Forbidden Ecstasy

By: Arieru

Arieru: Wow I kept on meaning to update this but I want my chapters to be the best as they can be since I tend to get lazy with my chapters when I start a story. I love writing this story and after watching TNA I've got inspiration on where this is going including some things you may hate me for, but (laughs nervously) it's all for fun.

Chapter 4:

Learn Your Place

Excitement from Lockdown still hung in the air even though a week had passed.

Mercedes sat in the catering area backstage stirring a straw in a cup of green tea. Pink lips turned in a frown and chin lying in the palm of her hand she sighed once more. No one's efforts could put the woman in a higher morale all week. It was odd that even Roosevelt's offer of taking the Puerto Rican on a shopping spree hadn't made the woman rush to the nearest mall.

This had been going on for a quite a while now. So why wasn't she used to the icy cold anxiety that filled her?

"Why the hell did you ever come back?" an arrogant voice snared at her.

Mercedes didn't lift her head but only looked upward to see the snaring face of Gail Kim.

"Maybe she grew tired of messing around with Asian boys you know what they say about Asian boys." Chris Harris commented and measure 2 inches with his index fingers.

Mercedes scrunched up her nose in disgust but said nothing.

James Storm twirled Mercedes hair in his fingers and whispered in her ear, "You know I'll always be up for a little go around if you get tired of messing with B.G. and Kip." Mercedes could smell the scent of beer on his breath.

Mercedes clenched her fist, "You know I think Chris would be pretty pissed with you if ya decided to go straight on him."

Gail Kim slapped her, "What the hell was that you said you slut!"

Gail's slap triggered Mercedes to stand up ready to start a fight but James Storm kept both women away from each other. His arms wrapped around Mercedes waist only cause the woman to heavily stomp on his foot which made him him let her go. Next Mercedes pushed Gail Kim into the table but Gail didn't go down as Mercedes hoped.

"Who the hell do you think you're slapping Gail, huh?" Mercedes yelled. A few months ago the woman wouldn't have hesitated to immediately attacking Gail Kim, but now she had more self control; she had matured.

Gail said nothing and only glared at Mercedes. Then the woman turned around and started walking slowly away. James and Chris looked at each other confused knowing that Gail wasn't someone who usually turned her back on a fight. Mercedes was about to let her guard down when Gail quickly turned back around and tried punching Mercedes. This time Mercedes didn't hesitate in dodging the punch and spearing the woman into the table. The hot green tea made Gail Kim scream when it poured down her back and the glass cup shattered digging several shards into her back. Mercedes' hand didn't go unpunished as several glass shards dug themselves into her palm. Chris Harris pulled Mercedes off of Gail.

"Get the hell of me!" Mercedes screamed at Chris who had his arms wrapped around her waist.

Her arms flailed as she tried getting back at Gail. The only other hit the Puerto Rican managed to give Gail was a well placed kick in the jaw which busted the woman's lip and caused her to fall down to the ground again.

Meanwhile Mercedes still yelled for Chris to let her go.

"What the hell is going on?" Christopher Daniels spoke up.

The Fallen Angel was walking to the catering area to grab a water bottle and then go off to train when he came across this odd scene. He watched as Mercedes wriggled and finally broke free of Chris' hold on her.

James meanwhile checked over Gail who was groaning in pain. He helped Gail up making sure not to touch the woman's back as it was bleeding. Chris tried staring Christopher down but the man wouldn't budge and stood defiantly.

"Screw him Chris come on." James broke the silence.

Chris broke his glare at Christopher but didn't want to leave.

"Learn to mind your own business Daniels or there will be consequences." Chris spoke and then followed James to the medical room.

Mercedes watched as the three of them left and then winced as she inspected the damage on her hand. This wasn't how she wanted to lighten her mood in fact it extremely pissed her off.

"I'd tell you to get that bandaged up but AMW's there so it's not a good idea; what's your name anyway?" Christopher didn't mean to offend her but he honestly did not know.

Mercedes looked down at her bleeding hand and winced again, "Names Mercedes," she said annoyed, "and I've been working here for years now."

Mercedes decided it would be safe to wait a half hour before going to the medical room so any chance of meeting AMW again would be unlikely. As unstable minded as she was this moment she wasn't as crazy to walk into a fight when she was wounded.

She snared to herself, "Stupido gringos."

Chris lifted his eyebrow, "You're beginning to sound like one of them." He spoke his thoughts.

The Puerto Rican gave him a dirty look for the intrusion of her thoughts.

