"I know we've had our rough times." Jeff said. "But, I
know you're also doing what you can to get Destiny
back."
"Have you talked to her?" Damien asked.
"Not since she left. She took her stuff and left the
hotel."
"Shit." Damien said.
"I know, I am scared to death. I don't know where she
went. I don't even know if she's in the same state."
"Never should have had her in that match, never should
have told Austin to take the fall."
"Damien, it's ok. I would have asked Austin the same
thing. No one knew what kind of backlash this would
have gotten. But, Vince has got himself a predicament
here."
"Lets hope he gets her back." Damien said.
"It's more like, lets hope she'll come back." Jeff
told him. "You have to understand something about
Destiny. She's a stuborn son-of-a-bitch."
"Sounds like me."
"She's experanced more embarrassment in two days than
I have my entire career. Winning the WWF Title killed
hers. She won't be so quick to jump back in."
"I feel like I should put her in a match against Rocky
for that belt. Against someone, anyone."
"She won't go for it." Jeff said. "Don't try so hard
to win her trust. She trusts you, it's Vince she
doesn't like. And, putting her in a match against
Rocky for the belt will make it worse."
He left. Where had I gone? I didn't leave the state,
just the hotel. Actually, I was in a new hotel a mile
away. I watched what Damien and the others had done. I
felt special, but not enough to go back. I was
embarrassed. I know it's a selfish act, but I had to
be selfish. I had to think about myself for once.
Seeing the crowd break into chant gave me something to
look foward to if I decided to go back.
My cell phone rang. At first, I wasn't going to get
it, but decided to anyway.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Lets get somethings straight." It was Vince. "I don't
like you, I don't like you one bit. But, I've got a
real problem on my hands here. Looks like your little
friends put me into a corner, and you have to come
back."
"I know, I saw what happened." I said. "And, I don't
know if I am ready to come back, not yet."
"Why not?" He sighed. "Look, you can have the damn
title, whatever you want. Just, get back here."
"It's not about the title. Looking back, I was better
off without it. The real problem was on how I was
treated. I don't know if I can show my face again."
"Do you understand what's at risk for me here? I could
lose the best of what I have!"
"I know what the risk is." I told him. "I understand
clearly. I know that if I don't leave what you have to
go through, and that these amazing people are going to
be out of jobs. Stuff they really like. I know what
the risk is, for everyone involved."
"They why not come back?!"
"I'm not ready. How do I know that one man that
started the chant didn't just do that so he could have
his favorit wrestler stay? I'm not convinced."
"Well, get convinced!" He yelled.
"Do you have any idea what it feels like to go through
what I did?" I asked. "Of course not. Dumb question."
"Being a smart ass is going to get you no where. You
understand that if you don't come back, you're going
to coast your friends their jobs?"
"I told you, I know what the risks are for everyone
involved."
He was getting pissed off, I could tell. But, I wasn't
convinced. I wasn't sure if I was ready to show my
face.
"I'll strike a deal with you. You're a business man."
I restrained myself from adding a bad one at that.
"That would all depend on what type of deal it is."
"Give me one week to figure this out. In one weeks
time I will tell you if I am ready to come back. And,
to make the deal for real, I will meet you at the
Denny's accross the street from your hotel to sign
something about it tomorrow at around noon. That way,
none of the guys think you are bullshitting. And, you
can show everyone that. But, in that contract it must
say that if I don't decide to come back in a weeks
time, they have to stay in the business."
There was silence. "It's a deal." He said. He paused.
"And, if you don't decide to come back, work business
for the WWF." Then he hung up.
I didn't know if I should take that as a complment or
what. But, in any case, I was making a deal. I'd have
to meet Vince at noon to sign a contract stating I had
a weeks time to think about it. I knew no one would
believe him if he said that. He could show them the
signed document stating I had one week.
The next day I waited for Vince in a booth in the
back. I saw him walk in, and strut to where I was. he
sat down and handed me a formal looking document. I
took it and looked at it.
"Don't worry, it's not going to cheat you out." He
said. "But, you can look it over anyway."
"It seems fair." I said putting it down after reading
it. He had signed it already. "Just need a pen."
He handed me one and I signed. "Alright, we have a
deal. I will announce this tonight." Vince said.
He got up and left. I sighed. My enitre fate, destiny,
as a wreslter rested in these seven days. I wanted to
see how Vince would announce this tonight.
His music starts. He walks down to millions of boos.
He stands in the ring for a few minutes until they
calm down. He raises the mic.
"You all were expecting Destiny's return tonight." He
said. The boos went to cheers. "But, unfortunatly,
that won't happen."
Damien's music starts and he, arm and arm with Molly,
walk out along with Jeff, Matt, Edge, Christian, Mark,
Glen, Chyna, and Test. Damien is pissed, well everyone
is pissed.
"We had a deal McMahon." Damien said. "She comes back,
or we leave."
"I know the deal." Vince said. "But you can't leave.
Because Destiny told me that she needs one week to
think about this."
"You liar!" Jeff yelled.
"Now Jeff, I can understand why you're upset. I mean,
she is your girl and all. But, I have here a contract
stating that she has one week to think this all over."
He held up the contract. "You all are welcome to take
a look."
The ran up. Damien grabbed the contract and Jeff read
over his shoulder. "Damnit." Damien said. It was
formal, and I did sign.
"It also says we have to remain in the business." Matt
said reading it over.
"We didn't agree to that." Damien said.
"It's what she wants." Jeff replied. "I'd do it for
her."
"Right now we just have to hope she comes back." Mark
said. He was cleaning off his bike.
"I'll call her." Jeff said. He tried. "She's not
picking up."
"Let her be, man." Adam told him. "She's got a lot to
think about."
"Even if Austin took the fall, that match was heavy."
Jay said. "I didn't know he took the fall."
"I asked him to." Damien said. "For her safty."
"She didn't look safe. She was pretty beatten up." Jay
replied.
"Austin wouldn't go back on his word, would he?"
Damien asked.
"Nah, he's not like that." Glen answered. "Don't
worry, he took the fall."
"I'm not worried about that. Coz, if he didn't. Then,
we have to make that known. Austin didn't take the
fall, Destiny won fair and square." Damien said.
"I'd believe it." Matt said.
"I don't know if that's a good idea." Adam said.
"You'd have to convince Austin to say he didn't take
the fall and that he really lost to a girl. That is,
if he did do it." He looked at Damien. "He took the
fall. You can tell. Look at the tape. You can tell
after her jump he took the fall. He was going to jerk
his shoulder up but changed his mind. If you look
closely you can see it."
If you look at the tape you could. So, Austin did take
the fall. There goes Damien's idea. I watched the
matches and thought about coming back. The Hardyz
looked upset that I wasn't by their side. Double D
wasn't there. It was just Damien. But, he did bring
Molly out to be by his side. It, it just didn't look right.