Disclaimer: I don't own anyone other than me!! Thanks to Nicole and Stephy who are the only people that have reviewed. Remember R & R!!!
Later that night I sat in Paul's locker room, he insisted that I wear a really short leather skirt and a blue tube top to match his wrestling trunks, to the ring. I kept squirming in my seat next to Randy, not being able to get comfortable in the revealing garment, but came to a complete stop when Paul yelled,
"WILL YOU QUIT THAT DAMN FIDGETING, YOUR STARTING TO ANNOY ME!" My mouth dropped open and I instantly looked at my hands that were folded in my lap.
**He yelled at me!!** I thought ** Shane never once yelled at me... At least I don't think he did... Maybe I made a mistake....** My memories were starting to slowly come back and in the ones I had regained it seemed like Shane and I were happy, the only one that resembled Shane cheating on me was the one where him and Nicole were dancing really close.
"Im sorry baby, I didn't mean to yell. Im just trying to concentrate on the match, finally we can get rid of that little green pest and get on with our lives." He spouted out. I looked at him and smiled, a little voice in the back of my head was screaming 'HE'S LYING, HE DOESN'T WANNA BE WITH YOU!!' I quickly shut it up and stood up.
"You ready?" I asked Paul. He grinned and stood up next to me.
"Yep. Come on guys." He said to Ric and Randy. Paul and Ric left the room first, I was about to follow when I felt a hand grab my elbow.
"He's lying to you ya know. He's only using you to get what he wants, then he'll drop you when he's finished." Randy whispered, his breath tickling my ear. I yanked my arm out of his grasp, not turning around I harshly whispered back,
"Your supposed to be his friend, how can you say such things about him?"
"Im only trying to help you."
"Well don't." I sharply said and made my way out of the room, my spiked heals making an annoying sound echoing off the walls.
"TIME TO PLAY THE GAME" Paul's loud music filled the dark arena. He linked his arm with mine and we strutted down the ramp, which was extremely hard for me in my spiked heals, but I eventually made it into the ring. Instead of me getting in Paul insisted that I stayed outside with Ric and Randy. Before he climbed in the squared circle he placed a wet, sloppy, hard kiss on my lips, igniting a loud boo from the crowd. My whole body tensed up and tried not to pull away, but thankfully I heard a
'STAND-A BACK THERE'S A HURRICANE COMIN THROUGH.' My first thought was,
**He took me off of his theme music!!** And my heart constricted a little bit. Like a lightning bolt Shane ran down the ramp and started hitting Paul. The bell rang and the match officially started. Paul mostly dominated the entire match, neither man faking any punches. It all came to a halt when Paul had Shane down, I sighed in relief thinking it was over, but man was I wrong! He slid under the ropes and lifted the apron skirt, searching for something. I heard a muffled 'ah-ha!'as Paul pulled a shiny, sliver sledge hammer. All of a sudden I got a huge migraine, it consumed all of my senses, and even though I couldn't see what he had done to Shane I could only guess what he was going to use it for. Before my eyes a woman with brown hair was holding the exact same sledge Paul was now using to obliterate Shane with, standing over me and slamming it into my head. When I came back to this reality Paul was carrying me to the back, a very happy Ric dancing behind him. I looked up at the titon-tron and saw Shane bleeding all over his Hurricane mask, looking at me with unshed tears in his eyes.
Once we were in the back Paul spun me around, making my head hurt even more and he shouted,
"Let's go out for a victory dinner! What do ya say baby?" I hated it when Paul called me baby like that ALL THE TIME! I forced a smile on my face and said,
"Sure, just leme go take a shower real quick." I placed a small kiss on Paul's cheek and rushed to the bathroom that was conveniently located in Paul's locker room. In my rush to get ready I forgot my towel, before shedding my clothing I went to go get it from my bag in the main part of the locker room.
"So ya gonna do it tonight?" It was Ric, sounding very anxious for some reason. I leaned my ear up to the door and listened. I know it was wrong to evens drop but I couldn't help myself.
