"So, when is Uncle Chris coming back?" Luke asked his eldest sister. Mackenzie simply shrugged her shoulders.
"Most likely when Fozzy is done touring, you know he takes breaks," she explained. She, along with Paige and her siblings, were now on a plane ride to Raw's next city, and Mackenzie was just waiting for chaos to strike. Oddly enough, it had not. Her twin siblings had yet to even make a snarky comment toward, or let their Orton temper out in the slightest.
"Uncle Chris?" Paige questioned.
"He's not really our uncle, our mom is just close with him, and considers him a brother," Mackenzie explained. Being in the WWE, or any wrestling company for the matter, it was always a good idea to keep people in close relations with you. It got lonely on the road, and that would sometimes lead to the making, or breaking of many relationships.
"So, who else does your family consider family?" Paige asked.
"Well there's Uncle Jay for my dad," Mackenzie stated.
"There's Uncle John, Uncle Paul, Uncle Shawn and Uncle Cody for our dad," Luke explained.
"And Aunt Torrie, Aunt Stacy, Uncle Chris, Uncle Mike, Uncle Daniel, Aunt Brie and Aunt Candice for our mom," Victoria answered.
"Your mum likes a Bella?" Paige asked.
"I was shocked too, but Brie is actually a sweetheart, fuck Nikki and her plastic boobs."
"Didn't mom say to watch your language around us?" Luke smirked, trying to be a smart ass.
"And didn't you break Randy's gym headphones, that you blamed our dog for?" Mackenzie retorted, which shut Luke right up. Paige couldn't help but laugh at how the siblings were so alike, despite only sharing a mother.
Her thoughts couldn't help but slip to the night before, and how distant Seth began to act afterwards. Seth's touch was still soft and reminiscent in her mind, but it was how uncomfortable he seemed to become.
"So, how was your night?" Paige asked, trying to distract herself from her own thoughts. Mackenzie sighed, with an eye roll following.
"Roman snores," she responded.
"Okay, but what about Dean? Did you manage to sneak any peeks at his-"
"Kids in the room! And no, I wouldn't stoop that low." Mackenzie stopped her friends train of words. Though her siblings were already aware of those types of things, Mackenzie however, did not want to be held responsible for anything that they heard on this trip.
With that being said, she was never going to mention anything about what happened with Philip Brooks either. That name had become a forbidden topic in her family's household. So, Mackenzie wouldn't mention it, or at least until she was with Paige alone.
…
Which wasn't too hard, considering that WWE programing had absolutely nothing for her to do, but with the rules that every Superstar and Diva had to be present in case the original plan backfired, Mackenzie had to stay ready in backstage in her ring gear.
They had arrived at the arena about an hour ago, and had already memorized whatever scripts needed to be prepared for the show. Which really wasn't anything considering Paige had a match against Alicia, where she was booked to win.
Destiny had yet to come pick up her siblings, who were in their own little world at this point, and now Mackenzie was left to nothing but her thoughts, which sucked ass.
She really regretted the events that took place with Phil the night before, and she was dying to spill all the details, but she knew better. He walked out on the company three months prior, so not only was he the enemy, he was also taken by no one other than AJ Lee.
"I need several cups of coffee right now, I feel like I'm dying," Paige spoke, interrupting her friend's thoughts. Mackenzie nodded, trying to pretend she was interested in anything being said.
"Aren't you a little worried about the whole Shield thing? Like, what if some shit backfires?" Mackenzie finally spoke. Paige rolled her eyes.
"Why? Scared your little boyfriend Dean is gonna get himself hurt?" she mocked. Luke and Victoria giggled at this. Mackenzie sneered.
"No, idiot. First and foremost, Dean and I don't even consider each other friends, so let's cut that shit there, and if anyone should be scared, it should be you. Your little boyfriend Seth is gonna get his ass handed to him tonight," she mocked the British girl's accent.
She knew that her best friend Seth could very well handle himself in the match stipulation, but throwing Seth in Paige's face always made Paige a little timid. The younger girl would never admit how much she felt for two toned wrestler, but it was more than obvious.
"You know what? My match is up next!" and with that Paige was gone, Divas championship in tow. Mackenzie laughed.
"Aww, would you look at that. Being a pain in everybody's ass, just like your mother," came the voice of Destiny Woods-Hardy.
"Aunt Destiny!" Luke and Victoria simultaneously screamed, while running toward the former WWE Diva. She was her mom's best friend, a four time women's champ, three time women's tag champ, and the loving wife of her Uncle Jeff Hardy.
"The apple doesn't fall too far from the tree, does it?" Mackenzie grinned before taking the woman in for a hug. Destiny had been a part of Mackenzie's life for almost ten years now. Destiny was mentor to the younger Diva, and often times the person she'd go to when she didn't want to tell her mom Lexi about anything.
"Thanks, for watching them, if you need anything, please let Jeff or I know." Destiny spoke, almost instantly knowing something was on Mackenzie's mind.
The thing was, no matter how much she wanted to tell Destiny, she couldn't. Phil had made his way through the Divas locker room before Mackenzie was even legal. Her mom and Destiny, had just so happened to be some of the first.
"You know Aunt Destiny, I'm actually fine this time," she lied. Destiny frowned, but nodded anyway.
"Well, okay, I hope you know you can still tell me anything," Destiny pushed.
"I know, I just have nothing to tell," Mackenzie tried her best to reassure. Destiny frowned again before deciding to leave it.
"Alright, well, I'll see you around kiddo. Love you," and with that her siblings and aunt were gone.
Mackenzie let out a sigh of relief. Lying was something she was the worst at, and it took every fiber of her being to not say anything.
"Nice cover toots," a manly voice spoke. Mackenzie turned to see the signature smirk of Phil Brooks, or CM Punk as he was better known as, standing where he could be hidden.
"Why are you here? You know you're not the most loved guy in the locker room these days," Mackenzie sneered through gritted teeth. Phil's smirk only grew to her dismay.
"Easy kid, my girlfriend still works here," he challenged, mentioning AJ.
"She could do so much better than you, I want you to know that," Mackenzie countered. Phil feigned being hurt, but chuckled after a minute or so.
"Now I remember why I loved the Hardy women so much. You guys are so feisty, it's kinda cute," Phil said, bringing up the affair he had with Mackenzie's mother.
"What do you want from me?" Mackenzie had had enough of the cat and mouse game they were playing, and honestly had too much on her plate to be messing around.
Phil reached into his pocket, pulling out something balled into his fist, and placed it into her hand.
"You forgot these," and with that, he left the younger girl alone, presumably to go find AJ.
Mackenzie stared his way, before unraveling what was in her hand. It was her lacy blue panties from the night before, and her cheeks tinted pink, before she looked around to make sure no one was watching.
But someone was, and he wasn't too happy either.
