Yeah, I'm So Over You!
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Notes: Lauryyin's on Smackdown, and so is Dave! She kinda goes a little psycho on this one! Review so I can get better! Thanks!
Ch. 2: Out for Blood
All eyes on me. Yeah that's how I feel right now. I mean I know I'm the talk of the locker room, but damn! "Hey Fuego! Get here girl!" Boomed a very familiar voice. I turned to see Mark Calaway or The Undertaker looking at me, quite unpleasantly.
"Hello to you, too Mr. Calaway!" He still didn't look too happy. Great! "So what'd I do now?" I whined. "So you just had to go and slap him! I told you I would handle it. Girl you are just crazy." Whoa, insulting!
"Mark before you start blowing your top, I really didn't mean to hit him!" I lied. Damn. He knows when I lie because I kind of sing my words when I do. And I was doing just that!
He just frowned. Mark is my good friend. You know the not-old-enough-to-be-your-dad-but-too-old-to-date friend. Plus he's married. But for some reason, I think he's hot. Yeah he's right, I am crazy.
"Lauryyin, dammit! You have to learn how to control your anger!" Oh yeah, he's the one to talk. "Ok I get it Mark! Damn. Daddy!" I whined. "So anyway, how'd you find out that I hit him?" Yeah, like I don't know!
"Like you don't know, Lauryyin. Glen told me. He was backstage when you hit him." Great. I forgot Glen is like Mark's eyes when I was on raw. I don't really talk to him much though. He's really smart. I kind of had a crush on him. So what. I think he is sexy! "Lauryyin now you're here with me, so he wont be saying much to you."
New locker room, nice! Whispering girls, not nice! Not very many girls here though. Ugh! "So what's the deal with you and Dave?" Melina asked as I was preparing for my debut match. She's like the only girl here that I would talk to. " So we were in Houston, and I wanted to surprise him, so I went to his room and caught him on top of some slut!" Oh no, I could feel the tears now. "Lauryyin, don't cry, he's the one missing out!" Melina said as she sat beside me on the couch. Sorry, but I'm not crying because of him cheating. I'm crying because I know I might go to jail for what I'm going to do to him.
"Hey Lori! Girl I miss you over here. What are you up to?" This was my other sister Dylen. She's on Raw.
"Hey Dy! I miss you too. I've done good over here. I have avoided the bastard for the past couple of weeks. He's called, but you know, Mark basically cussed him out."
"Ha Ha! So are you sure you're alright Lauryyin? Because I talked to Melina, and she said that you looked kind of weird. She said your eyes looked evil."
"You have no ide- um yeah. Well she's wrong. I'm great. And why is she looking into my eyes, I don't roll that way!"
"You know what I'm talking about Lori! You need to chill. You guys weren't serious anyway. And plus you didn't even sleep with him, so there's nothing to worry about."
"Yeah. Ok." Like I'm really going to listen to her. When will they learn.
"Lauryyin, just ask for some time off to clear your head. Please. You're kind of scaring me."
"Don't be. I'm cool. Gotta go Chikk!"
"Alright. Love ya dude!"
Damn! This is just great. I'm sitting backstage, chilling before my match, and who just so happens to come in? The Bastard, formally known as Dave Bautista. "Lauryyin, can we talk."
Shit! Where the hell is Mark when you need him!
"Talk bitch. I'm listening." I said as I glared daggers into his face.
"Lauryyin, I'm so sorry. That girl was a mistake. I mean you wouldn't do anything with me so I-"
I had to cut him off! "So you're saying that because I'm a virgin, and I wouldn't fuck, you had to cheat! Hello! Use some damn lotion or some Vaseline. Hell, watch a freaking porno!" He just stood there. There was nothing he could say. I was right. Ha! By the time I was finished yelling, everyone backstage was staring.
"He said what?" Mark asked. You should see his face right now! Priceless. "Yeah he did. So basically he just said 'Hey yeah I only dated you for your ass, but since you're not givin' it to me, I'll get it from someone else!' I expected this stuff from someone my age, not someone in their 30's. Mark, I'm never going to find a man!" Oh great. Here comes the waterworks. Aww, not in front of Mark.
Instead of telling me to suck it up, he pulled me into his arms and kissed my forehead. The tears stopped and the blushing started. What? I said he was hot. Mmm, he smells nice!
"See you later, Melina." I said as I was walking to the parking lot. I was going home, whatever that is, for three days! That's when he lit the fuel for the fire.
Guess who I saw hugged up with a fan whore, none other than the bitch ass bastard Batista!
Oh yeah. He's really going to regret cheating on me. Now, I'm out for blood. Dave's blood.