"Yeah, Im gonna bang her real good tonight, the leave her on the corner that she came from! No one will want her after that. Remind me to thank Nora (Molly Holly) again for taking her out for me." Both Paul and Ric busted out laughing. I, on the other hand, was stunned. I couldn't even breathe. Range and confusion ran through my veins and I threw open the door, glaring at them both.
"YOU SORRY ASS, SON OF A BITCH" I screamed, the both looked at me with smirks on their faces.
"Well I guess she figured out our little plan eh' Natch?" Paul's voice was oozing with sarcasm.
"Everything you told me was a lie?? Why would you do something like this Paul??" Paul walked up to me, backing me up against the wall.
"Because every time I saw you and Shane together you were always all over each other, holding hands, kissing, laughing. It made me absolutely sick!" The smile was off his face and he glared at me with ever word he said. "But thanks to Nora that all stopped, and you willingly came into my arms. And after tonight everyone will think you were more than willing to go into my bed!." Ric snickered behind him, and Randy just stood in the corner with his mouth open.
"That's a lie, no one will believe you." I said with as much confidence as I could.
"HA! You can barley remember your own middle name! I'll just make it out to be that your amnesia has gotten worse and you obviously have forgotten it. Your finished 'bumble bee'." Paul mocked. My whole world was crashing down on me and I could do nothing about it. The only thing I could think to do was, once again, run away, causing Ric and Paul to laugh at my retreating figure. I ran and ran until my legs forced me to stop. When I finally did stop I leaned against a costume rack that was sitting in the hallway, trying to catch my breath. Upon further inspection I noticed my old Lady Tornado costume on a hanger. I picked it up off the rack and felt the soft material between my fingers, and like a flood my memories came back to me.
"I remember.." I whispered., "I REMEMBER!!" I screamed, jumping up and down, causing wardrobe assistance to give me strange looks. Then I remembered Shane, how bad Paul must have hurt him in the ring, and me hurting him outside the ring. With new found speed I ran to look for the two people I knew would help me, Stephy and Nicole.
Later that night I sat in Paul's locker room, he insisted that I wear a really short leather skirt and a blue tube top to match his wrestling trunks, to the ring. I kept squirming in my seat next to Randy, not being able to get comfortable in the revealing garment, but came to a complete stop when Paul yelled,
"WILL YOU QUIT THAT DAMN FIDGETING, YOUR STARTING TO ANNOY ME!" My mouth dropped open and I instantly looked at my hands that were folded in my lap.
**He yelled at me!!** I thought ** Shane never once yelled at me... At least I don't think he did... Maybe I made a mistake....** My memories were starting to slowly come back and in the ones I had regained it seemed like Shane and I were happy, the only one that resembled Shane cheating on me was the one where him and Nicole were dancing really close.
"Im sorry baby, I didn't mean to yell. Im just trying to concentrate on the match, finally we can get rid of that little green pest and get on with our lives." He spouted out. I looked at him and smiled, a little voice in the back of my head was screaming 'HE'S LYING, HE DOESN'T WANNA BE WITH YOU!!' I quickly shut it up and stood up.
"You ready?" I asked Paul. He grinned and stood up next to me.
"Yep. Come on guys." He said to Ric and Randy. Paul and Ric left the room first, I was about to follow when I felt a hand grab my elbow.
"He's lying to you ya know. He's only using you to get what he wants, then he'll drop you when he's finished." Randy whispered, his breath tickling my ear. I yanked my arm out of his grasp, not turning around I harshly whispered back,
"Your supposed to be his friend, how can you say such things about him?"
"Im only trying to help you."
"Well don't." I sharply said and made my way out of the room, my spiked heals making an annoying sound echoing off the walls.
