Petty Jealousy
When Akasha woke up she was in Jeff's bed and there was the sound of a four stroke engine coming in from the window. She groaned, not in agitation but that she couldn't be out there riding a bike with Jeff. She looked at the clock, it was ten in the morning. She sat up and gently put her feet on the ground, grabbing her crutches. She managed to get outside and she stood on the last step and watched as Jeff rode around the place like the mad man he was. He noticed her and rode over to the front porch. He turned the bike off and walked up the steps to her. He took his helmet off and kissed her, "How you doing?" He asked, smiling happily. "I'm jealous I can't get on that bike." She muttered. He smiled and kissed her again, "You'll ride again Akasha, no need to worry." He replied with a laugh. He put the helmet down and took off his riding jacket. "Listen, Matt told me last night that Trish was paid to do what she did." Akasha's eyes widened, "You've got to be kidding?" Jeff shook his head, "Nope, not kidding at all. She wouldn't name who told her to do it but I'd say we'll find out." "How does it feel to be desired?" Akasha asked, annoyed there was more than one person willing to beat her up over Jeff, "I hate it if it means you're going to get hurt." He replied, frowning. Akasha smiled at his answer, "Too late now." Jeff nodded, "So how's your ankle?" "Not as sore as my back." She replied. He shuffled behind her and gently pulled her shirt up, revealing the heavy bruising all over her back, "It's badly bruised." He told her. Akasha nodded, "I figured that." Jeff gently put her shirt back down and returned to face her, "I'll nurse you back to health."
It had been just over a week since Crashing Down and Akasha hobbled, without her crutches into the lounge room and sat herself down on the lounge. Jeff had left that morning, already two days late and McMahon rang every day to abuse. Akasha had three weeks left before she could wrestle again and she was really on edge, stuck in a house with nothing to do but watch TV all day. She turned the TV on and watched several minutes of ads before the promo for WWE came on. After that 'Across The Nation' kicked in, the theme for RAW and had been for over a year with flickering images of the band and the wrestlers. She saw herself several times, Lita and Edge, Kurt Angle and Randy Orton. They went to the arena and the fireworks shot out from the stage.
The night kicked off with the new Undisputed Champion, Triple H. His music kicked in, the crowd shot to their feet and The Game walked down to the ring with his belt around his waist. He didn't talk for long before Chris Jericho came out and demanded a title match against him that night. Triple H accepted eagerly and the night continued. Lita came on the screen with Coach next to her with a microphone, "For the past week Akasha, another member of your team has been out with an ankle injury. Since then you could say you've made Trish Stratus' life quite hard to live." Coach said, "Yeah well Trish needs to learn pretty fast that when you mess with one member of Team Xtreme, you're really messing with us all. Akasha's injuries by the hands of Trish just makes her a target because the rest of us aren't at all happy about what she did." Lita replied angrily. Cole nodded and was about to continue but Trish butted in, "I told you I was paid to do it all Lita. Why do you want to take you're anger out on me?" "Hang on Trish, you were paid to hurt Akasha?" Coach stuttered in disbelief. Trish nodded and Lita stepped up into her face, "Because you won't tell us who she is so I can go hurt her!" She yelled. Trish shrugged and you could tell that Lita was annoyed. It made Akasha think who would want to do that. She didn't know of anyone else who had shown hatred towards her. She wondered throughout the night, while watching matches.
When Akasha woke up she was in Jeff's bed and there was the sound of a four stroke engine coming in from the window. She groaned, not in agitation but that she couldn't be out there riding a bike with Jeff. She looked at the clock, it was ten in the morning. She sat up and gently put her feet on the ground, grabbing her crutches. She managed to get outside and she stood on the last step and watched as Jeff rode around the place like the mad man he was. He noticed her and rode over to the front porch. He turned the bike off and walked up the steps to her. He took his helmet off and kissed her, "How you doing?" He asked, smiling happily. "I'm jealous I can't get on that bike." She muttered. He smiled and kissed her again, "You'll ride again Akasha, no need to worry." He replied with a laugh. He put the helmet down and took off his riding jacket. "Listen, Matt told me last night that Trish was paid to do what she did." Akasha's eyes widened, "You've got to be kidding?" Jeff shook his head, "Nope, not kidding at all. She wouldn't name who told her to do it but I'd say we'll find out." "How does it feel to be desired?" Akasha asked, annoyed there was more than one person willing to beat her up over Jeff, "I hate it if it means you're going to get hurt." He replied, frowning. Akasha smiled at his answer, "Too late now." Jeff nodded, "So how's your ankle?" "Not as sore as my back." She replied. He shuffled behind her and gently pulled her shirt up, revealing the heavy bruising all over her back, "It's badly bruised." He told her. Akasha nodded, "I figured that." Jeff gently put her shirt back down and returned to face her, "I'll nurse you back to health."
It had been just over a week since Crashing Down and Akasha hobbled, without her crutches into the lounge room and sat herself down on the lounge. Jeff had left that morning, already two days late and McMahon rang every day to abuse. Akasha had three weeks left before she could wrestle again and she was really on edge, stuck in a house with nothing to do but watch TV all day. She turned the TV on and watched several minutes of ads before the promo for WWE came on. After that 'Across The Nation' kicked in, the theme for RAW and had been for over a year with flickering images of the band and the wrestlers. She saw herself several times, Lita and Edge, Kurt Angle and Randy Orton. They went to the arena and the fireworks shot out from the stage.
The night kicked off with the new Undisputed Champion, Triple H. His music kicked in, the crowd shot to their feet and The Game walked down to the ring with his belt around his waist. He didn't talk for long before Chris Jericho came out and demanded a title match against him that night. Triple H accepted eagerly and the night continued. Lita came on the screen with Coach next to her with a microphone, "For the past week Akasha, another member of your team has been out with an ankle injury. Since then you could say you've made Trish Stratus' life quite hard to live." Coach said, "Yeah well Trish needs to learn pretty fast that when you mess with one member of Team Xtreme, you're really messing with us all. Akasha's injuries by the hands of Trish just makes her a target because the rest of us aren't at all happy about what she did." Lita replied angrily. Cole nodded and was about to continue but Trish butted in, "I told you I was paid to do it all Lita. Why do you want to take you're anger out on me?" "Hang on Trish, you were paid to hurt Akasha?" Coach stuttered in disbelief. Trish nodded and Lita stepped up into her face, "Because you won't tell us who she is so I can go hurt her!" She yelled. Trish shrugged and you could tell that Lita was annoyed. It made Akasha think who would want to do that. She didn't know of anyone else who had shown hatred towards her. She wondered throughout the night, while watching matches.
