3
Years Later
"No
you listen here Chesney if you don't get Mr Macabre on the line
right this second I swear to god I will g- No don't give me no
excuses"
Alex was now a 20 year old business woman working for a top marketing business in New York. Somehow along the way she managed to earn herself an apprenticeship when she hit 18. That was the year things came together for her, no silly relationships, no drinking, smoking nor drugs. The only thing she would dedicate her life to was her work. But when the files were written and she sat at home with nothing to do her mind went back to Mark. Nothing really had happened there: The most was him confessing his feelings but she refused to believe it or anything else.
At least that was what she wanted to believe.
"Would you give me a second to
breathe and take this other line. Now get your priorities straight
for when I get back" Alex warned her lazy assistant. She sighed and
pressed a button on her cell phone as she sat in her
apartment.
"Hello?" Alex said in an annoyed tone
"Is this
Alex or I do I have the wrong number? You're always sounding so
professional"
Alex smiled a little but rolled her eyes. "Hey
mom what can I do for you?"
"Alex it's Christmas in two
weeks if you haven't checked your calendar. We wondered if you were
joining us"
"Christmas? Are you sure?" Alex said frowning,
walking over to the calendar hanging up on the wall. She could of
sworn it was only mid December. Her eyes scanned the dates and found
that her mom was right, Christmas was only weeks away.
`I must
have been so busy with work' She thought
"Yeah I'll be there
for Christmas. Any date you want me there?"
"Your dad wants
you round soon so it's whenever you can make it"
After her conversation had ended she booked a ticket back to San Antonio for that weekend. She sighed tapping her pen against the mahogany desk. She could only hope it was a simple Christmas.
"You need to chill. That's why I'm here"
Ash was her best friend the
only one she had confessed literally everything too. She was a year
older than Alex and less mature. Her mind was dirtier than a
drainpipe but Alex loved her company. Ash seemed to have the special
power of giving the right advice at the right points.
"If you
say so" Alex groaned.
"Go get changed I will get everything
sorted" Ash persuaded. "Now go!"
Alex did as she was
told having no energy. She had to fire two people while having her
boss breathing down her neck. She took a quick shower then pulled an
old Metallica t-shirt and some shorts on before walking back out. Ash
was already changed and sat on the couch with a bar of chocolate in
one hand and the TV remote in the other. Alex sat beside her and fed
off the chocolate while watching Ash flick through channels.
"You
know what I want to watch?" Ash asked
"No! I am not watching
you drool over him any longer!" Alex murmured
"You don't
watch me drool and anyway your too busy drooling over you man to even
notice" Ash teased
"He's not my
man" Alex
emphasised.
"The brothers of destruction!"
"There's
my man" Ash squeaked watching Kane make his way down to the ring.
The tall masked figure stood on the ring apron, waiting for his
brother to arrive.
"You are so starting to drool!" Ash
said
"No I'm not" Alex said as her ears perked up to the
sound of The Undertaker's music.