"TIME TO PLAY THE GAME" Paul's loud music filled the dark arena. He linked his arm with mine and we strutted down the ramp, which was extremely hard for me in my spiked heals, but I eventually made it into the ring. Instead of me getting in Paul insisted that I stayed outside with Ric and Randy. Before he climbed in the squared circle he placed a wet, sloppy, hard kiss on my lips, igniting a loud boo from the crowd. My whole body tensed up and tried not to pull away, but thankfully I heard a
'STAND-A BACK THERE'S A HURRICANE COMIN THROUGH.' My first thought was,
**He took me off of his theme music!!** And my heart constricted a little bit. Like a lightning bolt Shane ran down the ramp and started hitting Paul. The bell rang and the match officially started. Paul mostly dominated the entire match, neither man faking any punches. It all came to a halt when Paul had Shane down, I sighed in relief thinking it was over, but man was I wrong! He slid under the ropes and lifted the apron skirt, searching for something. I heard a muffled 'ah-ha!'as Paul pulled a shiny, sliver sledge hammer. All of a sudden I got a huge migraine, it consumed all of my senses, and even though I couldn't see what he had done to Shane I could only guess what he was going to use it for. Before my eyes a woman with brown hair was holding the exact same sledge Paul was now using to obliterate Shane with, standing over me and slamming it into my head. When I came back to this reality Paul was carrying me to the back, a very happy Ric dancing behind him. I looked up at the titon-tron and saw Shane bleeding all over his Hurricane mask, looking at me with unshed tears in his eyes.
Once we were in the back Paul spun me around, making my head hurt even more and he shouted,
"Let's go out for a victory dinner! What do ya say baby?" I hated it when Paul called me baby like that ALL THE TIME! I forced a smile on my face and said,
"Sure, just leme go take a shower real quick." I placed a small kiss on Paul's cheek and rushed to the bathroom that was conveniently located in Paul's locker room. In my rush to get ready I forgot my towel, before shedding my clothing I went to go get it from my bag in the main part of the locker room.
"So ya gonna do it tonight?" It was Ric, sounding very anxious for some reason. I leaned my ear up to the door and listened. I know it was wrong to evens drop but I couldn't help myself.
"Yeah, Im gonna bang her real good tonight, the leave her on the corner that she came from! No one will want her after that. Remind me to thank Nora (Molly Holly) again for taking her out for me." Both Paul and Ric busted out laughing. I, on the other hand, was stunned. I couldn't even breathe. Range and confusion ran through my veins and I threw open the door, glaring at them both.
"YOU SORRY ASS, SON OF A BITCH" I screamed, the both looked at me with smirks on their faces.
"Well I guess she figured out our little plan eh' Natch?" Paul's voice was oozing with sarcasm.
"Everything you told me was a lie?? Why would you do something like this Paul??" Paul walked up to me, backing me up against the wall.
"Because every time I saw you and Shane together you were always all over each other, holding hands, kissing, laughing. It made me absolutely sick!" The smile was off his face and he glared at me with ever word he said. "But thanks to Nora that all stopped, and you willingly came into my arms. And after tonight everyone will think you were more than willing to go into my bed!." Ric snickered behind him, and Randy just stood in the corner with his mouth open.
"That's a lie, no one will believe you." I said with as much confidence as I could.
"HA! You can barley remember your own middle name! I'll just make it out to be that your amnesia has gotten worse and you obviously have forgotten it. Your finished 'bumble bee'." Paul mocked. My whole world was crashing down on me and I could do nothing about it. The only thing I could think to do was, once again, run away, causing Ric and Paul to laugh at my retreating figure. I ran and ran until my legs forced me to stop. When I finally did stop I leaned against a costume rack that was sitting in the hallway, trying to catch my breath. Upon further inspection I noticed my old Lady Tornado costume on a hanger. I picked it up off the rack and felt the soft material between my fingers, and like a flood my memories came back to me.
"I remember.." I whispered., "I REMEMBER!!" I screamed, jumping up and down, causing wardrobe assistance to give me strange looks. Then I remembered Shane, how bad Paul must have hurt him in the ring, and me hurting him outside the ring. With new found speed I ran to look for the two people I knew would help me, Stephy and Nicole.