A/n: Sorry for not updating as fast as usaual but last night i went to see
WWE live......JEFF SO HOTTTTTT...(FAINTS)
He turned me toward him. His eyes were a mixture of feelings. Worry, concern, anger, and frustration.
Jeff: What were you thinking? Attacking Mr.McMahon like that
Ana: Jeff...He split us up...That.....no good, slimeball split us up
I started to cry. He held me close to him
Jeff: Shhh...Don't cry..It will be ok...you'll see
We went into the limo.
Ana: Things can't get any worse
Jeff: Well it does get worse
Ana: How so?
Jeff: You have a match tommorow
Ana: What?
Jeff: You have a steal cage match with....Mark
Ana: No (Crying hard) Noooo
I laid my head chest and cried. He sat there gentley ran his finger through my hair...that seemed to calm me down.
Ana: I don't wanna hurt Mark
Jeff: I know you don't and I know he doesn't wanna hurt you...but if you don't..then you and him will be fired.
Ana: I can't do that to him
We pulled up to the hotel and went upstairs
Jeff: We're both beat...so lets go to bed and we can talk in the morning.
Ana: Ok.
I crawled into bed.
Jeff: You're going to bed with your clothes on?
Ana:Yea...I'm too tired and sore from today to take them off..
Jeff chuckled a little bit and took off everything , but his boxers. He crawled into bed and we kissed. I laid my head on his chest and listened to him breath. I could tell he was now alseep. I got up, grabbed the room key and walked down to the lobby. I then went outside and sat down on a bench and looked at the stars.
Ana (to herself): I can't wrestle him. I love in so much. Maybe I should just quit...No then i would be sued..I can't disapoint the fans...oh what is a girl to do?
I burried my head in my hands and cried. I then felt an arm go around me.
Mark: Darlin? Why you crying?
I looked up and saw Mark. I jumped into his lap and cried on his chest and shoulders.
Ana: Oh dad
Mark: Shh...that's enough crying...you have to be strong
Ana: I can't be strong when Mr.McMahon wants me to wrestle against you in a steal cage.
Mark: Ana look at me
I looked at him in his eyes. Tears were rolling down my cheek and I even seen a tear roll down Mark's face.
Mark: Ana...I love you alot...you are my daughter...but listen to me...we have to do this match
Ana: But dad
Mark: Ana...we have too...we can't disapoint the fans and we can't let Vince win.
Ana: What do you mean Vince win?
He turned me toward him. His eyes were a mixture of feelings. Worry, concern, anger, and frustration.
Jeff: What were you thinking? Attacking Mr.McMahon like that
Ana: Jeff...He split us up...That.....no good, slimeball split us up
I started to cry. He held me close to him
Jeff: Shhh...Don't cry..It will be ok...you'll see
We went into the limo.
Ana: Things can't get any worse
Jeff: Well it does get worse
Ana: How so?
Jeff: You have a match tommorow
Ana: What?
Jeff: You have a steal cage match with....Mark
Ana: No (Crying hard) Noooo
I laid my head chest and cried. He sat there gentley ran his finger through my hair...that seemed to calm me down.
Ana: I don't wanna hurt Mark
Jeff: I know you don't and I know he doesn't wanna hurt you...but if you don't..then you and him will be fired.
Ana: I can't do that to him
We pulled up to the hotel and went upstairs
Jeff: We're both beat...so lets go to bed and we can talk in the morning.
Ana: Ok.
I crawled into bed.
Jeff: You're going to bed with your clothes on?
Ana:Yea...I'm too tired and sore from today to take them off..
Jeff chuckled a little bit and took off everything , but his boxers. He crawled into bed and we kissed. I laid my head on his chest and listened to him breath. I could tell he was now alseep. I got up, grabbed the room key and walked down to the lobby. I then went outside and sat down on a bench and looked at the stars.
Ana (to herself): I can't wrestle him. I love in so much. Maybe I should just quit...No then i would be sued..I can't disapoint the fans...oh what is a girl to do?
I burried my head in my hands and cried. I then felt an arm go around me.
Mark: Darlin? Why you crying?
I looked up and saw Mark. I jumped into his lap and cried on his chest and shoulders.
Ana: Oh dad
Mark: Shh...that's enough crying...you have to be strong
Ana: I can't be strong when Mr.McMahon wants me to wrestle against you in a steal cage.
Mark: Ana look at me
I looked at him in his eyes. Tears were rolling down my cheek and I even seen a tear roll down Mark's face.
Mark: Ana...I love you alot...you are my daughter...but listen to me...we have to do this match
Ana: But dad
Mark: Ana...we have too...we can't disapoint the fans and we can't let Vince win.
Ana: What do you mean Vince win?