Chapter 4- Confrontations and Boots Up The Arses!
As soon as Chell finished speaking, fireworks went off and the crowds started to cheer. Raw was starting and I began to feel excited. It's been such a long time since I was in the crowds! Suddenly a familiar theme began to play.
"And here they are! To start off Monday Night Raw in Birmingham, UK, THE SHIELD!"
"Oh shit!" I thought. I wriggled further down into my seat, hoping that no-one would recognise or see me in the crowds.
Ambrose, Rollins and Reigns pushed themselves through the ropes and walked to the centre of the ring, mics in hand. They turned and faced the crowd with grins on their smug faces. After what seemed like a bloody eternity, Rollins began to speak.
"Yes, yes we are happy to be here in Birmingham as well! Right, to business. I understand that there is a problem that one of us needs to address which goes all the way back to SummerSlam last year. Right Ambrose?" Rollins said.
Ambrose, the crazy shit he is, grinned manically "Oh you're damn right brother. This 'problem' has been going round to her friends running her mouth off about me, spouting lies and shit that she had no right in saying!"
Reigns turned to Ambrose and Rollins "So what do you suggest we do about it?"
Ambrose grinned again "Well, how about we call them out and make them take us on in a handicap match! 3 on 1!"
Rollins laughed and clapped "Great idea Dean! But come on, I'm dying to know. Who's the lucky one?"
"Why, she's sitting in the crowds as we speak!"
Everyone started to look around themselves whilst I was desperately searching for a escape route. Aha! I saw a little door that led to under the stage underneath my seat. I wriggled down to the floor and whispered to Chell. "Oi! Wanna make a break for it under their noses?"
Chell laughed lightly "Thought you'd never ask."
We got the floor door open and jumped through just as Ambrose yelled out "COME ON DOWN THE FLYING ANGEL, KELLY DALE!"
"Woah! I thought nursing was an adrenaline rush but, hands down, that beat it!" Chell laughed, wiping her forehead from sweat.
"Welcome to the WWE Chell. Right, if I remember rightly we go down this hallway and we end up at the women's locker room."
We quietly tiptoed down the hallway, keeping an eye out for three certain superstars that wanted their hands on me. After a while, we made it to the locker room where we were greeted with raised eyebrows and hugs.
"Kelly! What are you doing here?!" yelled Nikki and Brie Bella
"Hiding away from three hound puppies, that's what we're doing twins." I smiled. Looking round, this reminded me of why I do what I do. Not just for the thrill and adrenalin rush, but the girls are like family to me. They were there for me when the lead puppy done one, when I had my injury that took me back to the UK, when my Dad was in the hospital, the list goes on. Suddenly, there was banging on the locker room door and an angry voice was heard yelling behind it.
"GET THIS DOOR OPEN! I KNOW SHE'S IN HERE!" It was Ambrose and the puppies again.
The ladies looked at each other and grabbed Chell and me. They pulled open a door and pushed us through it. "Get through there! It leads straight to the car park, get out of here!"
Chell and I looked at each other and legged it just as the door slammed open and the Hounds burst through only to be met with flying stiletto heels and hairdryers…
Chell and I ran through the car park towards my car, laughing and out of breath.
"That was bloody brilliant Kell!" Chell stood at the car, hands on her knees, desperately trying to get her breath back. "Where to now?"
I lightly punched her on the arm "well, fancy a night out in Birmingham?"
"What a question! Of course, where?"
"Only place worth going...The Slug and Lettuce!" I said
"But isn't that where you took him on your first date?" Chell asked
I stopped as I was getting in the car, of course I did! I smacked my forehead with the palm of my hand. Oh well, he can't stop me from having fun anymore. "yeah so? Want me to text the other girls?"
"The more the merrier Kell, at least you'll have help in carrying my fat arse back to the hotel after!"
I pulled my phone out and chucked it to Chell. "Text the girls them and tell them where to meet us. We'll drop the car at the hotel and call a taxi so I can get smashed as well"
Suddenly there was banging on my window. Looking up I saw a really angry face, the face of Dean Ambrose. Gasping, I jammed my finger on the start button, threw the car into gear and bombed it out of the car park! Breathing a sigh of relief, I thought we'd got rid of them, then a really bright light started to shine through my rear view mirror, I looked at it and a certain 4x4 was right behind me!
"For fuck's sake, do these idiots ever take a hint!" I yelled at Chell angrily. Yanking the wheel hard to the right, I joined the M6 to Birmingham. Pressing my foot down, I pushed the car up to 110mph. I quickly looked at Chell "Keep an eye out for them, yell if you see them. If you do, bang on the dashboard three times. That'll tell me to bump up to 200mph and I don't really want to do that in case the old bill get hold of me again!"
Chell looked at me "What do you mean again?!"
"Long story, ain't got time to tell it now keep a fucking lookout for those wankers!"
Chapter 5 on it's way folks!