"We're here!"
Sasha jolted awake when she heard Becky's excited holler. She blinked a few times, disoriented, and she rubbed her eyes before trying to sink back into the leather seat.
"Jesus, Becky, you scared me. Turn the air back on." She mumbled, covering her face with her arms to keep the sun out.
"Wakey, wakey Sashiiie." She heard the irish woman's accent sing as she put a hand on her shoulder to gently shake her.
Dear God, she hated that nickname. She groaned grumpily and swatted her hand away before trying to curl into herself as much as her seat belt would allow.
"Okay, that was adorable." She heard Charlotte comment and she heard a stifled giggle next to her.
She knew that sound, and it immediately woke Sasha up. Perhaps a little too quickly, she picked up her head to look at the woman next to her. She saw Bayley smiling softly at her before their eyes met and the brunette's smile immediately fell. Sasha's chest ached when she watched the sudden panic in the girl's eyes, like a deer in headlights, and the brunette immediately tore her eyes away from her, pretending to be on her phone.
Too late; she fucked up. That's a point for Sasha.
...It doesn't make her feel better.
"Ah! She's awake!" She felt Becky's hand back on her shoulder and when she felt a gentle squeeze she reluctantly turned back to look at the fiery wrestler. When she saw the tender look in her eyes she had to avert her gaze.
Sasha will always hate how great she was at reading people and situations.
"Before we get out of this car. I have a couple rules I have to go over. It's important." Charlotte said with a stern look on her face sounding more serious than she has in weeks. This was when Charlotte meant business. Sasha isn't one to follow the rules, but this is to celebrate her's and Becky's anniversary, she should at least listen. Mostly.
"Don't wander off alone, it's a wooded area and its really easy to get lost. Becky is too incompetent to find you." Charlotte started with a straight face, trying really hard not to break into a laugh when she felt a slap on her arm from the 'incompetent' Becky.
"Also, stay away from this area." Charlotte pointed somewhere behind her girlfriend and so Sasha looked out the window. There was an open space of just grass but a little ways off she saw were trees and a ton of bushes.
"There's a really steep slope, it's really easy to miss but it's practically a cliff. We don't need you dying on us. Do I make myself clear?"
Sasha nodded and was about to ask why they were camping so close to a cliff when Becky spoke up.
"One more thing. It's the most important rule." Charlotte quirked an eyebrow at her girlfriend, clearly not aware of another rule.
"Do not. Get into my extra stash of chocolate."
There was a loud smack when Charlotte face palmed. Becky didn't laugh. She was serious.
"You're chocolate is safe." Sasha said with an eye roll.
"Good" Becky smiled and turned back around in her seat to open the car door.
"Nope! Hold it Bex." Charlotte grabbed her arm and pulled her closer to her.
"Oh, what now?"
"Bug spray."
"Ugh, but I hate that stuff it's so sticky." Becky tried to pull away but Charlotte was too strong.
"I've foreseen you giving me trouble on this." Charlotte squinted at her and then reached over to the glove box and quickly pulled out some bug spray.
"Crap! It's a trap!" Becky hollered and tried to pry herself from Charlotte's grasp.
"Nope! You're not going anywhere!" Charlotte grinned and started spraying all over her girlfriend's body, paying no mind to her rhyme.
After a moment she finally let go and Becky immediately flew out of the car.
"Mutiny! Mutiny!"
After watching Becky run to the back of the car and open the back to quickly grab the tents and run off, Charlotte threateningly locked eyes with Sasha.
"You're not going to give me trouble, are you?"
"Please," Sasha rolled her eyes. "I'm way ahead of you. I have my own in my bag"
Charlotte smiled in approval before stepping out of the car and opening Bayley's car door and giving her the same threatening glare. Sasha saw the brunette's eyes widen and she nervously swallowed before immediately getting out of the car and holding her arms out to be sprayed.
Sasha tried hard not to smile.
... She failed.
Quickly, she got out of the car before she could catch her and much like the fiery wrestler, she ran to the trunk to quickly grab her spray from her bag and frantically sprayed herself before running to where Becky was setting up one of the tents. She looked down at hers and grimaced. She had no idea how to do this and... Wait. Where's the third one?
Please don't tell me they expect me and Bayley to share one.
Soon enough Bayley and Charlotte caught up to them and the blonde started helping her girlfriend set up their tent. Awkwardly, Sasha tapped her foot in the dirt as she hopelessly just stared at the other at her feet.
"I'll be there to help ya in a sec, Sash!" She heard Becky call to her and she let out a breath of relief, but still, why are there only two-
Her thoughts were interrupted when she saw Bayley drop a sleeping bag a little ways across from Becky and Charlotte.
What...? No way, she isn't about to sleep outside. What the fuck?
Okay, that's just fucking extra. She'd rather sleep in the dirt then be in the same tent as her? Not thinking, she couldn't stop herself from kicking at the grass beneath her. What a fucking...
Ugh!
It shouldn't fucking be like this.
"You alright, pretty lass?" She heard an amused voice next to her and Sasha shot her head up. Becky was smirking at her as she picked up the tent at their feet.
"What, you think this is funny?" The younger wrestler practically growled in annoyance. She hated being caught when she was letting out any type of emotion.
"Relax, it's only a tent. It's pretty easy when you figure out what to do." She flashed one of her famous 'Becky' smiles and Sasha had to force herself to calm down.
"Yeah..." She muttered before grabbing one of the uh... wire thingies.
They started setting up the tent in silence while Sasha tried to help as best she could.
She had to ask.
"What is Bayley doing? Why doesn't she have a tent?"
Becky looked at her in surprise and quickly glanced at her and back at the tent a few times.
"Oh. Well, we only had two, and well. We told her we'd buy another but she said she wanted to 'sleep under the stars'" She said quickly as she laughed nervously. "I'm sure it's not-"
"You and I both know that's utter bullshit." Sasha deadpanned. Becky stopped what she was doing and looked her straight in the eye.
"Look, Sash. I know how it looks but I mean, come on. She'll forgive you eventually. This is Bayley we're talkin' about. You have time, lass." She said before chancing a hand on her shoulder.
Sasha immediately shrugged her off. "It's whatever. I don't care."
Why should she have to be forgiven? She only did what any other wrestler would do. It's nothing personal, it's just how it has to be sometimes. Why can't she fucking understand?
"'course you don't. My bad." Becky smirked again and shot her a wink before she continued setting up her tent. Sasha felt her eye physically twitch.
Asshole.
She looked back over at Bayley who was once again on her phone. She let an angry scowl form on her face as she thought about her talking to Carmella. About Carmella making her laugh. Making her smile.
She thought about how Carmella was the one who was there for her now. Has Bayley talked to her about their fight? Have they talked shit about her? Probably.
Sasha angrily wiped at the tears that were rapidly forming in her eyes.
Fuck, fuck, fuck!