Chapter 16
Dwayne pushes back the curtains and steps through them as the crowd erupts the noise echoing around the arena. Vince stands back not wanting to watch Dwayne destroy his show right there and then. A group of wrestlers crowd around the monitor to watch, all of them knowing this isn't in the script. Dwayne jumps into the ring, he forgets about climbing the turnbuckle and posing for the crowd, he has something he has to do. He grabs a microphone from one the ringside guys and stands in front of Stephanie his hand clutching the mic tightly. What was he going to say, he'd be fired if he mucked up the show he had to think fast. Stay in character Dwayne, stay in character he thought to himself as he brought the microphone up to his mouth. He could feel himself shaking; he had done this kinda thing before, making up as he went along. Him and some of the guys did it all the time at the end of a show to give the fans a little extra. But this was different; he had a lump in his through and didn't feel he could speak. He swallowed hard and circled Stephanie a little; just as he would do any other person he was doing a promo with.
"So Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley." He said, pausing the crowd where chanting for him, chanting for The Rock. What was he going to say now? "So you have had second thoughts about how you feel have you, thought you'd LIE to everyone, LIE to certain people! You obviously can't wait to get back in bed with Pa.Triple H, I know why don't we bring ol big nose out here and hear what he has to say! But you know what, I've had enough of hearing you two whining on all the time so I'll just leave you to it, but Stephanie you slut let me tell you this. The Rock never EVER forgets..I never forget!" Dwayne yells, he throws the microphone down and walks off backstage. He goes through the curtain again and back to the lockeroom. He picks up his bag and walks out to the parking lot. Stephanie leaves the ring not even giving Paul chance to get out there and do his part of the storyline, she runs out to the parking lot and see's Dwayne getting in his car.
"Dwayne, please don't leave I'm sorry!" Stephanie cries running over to the car and opening the door, she pulls the key out of the ignition so he can't drive off.
"Give me back my keys now, I trusted you Stephanie and you went behind my back. I thought you loved me; you made me look like a total idiot! I was so happy for you with you making you big return and everything and you just walk out there and start the fucking storyline with Paul, I didn't care if that was the one you wanted to do, I would have understood!" Dwayne says as he snatches the keys from her hand and sticks them back in his car
"Dwayne I'm sorry, I can explain I had to do it!" Stephanie says as the tears start running down her face "Dwayne I love you!" She shouts, he shakes his head trying to stop himself crying too.
"You should have thought about that before you lied to me" He chokes, he starts his engine up. Stephanie lets him close the door, not wanting them to fight anymore. He drives out of the arena parking lot and down the street towards the airport, He had had enough of this country, he had had enough of all this. He gets to the airport and stands looking at the boards for a flight, does he fly to his parents, or does he take the other flight. He goes to the desk and buys his tickets and makes his way to the departures. Dwayne pulls his hat and sun glasses out of his bag and puts them on, hoping that it might stop a few people noticing him. His phone goes off in his pocket; he pulls it out and looks at it. 'Stephanie's Mob' flashes up on the screen. He presses the cancel button sending the screen blank before switching off his phone and going to board the plane. He finds his seat and sits down; the plane soon is in the air souring through the clouds. The drinks were soon brought round but Dwayne declined, he pulled a pillow out from under his seat and propped it up against the window before falling asleep.
The flight wasn't too long, only a 5 our trip in one of these faster planes. Dwayne awoke; he rubbed his eyes only about an hour before they were to land.
Dwayne walked out into the crowded Winnipeg airport, had he made the right decision coming to Canada instead of going to see his family, Chris would surely put him up for a few days while he got his head sorted out. He walked out of the airport and waited for a cab to arrive, one pulled up and he climbed in the back telling the driver where he wanted to go. Dwayne pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and switched it on, he had 3 voice mail messages waiting for him. He listened to them, the first two were Stephanie begging him to come back to the arena but the last one he stopped to listen to properly and surprised him. It was from Stephanie.
