A/N: Wow. thanks to the first three who gave reviews!!! I really, really,
really appreciated them!!! Ok, so you people want Jeff and Naomi together?
And that you didn't understand the last chappie? Ok, lemme explain, Jeff
walked in on Naomi when she was changing so she got mad. And then, it just
so happens that she was in a bad mood that time (heh, she's usually
forgiving) so Jeff got his head off for that. And the reason I made
Victoria (Lisa Marie) is because, well, you'll see. HAHAHAHAHAHA!! I rule,
man!! On to the story...
(Since I'm very lazy to write long plane flights, the wrestlers are back in a comfy hotel in New York City. They've grabbed their essentials and are heading for Madison Square Garden, which is in New York, right? So, without further ado, this scene heads on to Jeff and Victoria talking somewhere in the hallway about Jeff's hardcore no-disqualification match against Steven Richards for the Hardcore title.) (2nd A/N: I know the Hardcore title has been discontinued but it's my story anyway.)
"Jeff, I know you're against Steven in a hardcore match. But please, be careful, ok? Steven is capable of playing dirty. So I'm gonna help you out there. You'll promise to be careful, ok?" Victoria (now using their stage names) told Jeff as the cameramen took their scene.
"I know, I know, Vic, don't worry. But you're entering with me, right? So don't worry, just hope that no one comes after my girl and that you'll stay out of the way, ok?" Jeff tried to reassure his 'girlfriend' of his safety.
"I'm glad, Jeff, let's go," Victoria smiled as the couple walked off to the curtains. The cameras rolled back to the arena where Jeff's music played. (A/N: Ok, from now, I guess this is Author's POV. My POV, so just watch it, ok?)
"This match is scheduled for one fall and it's for the Hardcore Championship. The challenger, now making his way into the ring, from Cameron, North Carolina, accompanied by Victoria, and weighing 213 pounds, Jeff Hardy!!!" Lillian announced. The crowd roared for Jeff but there were boos, for Victoria. Steven Richards's music came on and the crowd half- booed.
"And his opponent, making his way to the ring, from Walingford, CT, weighing 220 pounds, Steven Richards!!" Lillian announced. Steven did his thing and then stood in the ring, watching Jeff beadily. Victoria got out of the ring.
The match started with Steven and Jeff beating the hell out of each other. Steven managed to hit the Steven Kick but Jeff kicked out. Victoria did help by pulling Steven's leg when he bounced off the ropes. Steven rolled out and got a steel chair. He managed to hit the Hardy boy with it. He pinned Jeff but Victoria pulled his leg and dragged him out of the ring and onto the floor. Furious, he used a steel chair to hit Victoria with it. The young woman fell to the floor, clutching her head, and rolling around the floor.
~Meanwhile, cameras have managed to catch Naomi walking in the parking lot, looking very angry about something, her 'Nike' slingbag over one shoulder~
"Naomi! Did you know that Jeff Hardy had a hardcore match against Steven Richards?" Terri asked, running up to the young brunette. The girl looked pretty surprised with the cameras closed by.
"He had a what!? Why didn't anyone tell me?! Who's valeting him now?" she demanded. Terri looked a little flustered.
"Victoria's valeting him now," she said shakily. "What!?" Naomi exclaimed, looking livid, and ran into the building. Both audience and the wrestlers are watching this whole process, particularly, Jeff, looking surprised and Victoria looking, well, even more surprised.
The match resumes with Jeff whacking Steven with a steel chair after catching the former Hardcore Champion off-guard. Then, both of them were out and Steven pinned Jeff. 1-2-shoulder up! Jeff just didn't want to give up! Steven got up but just then...
"Oh my God!!! Look at that!!!" 'The King' exclaimed. The crowd was cheering as someone ran up to the ring. Steven looked. It was Naomi!
The livid brunette bounced Steven off the ropes and hit DDT on him. She got up to the top rope and hit a hurricanrana on Steven. Grabbing the steel chair, she hit Steven thrice with it.
