This is just a quick update because i want to get to wrestlemania. Sorry its taken so long to do this chapter, i haven't had time to finish writing it.
BTW the song in this chapter is 'Seven Nation Army - The White Strips' (G. remix/version)
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*Week upto Wrestlemania*
There's only a couple of days left until Wrestlemania 28 and I've been training none stop, getting ready for my two against one, tables, ladders and chairs match. I would say I was looking forward to it, but I know by the end of it, I'll be ruined and I wasn't really that excited for it. Also, the odds weren't exactly in my favour, everyone was expecting the Divas of Doom to win, but no way am I letting that happen.
I still haven't spoken to Phil after our argument, I miss him so much but he upset me too much for me to talk too him. I've spoken to Amelia but she said just give him time and he'll come around. Scott's spoken to him but won't tell me what he said, he won't even tell Amelia what Phil said, much to her frustration. Jericho has been enjoying this a little too much, he finds it hilarious and said it's only the alcohol speaking from Phil's genes but I know he's just dribbling on but he still says he's going to use me to get to Phil at Wrestlemania, even after our argument. Even if our argument cause me to cry for three days and it took Barbie one huge shopping spree to convince me to get out of my hotel room, I still don't want to hurt Phil, I've known him for over ten years, all my feelings for him aren't just going to disappear over one night, I still love him as much as I did this time last week, except this time, I also just want to slap him around the face, which he's getting even If we don't speak.
Today, Me and Barbie had some media to do for Wrestlemania in Miami and then had a party to go to in the evening which I couldn't wait for because that meant I could finally see Maryse. I haven't seen her in ages and we were such good friends when she was in WWE but I'm glad her modelling career was going well but I did miss her.
"Hurry up Row; it'll be dark by the time you get out."
"I'm coming, God woman you are so impatient." I grabbed my louboutin shoes off of the side and hurriedly put them on without trying to fall over.
"Well sorry, but you take forever to get ready and we need to be there in 20 minutes and Stephen's been texting me for us to hurry up so he can drop us off for 10 minutes. It's starting to get really annoying you know."
"Tell him we're coming now."
We speed walked to Stephen's car and climbed into the back seat.
"Hey Stephen, sorry we took so long, Somebody was being the slowest human being ever." Barbie glared at me jokingly and I poked my tongue out in return.
"Sorry but it's takes a long time to get this perfect."
Stephen laughed at my ignorance and shook his head before starting up the car.
"its ok fella' it was jus' getting' a lil' stuffy in here."
I bopped my head along to the song that was playing, along with Stephen as well.
"How can you two like this song? It's so weird and dark."
Stephen looked at me through the rear view mirror and I nodded my head, because I knew what he was thinking. He swiftly turned the song up so it was booming out of the car and we both sung the loudest we could.
And the message coming from my eyes
Says leave it alone.
At the instrumental we both head banged with extra enthusiasm and watched at Barbra blushed with embarrassment. We arrived a couple of minutes later, still singing at the top of our lungs causing some other of the wrestlers who were also doing media to turn and look who was making all the noise. Before the car even stopped Barbie opened the door and literally ran out so I opened the door and shouted the words back at her.
I'm going to Wichita
Far from the opera for evermore
I'm gonna work this straw
Make the swear drip out of every pore
She tried to hide her face with her handbag as me and Stephan were laughing so much our chests hurt. I tried to compose myself and closed the car door and flatten my American flag printed crop top and adjusted the waist line on my denim shorts. I started to walk the same direction as Barbie but it felt like someone was watching me. I mean, I know people were looking at me because of the singing scene that just happened but it felt like someone was staring holes into the back of my head. I looked to my right and saw Phil leaning against a vending machine outside of the building we were all suppose to be going to, staring straight at me. As soon as he noticed I had caught sight of him, he went back to getting a drink. I didn't know what to do and I wasn't going to go and speak to him, so I just carried on, with walking into the building for a day of interviews and fan meet and greets.
It was around 5pm by the time I had arrived back in my hotel room; Barbie was already there, as we shared a hotel room and was picking an outfit for tonight.
"Hey Barbs" she turned around and smiled at me.
"Hey Rowan, which one do you think?" She held up a mid length, light blue dress, which was strapless and had a sparkle design around the waist, and the other was a one shoulder, short dress, which she a lot of flesh around the back.
"Um, green, but could I borrow the blue please?"
"Yeah, sure hun. Did you talk to him at all today?"
I turned to her, knowing fully well who she was talking about. I sighed heavily and sat on the edge of my bed.
"No, I saw him just as we arrived but I didn't speak to him. I probably shouldn't anyway; he's made it very clear of what he thinks of me. I should just stay out of his way."
"Rowan stop being so stupid, he does care about you, you both live together, you've been friends for god knows how many years. He can't go forever without speaking to you."
I chuckled knowing full well that he could go forever with not speaking to me. "You obviously don't know him that well, if he doesn't want to speak to someone he wont. And the house situation, there are two other people living in that house as well." I sighed again and stood up. "Do you know what, I'm not wasting any more tears on that man. If he doesn't want to speak to me. Fine. I can still have fun without him, right?"
"Right, but are you sure about this, I still think you should just talk to him."
"No there will be no talking tonight, just dancing." I picked up the blue dress and walked into the bathroom to get changed and dance my worries away. I should be excited for Wrestlemania not worried about Phil. But only if it was that simple.
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