Weeks Later
A sigh. Loud in the empty room that once belonged to Ken and Jeff. They'd moved out sometime ago, yet the smell of cologne still lingered. Tiffany was sitting in the middle of the room, looking at the walls surrounding her. She felt comforted, and not alone in her time of need. Her cell phone was sitting in the floor in front of her, and she was debating on whether or not to call her. Amy was standing in the doorway, an unreadable look on her face. She knew that Tiffany was hurting. She knew that Tiffany needed Natalya, she wasn't stupid. Anyone can see that.
Amy didn't mind. The two of them were cute together, and she knew that. Tiffany's eyes met hers for a brief second, before she turned away, staring at picture's on the floor surrounding her. She knew what to do. Tiffany stood up, walking out of the blank room, leaving Amy in there. How she hated leaving such a beautiful girl, but Amy will find someone. She grabbed her cell phone, dialing one number that she hadn't dialed since the TNA fiasco a year ago. It rang, and rang until someone answered. "Hello?" A smile finds it's way to Tiffany's lips. "Cody, how are you?"
"Good... Umm, what's wrong Tiffany? You never call... and I haven't talked to you in forever" Tiffany chuckles softly.
"Well I know this is kinda short notice, but I need your help... Can you come over, and ermm help me-"
"Win back Natalya," Cody finishes, and Tiffany can feel his smug smirk through the phone. She sends the device an warry look.
"How'd you know, you stalker?"
"I watched Raw, you seem different... and Ted agrees with me..." Cody replies and Tiffany sighs. "I'll be there tomorrow," Cody assures before hanging up, and Tiffany looks up spotting Kirsten in the doorway, Jeffrey, and Amy with her. Tiffany frowns, sighing. "I'm sorry Amy," Amy smiles, shaking her head. "Don't worry about it," She says. "You two are perfect for each other" Tiffany smiles. "Thanks," She runs over and hugs the taller red-head, before hugging Kirsten and Jeffrey. Tiffany pulls away and sighs. "I hate not being with her..." The other three girls nod, understanding completely.
Monday Night Raw: The Night of Natalya's Wrestling Return
Cody had come over, helping Tiffany find an outfit to wear to the next Raw. She didn't have a match, but she had a girlfriend to win back. Her hair had fresh pink streaks in it, and she was wearing a Hart Dynasty t-shirt. Her faded acid wash blue jeans with the pink splatter pain stains and pink high top converse finishes the outfit. She was sitting in the Hart Dynasty locker room, David and Tyson had just left to wait by the curtains for Natalya when she makes her way backstage. Soon she wins her match, and is opening the locker room door. Tiffany stands, chewing her lip nervously. She sees the dirty looks that Tyson and David send her. "Natalya, I um... I have to tell you, I'm sorry... I miss you, I made a mistake... and I know if you don't forgive me, it's okay... I understand" Tyson rolls his eyes. "She fucking doesn't forgive you," he snarls, and Tiffany's heart shatters at the hateful tone in his voice. Natalya looks over at him to scold him, but David cuts her off.
"Get lost" That's all it took to get Tiffany out. She rushes out of the arena to the street, where she leans against the outer wall of the arena. Tiffany understood why Tyson wouldn't let Natalya answer. Tiffany understood everything. A sigh escapes the blonde's lips, and she sinks down the wall. The tears come fast, she let go of the floodgate and cried. She hated how weak it made her look, but she'd get over it in due time. "Tiffany?" Tiffany jumps, looking up at the person interrupting her crying. Her moment of weakness. Natalya frowns, sitting down beside the ex-Hart Dynasty member. "You really are sorry..." The Canadian mutters, then draws Tiffany into a hug. "Of course I forgive you, sweetie"
We're a match made in heaven, right?
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