"Oh God!!! The youngest WWE Diva just knocked Steven out cold!" 'The King' exclaimed. Naomi, now panting, dragged Jeff over to Steven and put the multi-colored freak over Steven. She forced the referee to count. 1-2-3! Jeff Hardy won the Hardcore title!
"Here's your winner and your new WWE Hardcore Champion, Jeff Hardy!!" Lillian announced. Victoria winced but she was glad that Jeff won the title.
"How'd you like that win, Hardy boy?! How much of use has Victoria been to you? She's so pathetic! I'm the reason you won!!" Naomi's smug voice rang out over the arena. Sugarbabes' Round Round sounded and it faded away as soon as Jeff helped Victoria up. Jeff's music sounded as the couple walked up the ramp.
"Damn her! I can't believe she saved you!" Victoria complained to Jeff. Unfortunately, the multi-colored freak was in deep thought.
"What? Sorry Vic, didn't hear you," Jeff snapped out of his reverie. Victoria sighed.
"Never mind," she shook her head and headed for the Divas' locker room. Trish and most of the other divas were there.
"Oh look girls, its Miss I-think-I'm-pretty-to-steal-other's-boyfriends," Trish smirked, looking up. Everyone, including Nora, laughed cruelly.
"What!?" Victoria demanded. Stacy snorted.
"We know what you did to Nami, girl. You never told her about the hardcore match Jeff had against Steven, did you?" Nora asked suspiciously.
"Yeah, she had to get an ice pack for her bruise and a bandage for her cut arm," Stacy added.
"But I didn't mean to-," Victoria tried to talk but got cut off again.
"Yeah, I bet you didn't mean it when you walked off with Hardy boy to your room either," Jacqueline put in nastily.
"Quit it, guys," a very familiar voice said from the doorway. Victoria knew whose voice it was but it was even more comforting.
"You want us to quit it? Didn't you see what she did to Hardy boy?" Trish exclaimed.
"Well, excuse me. I thought I handle my personal life here. I have particularly no objections with Victoria coming in with Jeff. I have my own guy now," Naomi said, walking in and holding an ice pack to her bruised arm.
"You WHAT!?" the other divas turned to stare at the young girl.
"You heard me. Besides, it's not like she did anything to you guys anyway. It was all part of doing a good storyline," Naomi added, shrugging.
"I guess she's right, girls. Besides, us divas should stick together, right?" Trish said, looking around. The others nodded and Victoria could almost just cry with happiness.
"Thanks Nami!" she somehow ran up to the brunette and hugged her.
"But, that's only off-screen. I heard the writers are doing something about Jeff and me on-screen. Just bear with it, girl," Naomi gave one of her cheeky winks before practically waltzing out of the door.
"Now just where is that girl going?" Victoria wondered as she changed into her usual casual clothing.
"She's got a match next against me. So I think maybe she went to search for a bandage. But she's scheduled to lose so I don't think she'd worry that much," Nora said tonelessly.
"Aww. lighten up, Nor. Just don't hurt her that bad, ok?" Victoria snickered. Nora giggled.
"Well okay, I guess I'd lay off the beating a little," she finally gave in. Naomi came in a few seconds later, banging the door open and scaring the hell out of Nora and Victoria.
"Jesus Christ, Nami! If it weren't a woman, I swear I'll go matrix up your ass!" Victoria shrieked. Naomi smiled apologetically.
"Sorries, Vic, I was in a very good mood just now," Naomi's grin was still plastered to her face as she changed into some kind of shirt with fishnet holes under a light blue tank top and navy blue cargo pants.
"Really? What made you so happy?" Nora asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Well, I got smooching with a special someone," Naomi winked as she laced up her red sports shoes.
"That boy would never be MY special someone, would it?" Victoria asked, narrowing her eyes.
