Chapter 8
Three months later
Ruby's POV
I walked out of Mr McMahon's office with a smile. After three months with the company I already have a huge following. The fans loved me, the wrestlers all wanted to work with me for one reason or another. Mark wasn't to thrilled about the last part.
After seeing my athletic abilities Mr. McMahon was convinced that I would do better by myself, so he gave Michelle what she wanted and paired her with Mark. And trust when I say that I hate every second of it.
It pissed me off to no end that, that bitch was working so close to my trainer. She would even come to my training sessions and insert her two cents. I know I should be thankful to anyone who wants to help me, but I couldn't shake the feeling that she had ulterior motives.
Like she was there to see the techniques and personal moves that were being taught to me so she could have an edge on the competition but then again, I've been studying her matches so I knew her fighting style. I have to worries.
I didn't even have a story line yet so I've been doing random matches against the other divas. The fact that I have such a large fan base is almost unbelievable. I heard talk around the locker rooms that it only took my dad a few matches to get the crowd to support him. Phrases like ' she's her father's daughter ' and ' the apple doesn't fall far from the tree' were thrown around.
Honestly I really feel like a success, maybe because I have yet to find my true calling in the WWF. Hulk Hogan had his Hulkamaniacs. The Rock was the Peoples champ. I don't want to be just a female wrestler. I want to be up there with the big boys. In the thick of things if you know what I mean.
I was currently in a coffee shop with Fred. We had gotten very close since I needed more work with the make-up covering my scars for every match. That added with our genuine dislike of Michelle made us best friends. Funny how things work out.
"Is she still slithering around during your training sessions? " Fed asked stirring his cappuccino.
" Oh my god. " I said putting my head in her hands. " I can't take another day of her giving me " pointers. " It's getting to the point that either Mark bans her from coming or I will just have to find another trainer. " I said and Fred looked shocked.
" Turn your back on the dead man? You have guts mi'ja. " He said. " Turning your back on the Undertaker isn't the best career move. "
I shook my head. "No not turn my back on him. I'm hoping all I have to do is tell him that I don't want her there and he'll understand. I mean she is my competition she shouldn't be privy to what I can do.
She doesn't need an edge on me. Plus she wants his him I know it. He wouldn't want her rite? I mean he told me that she specifically is the reason he wanted me in the WWF. " I said pulling out my wallet putting a few dollars on the table.
He grabbed her hand and made her look at him " Look do what you need to do. Michelle is an equal opportunity wrestler. She only wrestles when she knows she will win. This business is all about looking out for number one. Just don't lose yourself in the corruption and dirty politics. " He said in a big gay brother kid of way.
I nodded and smiled and we left to do some shopping. We stayed out so long that it was almost time to head to the arena when they finished so I got a ride from Fred. We said goodbye when we got in and I headed to where Marks locker room was.
Opening the door I walked in on one of the most disgusting things I have ever seen. I can't even go into details on how disgusting it was. I stepped back into the hall and slammed the door closed. My stomach lurched and I ran to the nearest trash can and threw up.
" Damn darlin' you ever heard of knocking? " Came Marks voice.
He rubbed my back trying to comfort me. I wiped my mouth and moved away from him. "You are a disgusting pig Mark Calloway! " I yelled running towards wardrobe.
Thankfully Freddie was alone when I got there. " He did it. He fucked the bitch. " I yelled.
He looked at me like he knew it would happen. " I'm sorry chica but men think with their dicks. "
" You have no idea how gag worthy it was to see a half-naked Michelle straddling him like a fucking horse. " I threw up in a trash can. " I said about to gag again.
" I wish I could say that things like this doesn't really happen around here but, the divas switch wrestlers more than they switch underwear. And the dead man is numero uno on every divas hit list. "
I looked at him sadly. " Why her though? She thinks she can make me go away, now I just want to remove myself from the whole situation. I can't just quit and go home because I have no home to go to. " I said getting angrier.
" You can't quit period. You have something in you that no diva has. Pure talent. When you get in the ring people all over the world stop and watch you. The people in the arena shout your name and sing your music. They cheer for YOU to win. Don't let McBitch take that away from you. " He said.
" McBitch? What have I done to earn such a nickname? " Came a voice I didn't recognize. A pretty brunette walked into the back dressed in a fabulous pants suit.
Fred grinned at her mischievously. " You earned that name when you took my man from me. " He said hugging her. He saw the confusion in Ruby's eyes and laughed.
" Ruby this is Stephanie McMahon the bosses daughter. " He said leading her to the make-up chair.
" Nice to meet you. " I said giving her a smile. I don't know what kind of person Stephanie is, I just hope she is nothing like the rest of the divas.
Stephanie gave me a once over and smiled back. " Likewise. My dad says you have great potential and trust me he never says that about the divas. " She said laughing.
" Damn I really hate being put into that category. Why can't I just be a female wrestler? Leave the slutting and backstabbing to the real divas. " Stephanie laughed at her antics.
" I like you. You don't give off that desperate vibe that the others do. So if you weren't talking about me then I can assume you were talking about Michelle? What has she done his time? " She asked as Fred started on her make-up.
Before I could stop myself I said " She's slutting it up with my trainer/locker room leader. " Her hands went straight to her mouth and both Stephanie and Fred laughed hard.
" I don't know where that came from. I usually don't like to gossip. " I said blushing.
" Gossiping is something that everyone around here does. Even the men. The grapevine is very reliable and could help you get dirt on anyone including McBitch. " She said grinning evilly.
" So what's the verdict? Stay or go? " Fred asked me seriously.
I weighed my options.
" She stays. " Stephanie said. " You are locked in a contract with the WWF you have to. Plus you can't get payback if you leave, and it always helps to have the bosses daughter on your side. " She said and I nodded.
Marks POV
I was livid. First Rini decided to come to the arena without me. Then she walks in on me and Michelle having some alone time, and she has the nerve to call me a pig! Nobody speaks to me like that.
The I get word that she has been in a private meeting with Stephanie McMahon for over an hour. She went behind my back. I'm her trainer and should have been notified of any meeting, but no I was turned away by some rent-a-cops.
I went back to my locker room and shadow boxed, completely ignoring Michelle who had been sitting on the couch since Rini busted in on us. She walked up to me and rubbed my arm.
" I don't like this secret meeting business. " I muttered to myself... Mostly.
" I knew she was going to be a sneaky bitch. You deserve better from someone whose ass you saved from juvi. " She said looking up at me with her fake smile.
" She is probably in there plotting on you and that's why they won't let you in. "
My blood ran cold. " Rini wouldn't plot against me rite? " I again asked myself.
" You can't be sure. My advice is to burn bridges. You don't owe her anything. " She sad confidently.
" Oh yes the fuck he does! "
