Chapter 9: Still Not Sure

The next morning, Elena woke up to her hotel phone ringing. "Hello?" she answered groggily.

"Ms. Kovac? This is the front desk calling. Sorry to wake you so early, but I have a Mr. Dave Batista here asking for you to accompany him to breakfast," the concierge said kindly.

"Oh. Oh! Oh my goodness, um...tell him I would love to, and I'll only be a few minutes. Thank you," she said and quickly hung up to jump out of bed and get ready. Before she even reached the door, she started thinking. Wait! After how stupid I made myself look yesterday? He probably thinks I'm a freak or something. Maybe I shouldn't go, she thought. Even though she had thought it would be best just to stay in her room, her feet had already taken her to the elevator. Stupid feet! Always betraying me! She scolded as she stepped into the available elevator.

Luck was not on her side as someone else decided to join her. That person being Mr. Kennedy...Kennedy. She tried standing there and ignoring him, when she noticed him staring at her in the corner of her eye. The loud arrogant chewing of his gum wasn't helping either. Elena kept her eyes on the meter, telling her she was still five floors above the one she wanted.

Why do I have a feeling that those next five floors are going to seem like twenty? She sighed to herself. Elena suddenly felt Kennedy step closer to her, as she took a step away. Next thing she knew she couldn't step over any farther, and Kennedy was right next to her. This is ridiculous! Elena tried squeezing out to go over to the other side, but Kennedy's arms trapped her against the wall.

"Where you off to?" he asked with a stupid smile on his face. Elena just rolled her eyes and shoved him off of her, seeing the glare in his eyes. "So you wanna play rough, huh?"

"Actually I don't wanna play at all. I'd rather go one day without having to kill someone in the elevator," Elena replied angrily.

"Oh really? I'd like to see you try little girl," Kennedy snorted. Elena looked up to see only two more floors to go. Elena kept her eyes on it for too long, before Kennedy had grabbed her arm and shoved her against the wall.

"Get the hell off of me!" she yelled.

"Make me!" Kennedy replied. Elena didn't hesitate to rise to the challenge as she kneed him in the groin and shoved him away. "You bitch!" he groaned, holding his privates.

"Get over it," Elena scoffed and saw the doors opening on her floor. She held her head up high, thinking she had won. She saw Dave waiting for her, looking hot as always, with shades covering his eyes. He saw her come off the elevator, and smiled while removing his sunglasses. Before Elena could walk over to him, she felt a hand grab her hair and throw her to the floor. The next thing she saw was Dave running towards her, and punching the hell out of her attacker. Security had to break them up as Kennedy was taken away, and Dave knelt down beside Elena.

"Are you all right?" he asked worriedly.

"Yeah, I'll be okay." she replied. Dave snuck an arm around her waist and helped her to stand. "Thanks."

"No problem. What happened?" Dave asked as he helped her to a couch in the lobby. He sat beside her as she told him everything that happened in the elevator. Dave chuckled at the part where she got him in the balls. "Just remind me to never make you that angry," he said. Elena smiled in return and looked down at the floor. "So what do you say we get some breakfast?"

"I'd like to, I'm starving," Elena said as he escorted her to the same little café they had eaten in last time. Once they were seated and had ordered, Dave felt this was as good a time as any to ask about the day before.

"Elena?" he asked.

"Yes?" she replied giving him a small smile.

"I wanted to ask you about yesterday." Elena's smile left her face, leaving her to stare down at the table. "Please, if I did something wrong, to hurt you or offend you, I want to know and apologize." Dave watched as Elena looked at him in shock.

He thinks he hurt me? "Oh my god! I had no idea that...oh man, I'm an idiot. Dave, you did nothing wrong yesterday. I know this may sound cliche, but it's not you, it's me," she replied.

"I don't understand," Dave replied.

"Frankly, I don't either. I'm...not perfect Dave, I know that. But you...you are. You're wonderful, not to mention gorgeous! And you're a very caring person. I just, I know that there are so many women out there that are much prettier and better than I am. So I guess I just don't want attention I don't deserve." she said, not looking at him once. Dave was speechless by this point, wanting to tell her she was wrong. "I'd rather we didn't talk about this anymore. Please?" she practically begged.

"Sure. I'm just glad I didn't hurt you in any way. I would never do that," he told her, giving her a small smile. Elena smiled in return as they started eating their food.

Once they were finished, they continued talking. "So it looks like we'll have to earn another shot by beating them in a non-title shot match this week. And I know with our new manager, we're going to win," Dave winked.

"Hey, I don't work miracles," she laughed, causing Dave to join her. "But I really am honored to have been asked to be your manager. I promise I'm going to do whatever I can to help you guys. Beating the crap out of Melina is just a bonus."

"Hey, it was an honor for us for you to accept," Dave stated. Elena blushed again and looked out the window. Dave followed her gaze and looked outside to see couples walking down the sidewalk, hand in hand. Dave looked over to see the longing on her face, and the envy. "You know," he started, as Elena gave him her attention. "It's a really nice day out. Let's go take a walk to work off this breakfast."

Elena's eyes widened a bit at the suggestion, with her mind telling her no. "Sure, I'd like that." she said as they both stood up, paid the bill and walked out into the glorious sun. Dave offered her his arm, as she slowly wrapped her delicate hand around it to begin their walk. Most of the walk had been quiet, but it was a comfortable silence. Elena didn't realize that she had laid her head against his arm half-way back. Dave didn't mind in the least as they headed back into the hotel.

"So, do you think we should practice before Friday night again?" Dave asked her. Elena was confused as to why he was asking her. "Well you're our manager now, it's up to you," he winked.

"W-well I suppose we should, just to keep our bodies fit for kicking MNM's ass!" Elena replied. "We'll meet at the arena at 3 o'clock on Wednesday, okay?"

"Sounds good, I'll let Rey know." Dave replied.

"Good. Well, see you later," Elena said as she waited for an elevator.

"Are you sure you don't need me to be your bodyguard on the elevator?" Dave joked.

"Haha, very funny!" Elena chuckled as she stepped in and gave Dave a stuck out tongue before the doors closed completely. Dave simply laughed as he decided to check out the gym they had in the hotel.

Once the doors had closed, Elena let out a heavy sigh of relief, needing the wall for support. He is just so amazing! She thought. Her mind started going haywire for a moment when she realized what she had said at breakfast. "Oh shit! I said he was wonderful! And gorgeous! What the hell is wrong with me?" she yelled, hitting herself in the head. As soon as the doors opened again, Elena ran to her room and immediately jumped onto the bed, letting out a scream into her pillow. And now I have to see him again on Wednesday! Why does God hate me so much?

A/N: Okay, it's official that I suck with updates! I'm really sorry, but trust me, the next chapter will more than likely make up for it. That is if I get it UP ON THE SITE SOON! Lol. Thanks for all the reviews:)