a/n howdy! Yeah, I totally did this without Dani's beta reading skills... But, as I said before, I'm impatient. Many thanks to sonib89, XODaniiOX, KenzieandAlex, Neurotic-Idealist, tvrox12 and Julzi. This chapter kind of leads into some dramaaaaaa, I figured we needed some more lol, please enjoy!

-Monday, February 8-

"Here goes everything."

"Calm down, Frenchie. Jesus, you make it sound like I'm the most vile creature on the planet!" Ted snapped, "It's not like you have to have sex with me, Christ almighty! It's a damn two second kiss." My eyes shot up at him and I glared as best as I could.

"There's more to it than that, Ted. And you know it, too."

"Oh, come on. That shit happened years ago, get over it."

"Cool it, you two. We have to go on soon and you're gonna ruin the characters." Cody warned from his seat, the youngest yet most mature of us.

"Sorry." I mumbled quietly, knowing I had gone too far.

-On Screen-

"Guys! Please!" I cried out in exasperation, "Stop fighting!" I pleaded with them, Randy shot me an evil glare, "Yeah, you too. You're going to get nowhere if you start fighting with each other!"

"Cody started it," Ted grumbled like a child,

"Oh, yeah. Real mature, Ted." I scoffed, "In case you haven't noticed, we're all we've got! No one else here gives a damn about any of us! We have to stick together!"

"Whatever." Randy mumbled as he walked away, I shook my head at him,

"What about you, Cody? Do you have anything to say?" I asked at him with a sarcastic smile, he walked off too. "You, Ted?"

"I think you're amazing for trying." He said sweetly as he pulled me onto his knee, "It's nothing against you, Claire."

"I know, I do." I smiled slightly as he leant and gave me a chaste kiss on the lips.

"Cut", said the camera man as he, too, walked away from the area.

"Thank you for acting normal." Ted said with a mildly harsh tone, gently pushing me off of his lap.

"Ted, I'm sorry." I apologised with a sigh, "I over exaggerate, you know that better than anybody." I tried to reason with him,

"Just tell me what it is, why did you have such a problem with it?"

"You have a wife," I shot at him, "Why do you even care?" I asked him incredulously,

"I just want to know why I repulse you." He said calmly, the bitterness still in his voice. I crossed my arms over my stomach, underneath my fake breasts,

"You don't repulse me; I just don't want to go back to being a freaking teenager. I have enough shit to deal with, without any random feelings popping up for married men," I reasoned with him.

"If you're worried about it, then you should find somewhere else to stay." I stared at his retreating figure, my mouth gaping open.

"Yeah, fuck you, too, Ted."

I stared at the receptionist in disbelief,

"It's almost midnight," I reminded him, "I just want to sleep."

"I'm sorry, Miss Bonnett."

"It's Bonnet," I corrected him through gritted teeth,

"My apologies, Miss Bonnet," he corrected himself, I forced a smile, "But we don't have any spare rooms, with the company staying here, we already had very few rooms to spare, but fans have booked them out. Why can't you stay in your assigned room?" my mine flickered to Ted and then to Maryse.

"Don't worry about it." I said coldly as I turned my back and walked to the elevators. I'd just suck it up and sleep in my own room. Even if I did share it with Maryse.

As I stood in front of the room and played with the key card in my hand – I had to get it from the desk when we checked in so Vince didn't file a missing persons report – wondering I should enter or not. I took a deep breath, gripped my duffel bag tightly and put the card in the slot, opening the door.

I almost vomited up my dinner, lunch and breakfast at the site in front of me.

"How lovely." I spat at the two naked bodies, tangled around each other. "There's a do not disturb sign for a motherfucking reason." I cursed as I slammed the door shut and walked away fuming.

I ran a hand up my wet face and through my chocolate brown hair,

"Jill." I said meekly as I knocked on the door. I heard the familiar, loud groan of Jillian being woken up,

"This better be good." She mumbled as she opened the door, "Claire?"

"I need somewhere to stay." I whispered quietly, swallowing the lump that had moved into my throat, "Just for the night."

"Are you crying? What happened? No, wait, come inside." She ushered me inside, closing the door and dead bolting it behind her.

"Who was it?" Gail asked into her pillow, cringing as the light was turned on,

"Gail, get up." Jill through a pillow at the Diva, "Claire's here."

"What? Why's she here?" her voice was overcome with sleep, she still hadn't turned around yet.

"She needs to speak to us."

"No, I really don't." I assured her, taking a deep breath.

"Hon, you're crying. You need to talk." Gail turned around and sat up instantly, grabbing her head,

"Too fast." She groaned, but slowly opened her eyes, "Why are you crying?"

I told them about the fight with Ted, the stupid receptionist, and then the story about my room.

"It was Maryse..." obviously, she is supposed to be my roommate, "With Mike." I choked out my words; Gail raised an eyebrow as Jill's hand went to her mouth,

"But they're broken up!" Gail yelled angrily, "We were there when that shit went down!" I shrugged, not wanting to speak anymore. Jill understood and forced me to take her bed, saying that she was perfectly okay on the couch. I knew she wouldn't be, but I was in no mood to argue.

I just stared at the ceiling for half an hour, my day was terrible. Absolutely terrible. And I was still yet to make my return to the ring. I was training and everything, working off ring rust. But I hadn't been allowed in.