Disclaimer – I own none of the characters except Vanessa and Leila. The rest are trademarked to World Wrestling Entertainment.
Vanessa rushed down the corridor until she saw a demoralized Adam, walking out of Vince's office.
"Adam?" She tried to take his hand, but he pulled away from her abruptly and remained in the same place. "Come on, let's go sit down somewhere and talk." After a few minutes of persuading, she led him to an empty locker room, where he immediately sat down and held his head in his hand, not even looking at her.
"My whole life gone just like that – I don't know what I'm going to do!"
"Adam, I'm so sorry. I don't even know what to say…"
"Not just wrestling. Everything. Vince certainly didn't hold anything back. First I'm going to 4 months of rehab and then when I get out, I'm blocked from wrestling in any company for 2 years. It's almost as though he wants to punish me, not help me. He's a selfish bastard." All of a sudden, he jumped up and kicked a chair. "It's not right!"
Vanessa rushed over and held him in her arms. "Sssh, it's going to be fine. Just let it all out now." His weight buckled and he fell on his knees crying. Vanessa knelt down beside him and rocked his head, while he cried. He seemed so vulnerable in this position, she couldn't help but remember all the times when he had been in this position yet he continued his torture. She must have shown some of her emotions because Adam lifted his head up and looked at her intensely.
"Will you be okay?"
"Yeah I'll be fine!" She realised by his expression that this was not the reply he wanted so she quickly changed her mind. "Of course I'll miss you an awful lot while you're in rehab. But I'll write to you every day."
"I'm afraid I won't be allowed any contact with anyone on the outside world, apart from one letter." He paused for one second, and then took both of her hands. "I think we should break up."
She let out a little gasp. For a very long time, she considered breaking up with him but she felt too trapped to even attempt it. But now the moment had finally come, yet she didn't know how to feel about it. "Why?"
"This isn't fair to you. None of this. I've treated you shit and the only way I can start to heal is by letting go. The idea of rehab has been suggested to me for a long time and the only way I can start healing is by letting go of some parts of my life that tend to cause me to drink. You're part of that."
"What do mean I'm part of that?" She felt all the frustrations that she felt earlier building up inside of her, exploding to the surface. "All I've ever done is support you in everything you do. I've been a perfect girlfriend to you and yet you've abused me. I just held you while you cried and here you are, trying to put the blame on me. This is all down to you Adam. I was there for you during it all and you repay me like this? Well thanks a lot, it's nice to know how much you appreciate me!"
"Is everything okay in here?" Before Randy Orton could finish, Adam had struck Vanessa in the face and she fell to the floor. A few ring guys outside swarmed into the room to attend to her, while Randy Orton restrained Adam back and pushed him out of the room.
"Jesus Adam, control yourself. What's Vince going to think now when he hears about this?"
"I don't know or care anymore." He peered into the room to see Vanessa lying on the floor unconscious. "I've lost everything now and there's nothing else to live for." He barged past Randy and walked out of the arena.
"Adam, please don't do anything stupid!" Randy called out after him, but he had already left. He was about to follow him, but he had his own career to think about. Adam was his best friend but he knew that if he left, then Vince would fire him and that was a risk he was not willing to take.
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Vanessa opened her eyes to find 3 surgeons and Maria towering over her.
"Her eyes her moving!" she heard Maria yell before being told to leave by one of the surgeons. The next couple of minutes consisted of doctor's asking her general questions to check that she was okay. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes and instead answered every question perfectly with a smile on her face. Hospitals made her wince; therefore she wanted to get out as soon as possible, even if that meant putting her health in jeopardy.
"Okay, Miss Milan, it seems as though everything is fine. You suffered a mild concussion and so I would recommend avoiding anything strenuous for a couple of days, until you feel 100 again."
She politely thanked him and began to get off the table when she was abruptly stopped.
"I'm afraid we can't disperse you yet. We still have to run some tests just to make sure that everything is okay. It will only take a few minutes." She quietly grumbled to herself before lying back down again. One of the surgeons opened the door and told everyone waiting outside that they could come in. Maria, Randy Orton and one of her best friends from home, Leila came in.