"Hell NO!!! I'll never backstab my friend! It's just a guy I'm pretty close to," Naomi blushed.
"Ooh...secret admirer? Or just a sweet boyfriend?" Stacy teased, suddenly appearing out from the showers. The young girl's blush turned even deeper.
"I'd rather not talk about it. See you later!" Naomi said hurriedly, sounding determined to make her exit.
"Whoa! Where's the fire?!" a familiar voice with thick Southern accent exclaimed as she collided into the person. Oh no, not him... she looked up, biting her bottom lip.
"No fire, no fire at all, gotta run!" she stammered, determined to make a quick exit. Before she could make a fast getaway, Jeff pulled her arm, making her stop in her tracks. "Nami, wait," he said. She sighed and stepped back to look at him.
"What?!" she asked, trying to sound annoyed. He suddenly became shy and looked at his feet.
"I, uh, want to, um, thank you for, uh, saving me, um, during the hardcore match, uhm, earlier. And, uh, for giving me the, erm, win. You, um, really saved my, uh, life that, um, time," he stammered. Naomi arched a perfectly lined eyebrow. It was hard to read his words at first but she got the hang of it after replaying it in her mind.
"Hey, don't mention it. We're Team 2Xtreme, remember? Now, c'mon, friend, you need to get your ass into the arena. I'm in a match against Nora," she slapped his chest and sauntered off.
"Nami, wait! Does that mean I'm forgiven?" Jeff asked. Naomi looked at him and he gave her his best sad look and she HAD to laugh.
"All right! All is forgiven! Now go get ready before I go matrix on your ass," she walked off, still laughing. Jeff smiled to himself and walked off. Well, at least, he could have a clean relationship with Lisa Marie and not having Naomi to glare at him all the time.
"Yo Jeff! Congrats on winning that Hardcore title," Chris Irvine said, patting his back, as Jeff walked in.
"I couldn't do it without my team partner," Jeff smiled and began to take off his body paint.
"Where're you going?" Jay asked curiously.
"Nami and I are Team 2Xtreme, remember? So I have to valet her for her match with Nora," Jeff told Jay, throwing the tissues into the bin.
"Oh yeah, I forgot. Anyway, see ya later. Chris and I need to do our interview with Terri," Jay said as he and Chris left. Jeff finally got rid of all his paint and ran to the curtains just as the intercom voice called for Naomi and Nora to be at the curtains. Nora WAS there but Naomi was nowhere in sight.
"Oh Jeff! I'm so glad to see you! Have you seen Nami? She was supposed to be-," Nora said, panicking.
"I'm here! Sorry to be late!" Naomi's voice called from the hallway. Jeff's eyes widened. This girl must've been doing something since her lipstick was smudged a little and her hair was messy.
"Sorry I was late! I had something to take care of," she apologized, running a hand through her auburn hair thoroughly.
"Something to take care of or someONE to take care of?" Nora asked, raising an eyebrow knowingly. Unfortunately for Nora but fortunately for Naomi, the Team 2Xtreme's music came on and the two left to take care of the fans.
"The challenger, now making her way into the ring, from Cameron, North Carolina, accompanied by Jeff Hardy and weighing 155 pounds, Naomi Williams!!!" Lillian announced as the crowd went wild. Molly's entrance music came on and there were boos to suffice.
"And her opponent, making her way to the ring, Molly Holly!" Lillian's voice rang out and she left the ring.
Naomi gave Molly a very amused look. And the older brunette returned it with an angry one. They grabbed each other into a fierce headlock. Unfortunately, Molly gained the upper hand and started to wrench her arm and started to kick her stomach furiously. Molly bounced her off the ropes and did a spinning DDT. 1-2-kick out! It was still too damned early.
"C'mon Nami, you can do it!" Jeff called to his partner as Molly dragged Naomi to a post.