"Stupido Gringos, huh?" he asked again.

Mercedes glared at him, "So what?"

"It's just I thought that you wouldn't say something like that; kinda surprising since you hate LAX but talk like one of them." He spoke and watched her lips twist into a frown and her hazel eyes bare a fire of intensity.

"Shut up," she hissed, "you don't know what you're talking about I don't hate LAX, Daniels."

He waited for her sensing she wanted to say something else. She did.

"I just," Mercedes let out an annoyed groan, "I haven't been the same for a while so things just slip out." She created an excuse.

He chuckled deciding to drop the subject for now. "So what was that about, anyway?"

Mercedes frowned, "Let's just say that Gail and AMW weren't quite the welcoming committee and leave it at that."

Christopher Daniels watched as Mercedes walked out of the catering area not desiring to talk to him any longer. The woman was a mystery but he had a feeling they'd meet again. Chris took a gulp of his water before turning to return to his locker room.

Mercedes looked at her hand while she walked down the hallway. Daniels seemed a bit rude, but Mercedes gave him credit he wasn't someone who was afraid to ask questions, whether it was a good thing or not was up for debate.

As she inspected the damage on her hand Mercedes knocked into someone.

Mercedes P.O.V.

What the hell? Of all the people I could have knocked into at a time like this? Aye Dios Mio did it have to be Homicide?

I glared up at him as I continued on my way to the medical room. He wouldn't let me go so easily and as I continued on my way he stepped right in front of me so I knocked into his chest.

Why the hell now?

"What the hell do you want?" I snapped up at him and only received a glare.

"Nothing, gringa." He looked down at me with the same intensity.

Gringa? What the hell was he thinking by calling me that? The least sane woman in this company at this moment?

"What did you say?" I looked up at him daring him to call me that again.

"Your hearing going, gringa?" he asked again addressing me with the one word I didn't want to hear.

I slapped him but my hand was also punished. Why did my bleeding hand also have to be my hitting hand?

I turned around gasping from the pain that ran through my entire arm, but I did not notice the glare Homicide gave me.

"What the hell is with you siding with los gringos of the James Gang?" he asked me as I still had my back turned and stared at my hand, which was beginning to bleed profusely.

"I didn't side with anyone I just didn't get involved because I didn't want to." I answered back honestly.

I wish I could have said more and explain why I didn't do anything. Explain how confused I was about the situation I was in; however, I didn't respect or trust Homicide to confide in him and take the time to explain. Even if I did I was sure he would be arrogant enough to blow it off and say something completely unsympathetic.

"If you aren't joining the James Gang then how do you think Konnan will react to you wanting to join LAX? He asked immediately assuming that was what I was going to do.

I cringed as I rubbed my hand and looked up at him, "I don't expect him to day anything because joining LAX would mean I'd have to work with you and I don't like you, now get the hell out of my way Homicide!" I rose by voice as I continued to grow extremely frustrated with him. The good thing was while I said this I managed to weave my way between him and the wall so I was again on a clear path to the medical room.

He wasn't going to give up like that and in a matter of seconds he pinned me to the wall with his righ hand crushing my left shoulder into the wall and his left hand entangled with my right bleeding one. I gasped and he smirked at me I even heard a small laugh come from him. I tried squirming away but he did not let me go and my pride was being assaulted I hated to be in this position it pissed me off that I was so weak in front of him. My ears started burning as I looked away from him but he spoke up again.

"I'd learn my place if I was you, you don't got many friends around her and you're amigo Ron won't be able to help you all the time; so whether you like it or not you're going to have to join LAX or Los Gringos," he pushed my shoulder with more force and I gasped, "and if you decide to join the James Gang, LAX won't hesitate to make you all bleed, gringa. ¿Comprende?" He spoke gruffly to her. He then let me go and I gasped as pain ran through the upper part of my body.

He left me there watching him walk away without a thought of what he just said to me or what he did. Did he even feel any remorse? I collected myself again I'll get him somehow I'll make Homicide pay for crushing my pride for those few minutes, but right now I have to finally get my hand bandaged.

Arieru: I hope that made up for how long the update was and if it doesn't I'll try writing during Thanksgiving vacation. I was listening to Pink's CD all while writing this chapter it's very good check out the songs 'Nobody Knows', and 'Runaway' because when ever I hear it I think of Mercedes I think it explains her. Anyway enough advertizing ya'll have a wonderful Thanksgiving and to those who don't celebrate the holiday have a nice week (I sound so cheesy XD) R&R please!