"Hey girl!" she yelled, rushing to her bedside and giving her a huge hug. "What happened to you?"
"Trust me, you don't want to know." She smiled when she saw Randy Orton come in holding flowers and he gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"Hi, thanks for these, they're absolutely amazing!"
"Technically, they're not from me. They're from Adam."
"Randy!" Maria interrupted, and then lowered her voice. "What did I tell you in the car?"
"Don't worry about it. I'm fine." She put the flowers next to her and beamed at everyone. "Really, I'm okay. You can mention him around me, it's okay. Yes we broke up, but I'm not bitter, I wish him all the best of luck in rehab and with whatever he decides to do."
"Well that's good then," said Maria quickly and changed the subject. "How much longer will you be here for?"
"The doctor says just for a couple of minutes but you never know. I'm itching to get out of here, hospitals give me the creeps." She roughly itched herself, until Leila sat down beside her and hugged her again.
"You'll be out of here soon, trust me." Leila rummaged in her bag for a while, until she finally pulled out a notepad and a pen. "I'm sorry if this is the wrong time, it's just that I'm a really big fan."
Maria and Randy Orton discreetly smiled to themselves and signed her book. "So, you a fan of wrestling then?"
"Ever since I was a baby. I've always loved it. You're my favourite wrestler."
Randy grinned and looked at Leila more closely. She was absolutely gorgeous, she was a mix of Puerto-Rican and African-American, with long brunette hair braided into two plaits. Definitely his type of woman. "Why, thank you! If you're not doing anything tomorrow night, I can probably get you tickets for the show, then we're going to a club to celebrate Cena's birthday."
Both Leila and Vanessa looked at each other and simultaneously said, "We'll be there."
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"This better be the right way," Leila said. Before Vanessa could answer her, they saw Maria, Kelly Kelly and Mickie James sitting in the canteen area. Leila went round and hugged everyone, but Vanessa stood to the side and smiled politely at all the women.
"Hey, we didn't think you'd be able to make it," Mickie said.
"No, I wouldn't miss this for the world! We got here early but we got a bit lost on our way to here, thanks to someone," she said, looking at Vanessa.
"I've already apologised! What do you want me to do?" she cried out, failing to hide the creeping smile on her face.
"Forget about that, I'm so excited for the party tonight!" Maria squealed.
"Me too, I bet it's going to be amazing. Oh my God, I still can't believe that I'm going to a wrestler's party!" screamed Leila
Kelly shot her a disgusted look. "You won't be going, if you plan on wearing that"
Leila imitated her look, "Trust me; I've got a change of clothes in my bag. I just didn't want them to get all messed up while I was at the show."
"Well then you'd better get going then, it's just about to start. Run along now, you wouldn't want to miss Randy Orton's match. You should be there screaming for him like all the other 12-year old dumb, trampy girls in the audience."
"What exactly is your problem?" Leila stood up and towered over the other girl.
"Ladies! There's no need for all of this, let's all just enjoy ourselves and have a good time. I'll walk you to your seats." Mickie got up and Leila and Vanessa followed her to the opening doors.
"What the fuck was wrong with her?" Vanessa asked, growing angrier by the second.
"Trust me, I haven't got enough time to explain it to you now. Just go out, enjoy the show and I'll meet you by the back entrance to get ready to go to John's party. Okay?"
"We'll be there, thanks." Vanessa quickly said and led Leila to their designated front seats.
"If that bimbo messes with me again tonight, then I swear there's going to be some major drama at John's party tonight. I don't know who she thinks she is, talking to me like that but she's definitely going to learn a lesson, if she even tries it again."
Vanessa nodded in agreement without really listening to her. Whenever Leila got angry, there was no reasoning with her, so it was just best to let her steam off. Hopefully Kelly wouldn't talk to either of them again; if she did, then she would have to find out the hard way about the very short fuse of her best friend.
