Dear Diary,
I don't know what happened or what went wrong, one minute we were all okay and the next he's majorly pissed off with me. I tried asking him what I did and all he did was drown me out with the radio. My ears are ringing now from having the music so loud but at least he didn't kick me out of the car in the middle of nowhere.
I'm determined to make things right with Paul no matter what the consequences for me are.
Steph xx
Sighing softly she put her phone back in her bag as they pulled into the arena parking lot and he parked the car before shutting off the engine which shut off the music too. Wincing when the music was shut off she rubbed her ears to try and get them to feel more normal again before she undid her seatbelt.
Turning in her seat to speak with him she wasn't surprised to see him already out of the car and just about to slam the door shut, she wasn't going to let him stay angry with her. Opening her door she quickly got out of the car and walked to the back where he was getting their luggage out of the trunk, "you need to talk to me. I won't let you be angry with me."
Dropping her suitcase to the floor he turned to look at her, "you won't let me be angry with you? I don't think you have a choice in the matter."
"That's where you're wrong. When I want something I make it happen and I want to sort this out so I'm going to make it happen."
Slamming the trunk shut he leant on it before taking a few deep breaths, "when you want something you make it happen? This isn't fantasy land, you can't just click your fingers and make everything okay again."
Putting her hands on her hips and glaring at him she didn't get where the attitude was coming from, "I'm not stupid I know that. I don't want to click my fingers and make everything okay again, I want to talk it through like adults and find out what I did wrong so I can make it right."
Rolling his eyes he picked up his bags to go into the arena but as he went to walk past her she grabbed his arm, "stop Paul, please. I need you to talk to me."
Sighing softly he knew she wasn't going to get away, "okay fine. We'll talk in your locker room."
Relieved she dropped his arm and picked up her suitcase and followed him into the arena and to her locker room.
Once they were inside she shut the door firmly, "Paul please tell me what I said in the car that made you so angry, I want to make it right."
Dropping his bags to the floor he took a seat on the couch, "you insinuated that because your brother wanted you to date me it meant he wasn't looking out for your best interests."
Her eyes widened when she realised what he thought about what she had said and she quickly took a seat on the coffee table in front of him, "no no no, I didn't mean it like that. What I meant was that he thought all of my boyfriends were useless and told me to dump like all of them because they weren't worthy of me but he really supports you and thinks the world of you so I kind of think he has a crush on you and wants you for himself. I guess I didn't word it properly though."
Lifting his head he raised his eyebrow as he looked at her, "you think your brother has a crush on me?"
"Yes, it's the only explanation for the way he talks you up so much when you're a wrestler and I'm supposedly banned from dating wrestlers."
Laughing softly he smiled, "maybe I should tease him about it and ask if he has a crush on me."
She nodded and tentatively reached out and took his fingers and held them gently, "I think you should but maybe not until we tell them we're together."
Pulling gently on her hand he was relieved when she stood up and he reached and put his hand on her hip and guided her down to sit on his lap, "this is okay right?"
Shifting she got comfortable and laid her head on his shoulder, "yeah it's okay, as long as this is."
Kissing the top of her head he wrapped his arms around her waist, "it's fine with me, it actually feels really nice but I don't want to make you uncomfortable."
"You're comfortable to lie on so I'm not uncomfortable."
He couldn't help but laugh softly at her answer, "well thanks . . . I think. We need to discuss business though so your Dad doesn't chop off my head or something for not teaching you stuff."
Pouting she didn't want to talk business, she just wanted to enjoy this moment but business had to be discussed, "impart some of your wisdom oh great one."
Gently digging his finger into her side making her squirm he shook his head, "don't be like that. You're smart, like really smart and you can do this if you just have faith."
"How do I have faith though? I'm too scared to speak up and actually say what I think."
Moving from beneath her so he could turn properly and look her directly in the eyes he couldn't believe the vulnerability she was showing him, "are you too scared of rejection?"
Slowly she nodded her head, she had never admitted that to anybody before.
Lifting her chin so he could look into her eyes he smiled reassuringly, "nobody will reject your ideas, unless they're completely off the wall like having the WWE Title be defended in a Ball Gown match."
"Weeeeeellllll . . ."
Paul laughed, "you know what I mean. Sit with me during the meeting and I'll show you how to believe in your ideas."
Shrugging her shoulders Stephanie didn't entirely believe that he would be able to show her but she was willing to try anything to prove herself, "I should get my things ready for the meeting as it will be starting soon."
Nodding his head he knew he should take his things to his locker room but the couch was quite comfortable and he didn't want to move, "can my stuff stay here until after the meeting please? I'm feeling lazy."
She nodded her head absently as she sorted through her papers for the meeting.
Once she had all of her papers she walked towards the door, "are you coming?"
Playfully groaning he pushed himself up from the couch, "I'm coming, I'm coming."
Walking over to her he opened the door for her before they both walked out and headed for the meeting.
As they walked into the room Vince made a beeline for them, "so did you learn anything Stephanie?"
Looking over at Paul she smiled softly, "I learnt that words if not spoken correctly could cause a lot of problems."
Vince raised his eyebrow as that wasn't entirely what he meant, "uh okay. Take a seat and the meeting will start soon."
Paul bit back a laugh as Vince walked away, "I think you confused him."
"But it's true, I did learn that."
Shaking his head and laughing he gently pushed her towards some seats at the table so they could sit down.
Taking the hint she walked over to the table and took a seat not surprised when he sat next to her, "are you stalking me now?"
Nodding his head he smirked, "yup. I did tell you that that I was going to sit with you however I'm the most handsome stalker you'll ever have."
"Well I'd prefer not to have a stalker at all thanks."
As he opened his mouth to reply Vince stood up and proceeded to start the meeting.
Throughout the meeting Stephanie made notes on the papers in front of her of things that needed to be changed.
When it came to discussions on the feud between Hardcore Holly, Chyna and Jericho over the Intercontinental Title and Chyna winning the belt Stephanie made a note on her paper and circled it to talk it over with her Dad later.
Paul had been slyly reading what Stephanie had been writing down and when he saw the most note which read, "Chyna and Jericho both get the pin and share the belt." Once he had seen the note he nudged her and gently whispered, "tell him."
Turning her head to look at him she raised her eyebrow and whispered back, "what are you on about?"
"The IC Title idea, tell it to your Dad."
She shook her head, "no, not in front of everyone."
"Remember what your Dad said about owning your idea and believing in yourself?"
Neither of them had noticed that everybody else had stopped talking and was now staring at them, that was until her Dad cleared his throat, "are you two done arguing yet?"
Turning her head she looked at her Dad and gulped, "sorry Dad. We're done now, Paul's just being silly."
Paul frowned as he looked at her, "Stephanie, own your idea."
Vince looked at Paul and then at his daughter, "do you have anything to say Stephanie?"
Gulping Stephanie took a deep breath as it was now or never, "how about instead of Chyna winning outright to continue the feud between herself and Jericho they both pin Bob on Raw and become duel IC Champions?"
Biting down on her lip she waited as silence enveloped the room as everybody processed what she had said before her Dad responded, "that idea is genius."
Her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open as there were a few more murmurs of agreement around the table, "are you serious?"
Vince nodded, "I am deadly serious. I will work this idea into the storyline but now let's move onto the next item."
She sat there stunned as the meeting moved on, never in her wildest dreams did she think anybody would think her idea was any good. Looking over at Paul she smiled softly at him and he returned the soft smile not once looking like he was gloating which made her feel good.
