from Brock. "Lass...!"
Breaking away from the hug, there was a buzzing silence within the four of us, beside the welcomes' of shouts that could be heard from the nearby passengers, greeting their families and friends. I refused to make the first move. All I want at that moment is to vanish. Kaput!
"So you know each other?" asked Sammie, I didn't know that she is such a nosy mother-to-be? Taking the lead of Sammie (maybe) Stephen also was looking at Brock and me, simultaneously, waiting for affirmation from either of us. I dare myself to look at those baby blue eyes of Brock. There is definitely a surprise in his eyes, but what I saw the next second after looking through those baby blue eyes, had a shocked me to the core. There is a shy glimmer of love in his eyes. I quickly look away, and nodded as an answer to Sammie's pending question. Brock did not utter a single word, but just looking at me in silence.
Sensing that I am not particularly a happy camper with the current situation now, my ever hero of pale warrior comes into the rescue. "I'm hungry. Let gets something to chow," said Stephen as he patted Brock's broad shoulder, in which broke his silence stare at me, and relent to follow Stephen to the direction of the cafe.
Sammie pulls me to look at her. I know I got to tell her or anyone about Brock, but must we do it here, in the middle of clustered airport?
I've tried to give her a sad puppy face that had always get me of what I want, but it did not sway Sammie curiosity. Finally, I've decided to tell her the truth, "He belongs to my past that I am not proud of."
"How come?" asked Sammie as she pulled me to the nearest seats in the arrival hall. I duly take the seat facing Brock, who was walking beside Stephen; he did not look behind at us. Everything's about his appearance still looks the same like before as I used to remember him.
"Do you still remember that I once told you I have a blonde boyfriend, which you never believe me because all my boyfriends happen to be either brunette or black head?" I asked Sammie who just nodded to my queries. "Well, he was my only blonde boyfriend."
"Is that all? My only blonde boyfriend?" asked Sammie disgusted but I know and she knows that there are more to it than it is.
"I tell you I promise but not when he was near me," I pleaded Sammie, without realising that tears start to fall from my eyes. Sammie knows I don't want to tell her yet and she knows there is time for her to grill me more than just my only one blonde boyfriend. "Please?"
Sammie pulls me for a hug without saying a word that needed for me to know she is there, always for me.