"Dwayne, please call me when you get this, we really need to talk. Paul would have hurt you if I didn't, please I have t explain.call me" Came Stephanie's voice she was crying. Dwayne sat back in his seat and chucked his phone down on the seat next to him. He stared out of the window watching the landscape rush past the cab, people all over the city were rushing around with their busy lives. Chris lived a short way out of the city in a quieter area, the cab pulled up outside his house. Dwayne paid the driver and got out, Chris wouldn't be home for ages yet but Dwayne knew where he kept his spare key so could let himself in and call him from inside. He walks round to Chris's garage and pulls it open, Chris's shiny black truck is there, covered up to protect it from getting damaged. Dwayne runs his hand over the top of the front left hand tyre and finds the spare house key before walking round to the front door and unlocking it. He walks inside closing the front door behind him; he puts the keys down in the kitchen and walks to the lounge. He sits down on the couch and pulls the phone towards him and dials in Chris's cell phone number.
"Ok who the hell is this and why are you in my house!" Chris yells as he answers his phone, his own number flashing up on the screen.
"Chris, it's Dwayne" Dwayne says suddenly feeling guilty about invading his friend's home
"Dwayne, Why are you at my house man?" Chris says, he is already at the airport waiting for his flight.
"I didn't know where else to go, you're a jackass man. You still have your spare keys in your truck tyres. I flew out here and thought I'd wait for you to get back, mind if I sleep on your couch?" Dwayne says, praying that Chris would say yes, he didn't feel like being on his own and the last thing he wanted was to have to go to a motel somewhere.
"Err.you've put me on the spot here D, yeah ok. I am getting the next flight out of here; I'm at the airport at the moment so I should be home in 6 hours or so depending on if there are any delays or anything. Dwayne, I saw what you did out in the ring." Chris says, Dwayne doesn't say anything; all he can hear is him breathing. Chris guesses that he doesn't feel up to talking about it over the phone "Look I'll be home soon, I have no idea if there is any food in the house or anything so just do what you like and I'll see you soon" Chris says as he walks towards the flight gate to board the plane.
"Yeah ok, sure thanks Chris. See you later" Dwayne says, he hangs up the phone and puts his bag down on the floor. What was he going to do for 6 hours till Chris got back? Maybe it wasn't such a good idea after all, Chris sounded ok about it didn't he?
Dwayne pushes back the curtains and steps through them as the crowd erupts the noise echoing around the arena. Vince stands back not wanting to watch Dwayne destroy his show right there and then. A group of wrestlers crowd around the monitor to watch, all of them knowing this isn't in the script. Dwayne jumps into the ring, he forgets about climbing the turnbuckle and posing for the crowd, he has something he has to do. He grabs a microphone from one the ringside guys and stands in front of Stephanie his hand clutching the mic tightly. What was he going to say, he'd be fired if he mucked up the show he had to think fast. Stay in character Dwayne, stay in character he thought to himself as he brought the microphone up to his mouth. He could feel himself shaking; he had done this kinda thing before, making up as he went along. Him and some of the guys did it all the time at the end of a show to give the fans a little extra. But this was different; he had a lump in his through and didn't feel he could speak. He swallowed hard and circled Stephanie a little; just as he would do any other person he was doing a promo with.
"So Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley." He said, pausing the crowd where chanting for him, chanting for The Rock. What was he going to say now? "So you have had second thoughts about how you feel have you, thought you'd LIE to everyone, LIE to certain people! You obviously can't wait to get back in bed with Pa.Triple H, I know why don't we bring ol big nose out here and hear what he has to say! But you know what, I've had enough of hearing you two whining on all the time so I'll just leave you to it, but Stephanie you slut let me tell you this. The Rock never EVER forgets..I never forget!" Dwayne yells, he throws the microphone down and walks off backstage. He goes through the curtain again and back to the lockeroom. He picks up his bag and walks out to the parking lot. Stephanie leaves the ring not even giving Paul chance to get out there and do his part of the storyline, she runs out to the parking lot and see's Dwayne getting in his car.
"Dwayne, please don't leave I'm sorry!" Stephanie cries running over to the car and opening the door, she pulls the key out of the ignition so he can't drive off.
