Chapter 26

So a little later, the gang headed to the nearest bar, when a whole lot would eventually go down...

Alex and AJ were making out by the bartender's table, before he took another swig of his Coors Light. "Yo, dude, gimme another round, will ya?" he called, nearly plastered.

"Dude, how much did you drink tonight?" asked AJ.

"I dunno, like, 13 or 20..." he shrugged.

"Well, maybe that's enough for you. C'mon, do you want to go dance or something?" she asked.

He shook his head. "Nah, I don't dance." he replied. Then, he turned back to the bartender. "Yo, where's my DRINK-Oh, thank you." he muttered, grabbing a new bottle and chugging it down.

"Ok, fine, babe, you stay here and drink your heart out, I'm going to find a song on the jukebox to listen to." the Diva replied, heading off.

"Have fun..." he slurred.

Meanwhile, at another end of the bartender's table, Mickie was sipping on a bottle of Coors Light, when some random guy approached her. "Hey, cutie. You come here often?" he asked.

She looked back at him. "Uh, not really." she shook her head.

"Well, why don't you take a ride home with me and we can get to know each other a little bit more." he replied, his hand leading down her lower back when she quickly shook herself away.

"Excuse me, but who the hell do you think you are?" she demanded, glaring at him. "Touch me again and I'll kick your ass."

"No you won't, now just come with me and-" he began, grabbing her arm.

She tried to yank herself away. "Get OFF of me!" she struggled, but his grip was too strong.

"You're coming home with me, you little bitch, and that's final!" he exclaimed, about to strike her. But before he could, Chris saw the scene and turned the guy around, sent a hard punch across his face, and said, "Hey, you leave her the hell alone, you son of a BITCH!" Emphasizing that last word, he threw the guy over the bartender's table and to the floor. Then, he checked on Mickie. "Hey, are you all right?" he asked.

"Yeah, fine." she replied, totally relieved that he was there. "Thanks, Chris."

"Of course. Nobody puts their hands on my girl and comes back out in one piece." he smiled.

She smiled back, and seeing how he had possibly saved her life, she was falling even harder for him. "Do you want to play a game of billiards with me?"

"Awesome. Rack em up and I'll be happy to rub it in when I win!" he exclaimed.

She laughed. "Yeah, you wish!"

Meanwhile, AJ was still looking through some songs on the jukebox, when another guy approached her. "Ah, trust me, there's nothing worth listening to on that thing." he said.

She chuckled. "Yeah, I figured." she replied.

"Nice belt. Are you from the WWE?" he asked. "I know they just finished having a show a few streets from here."

"You got it. Me and my best friend Mickie just finished winning the Diva tag team titles and us, my boyfriend Alex and my friend Chris are all here to celebrate." she explained, not seeing that Alex glanced back at the two, immediately getting the wrong idea.

"Cool, how long have you been with-" the guy began, before Alex suddenly approached the two. "What the hell's going on here?" he demanded.

"Alex, we were just-" began AJ.

"Looks like you were just hitting on my girlfriend, buddy." he interrupted, pointing an accusing finger at him.

"Look, man, I didn't do anything-" the guy replied.

"SHUT UP! Stay away from her, or else you'll have to deal with me. Come on, baby." he said, taking her by the arm and dragging her away.

Shocked at his behavior, she whipped away and demanded, "Alex, what the hell's wrong with you?"

"That guy was all over you!" he argued.

"No, he wasn't! We were just talking, jeez! Chill out!" she exclaimed.

"Hey, I'm sorry for trying to be a good boyfriend and protect you, but somebody has to." he slurred.

The tiny Diva looked at him. "You're totally drunk right now."

"No, I'm not." he replied, headed back to the bartender's table, but ended up stumbling and bumping into another pool table. "I'm-I'm fine. Yo, bartender, I WANT ANOTHER ROUND!" he shouted.

"Alex, stop it, you're causing a scene!" AJ said sharply, but it was too late as he was getting the attention of everyone there.

"Haha, IS EVERYBODY HAPPY? See, folks, isn't my girlfriend beautiful? I love her THIS much!" he exclaimed, extending his arms. "Do you love me, baby, do you, HUH?"

She pulled him to the side and said, "Ok, I'm taking you back to the hotel, you're a wreck."

"NO! I'm not going anywhere!" he exclaimed.

"Look, I'm trying to help you here, all right? Now please, let me take you back home before you get yourself hurt." the brunette replied, leading him out.

He sharply pulled away. "Damn it, April, I said that I'm-*hic!*-I'm fine! Now if you want to leave, then be my guest, but don't try and ruin my fun!" he snapped.

"I am not leaving without you, Alex!" she exclaimed back. "Why can't you just listen to me-"

"APRIL-" he began, raising his voice. "Just-just leave me alone, all right?"

The tiny Diva was hurt by what he was saying to her, but then crossed her arms. "Fine. You go ahead and do whatever the hell you want to, I don't care anymore." she muttered, walking away.

"Fine." he replied back. "I need some air." The Detroit native stumbled outside and onto the sidewalk, about to cross the street, where a stream of cars was headed back and forth. Since he was drunk out of his mind, his judgment was clouded and he decided to just cross the busy street anyway. Inside the bar, April was still highly upset at Alex, but then remembered that the alcohol was the only thing making him this erratic. Knowing that he was outside on his own, she had to stop him before he did anything stupid. "Alex!" she called, rushing to the entrance, where she saw him about to cross the street. Her eyes widened. "ALEX!" she screamed, speeding out to save him before it was too late.