"Give me back my keys now, I trusted you Stephanie and you went behind my back. I thought you loved me; you made me look like a total idiot! I was so happy for you with you making you big return and everything and you just walk out there and start the fucking storyline with Paul, I didn't care if that was the one you wanted to do, I would have understood!" Dwayne says as he snatches the keys from her hand and sticks them back in his car
"Dwayne I'm sorry, I can explain I had to do it!" Stephanie says as the tears start running down her face "Dwayne I love you!" She shouts, he shakes his head trying to stop himself crying too.
"You should have thought about that before you lied to me" He chokes, he starts his engine up. Stephanie lets him close the door, not wanting them to fight anymore. He drives out of the arena parking lot and down the street towards the airport, He had had enough of this country, he had had enough of all this. He gets to the airport and stands looking at the boards for a flight, does he fly to his parents, or does he take the other flight. He goes to the desk and buys his tickets and makes his way to the departures. Dwayne pulls his hat and sun glasses out of his bag and puts them on, hoping that it might stop a few people noticing him. His phone goes off in his pocket; he pulls it out and looks at it. 'Stephanie's Mob' flashes up on the screen. He presses the cancel button sending the screen blank before switching off his phone and going to board the plane. He finds his seat and sits down; the plane soon is in the air souring through the clouds. The drinks were soon brought round but Dwayne declined, he pulled a pillow out from under his seat and propped it up against the window before falling asleep.
The flight wasn't too long, only a 5 our trip in one of these faster planes. Dwayne awoke; he rubbed his eyes only about an hour before they were to land.
Dwayne walked out into the crowded Winnipeg airport, had he made the right decision coming to Canada instead of going to see his family, Chris would surely put him up for a few days while he got his head sorted out. He walked out of the airport and waited for a cab to arrive, one pulled up and he climbed in the back telling the driver where he wanted to go. Dwayne pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and switched it on, he had 3 voice mail messages waiting for him. He listened to them, the first two were Stephanie begging him to come back to the arena but the last one he stopped to listen to properly and surprised him. It was from Stephanie.
"Dwayne, please call me when you get this, we really need to talk. Paul would have hurt you if I didn't, please I have t explain.call me" Came Stephanie's voice she was crying. Dwayne sat back in his seat and chucked his phone down on the seat next to him. He stared out of the window watching the landscape rush past the cab, people all over the city were rushing around with their busy lives. Chris lived a short way out of the city in a quieter area, the cab pulled up outside his house. Dwayne paid the driver and got out, Chris wouldn't be home for ages yet but Dwayne knew where he kept his spare key so could let himself in and call him from inside. He walks round to Chris's garage and pulls it open, Chris's shiny black truck is there, covered up to protect it from getting damaged. Dwayne runs his hand over the top of the front left hand tyre and finds the spare house key before walking round to the front door and unlocking it. He walks inside closing the front door behind him; he puts the keys down in the kitchen and walks to the lounge. He sits down on the couch and pulls the phone towards him and dials in Chris's cell phone number.
"Ok who the hell is this and why are you in my house!" Chris yells as he answers his phone, his own number flashing up on the screen.
"Chris, it's Dwayne" Dwayne says suddenly feeling guilty about invading his friend's home
"Dwayne, Why are you at my house man?" Chris says, he is already at the airport waiting for his flight.
"I didn't know where else to go, you're a jackass man. You still have your spare keys in your truck tyres. I flew out here and thought I'd wait for you to get back, mind if I sleep on your couch?" Dwayne says, praying that Chris would say yes, he didn't feel like being on his own and the last thing he wanted was to have to go to a motel somewhere.
"Err.you've put me on the spot here D, yeah ok. I am getting the next flight out of here; I'm at the airport at the moment so I should be home in 6 hours or so depending on if there are any delays or anything. Dwayne, I saw what you did out in the ring." Chris says, Dwayne doesn't say anything; all he can hear is him breathing. Chris guesses that he doesn't feel up to talking about it over the phone "Look I'll be home soon, I have no idea if there is any food in the house or anything so just do what you like and I'll see you soon" Chris says as he walks towards the flight gate to board the plane.
"Yeah ok, sure thanks Chris. See you later" Dwayne says, he hangs up the phone and puts his bag down on the floor. What was he going to do for 6 hours till Chris got back? Maybe it wasn't such a good idea after all, Chris sounded ok about it didn't he?