Unfortunately, as Molly charged towards the girl, Naomi kicked her face as a last desperate attempt not to get bullied. Seeing Molly down, Naomi went up to the top rope and managed to tackle Molly down. 1-2-kick out! Molly sure wasn't ready yet.
"Get up you stupid bitch!" Naomi could be heard yelling at Molly as she dragged the older woman to another turnbuckle and slammed into her. Molly fell onto the floor and Naomi was all set to do the moonsault but Molly got up before she could. The older brunette went up the top rope and did a perfect Molly-go-round and pinned Naomi, letting her get the win.
"And here's your winner, Molly Holly!!" Lillian announced. Molly bent down on Naomi and yelled at her some words that were barely audible to the crowd but of course, audible to those nearby, and she left.
"Shit, damn girl, you all right?" Jeff asked his partner concernedly as he helped her up the ramp.
"No! Dammit, my back hurts like hell!!!" she complained, staggering up the ramp with Jeff holding her protectively.
"Don't worry, I'll get some ice for your back later. Just go sit in the guys' locker room and I'll get some ice for you," he said, carefully letting Naomi sit on an empty chair. The girl groaned and tried to make herself comfortable.
"And I can't believe he actually had the nerve to do that! How dare he!!!" an angry voice exclaimed from outside the door. The door banged open suddenly, scaring Naomi out of her wits. It was Rob Van Dam and Tommy Dreamer.
"Gee whiz, Robbie, you didn't have to slam the door open that hard!" she said sarcastically.
"Well you would be angry if some stupid Un-American struck you at the back of your head with a Canadian flag pole!!" Rob interjected angrily.
"So-orry! Touchy man!" Naomi said, rolling her eyes.
"Ok, sorry, woman! Why are you here anyway?" Rob asked.
"Well, since you didn't notice, Robbie, I bruised my back. And Jeff is running to get some ice. If he'd be here on time," she replied, muttering the last sentence quietly.
"Why are you waiting for Jeff? Victoria just 'kidnapped' him and they left in his car," Tommy asked curiously.
"She WHAT!?" Naomi shrieked and ran out of the guys' locker room and burst into the Divas' locker room.
"Where's Lisa Marie?" she demanded through gritted teeth. Trish looked up and so did Nora.
"She left with Jeff. Why?" Trish asked. Naomi sank to the floor.
"Dammit! Fucking shit!" she cursed.
"Nami, what's wrong?" Nora asked concernedly. "Jeff WAS supposed to get me some ice! I can't believe he forgot about it and left! Fuck him and fuck Lisa too!" Naomi was almost at the verge of tears. She couldn't believe that Jeff actually left with Lisa Marie and left HER waiting.
"I'm leaving," Naomi decided, standing up. Nora looked positively surprised.
"You sure? I mean, can you actually drive?" she asked.
"No, not really. Trish, can you drive me to my parents' house?" Naomi answered guiltily.
"Sure! Just lemme get my stuff and I'll drive you," Trish said. The two women got into Trish's car and drove off to Naomi's parents' house. Upon reaching her destination, Naomi hugged Trish and thanked her for the ride.
"Thanks again Trish," she said, waving to Trish as the blond Canadian drove off. Naomi bit her bottom lip nervously and rang the doorbell. A surprised Mrs Stevens opened the door.
"Why Ami, what brings you here?" Mrs Stevens asked.
"Hey mom, can I stay here for the night?" Naomi asked her mother, faking a smile.
A/N: Well. hope this was good enough. See how pissed Naomi was when Jeff drove off with Victoria? More to come soon! And please review my other fic! Another fic is in progress. PLEASE REVIEW!!!
(Since I'm very lazy to write long plane flights, the wrestlers are back in a comfy hotel in New York City. They've grabbed their essentials and are heading for Madison Square Garden, which is in New York, right? So, without further ado, this scene heads on to Jeff and Victoria talking somewhere in the hallway about Jeff's hardcore no-disqualification match against Steven Richards for the Hardcore title.) (2nd A/N: I know the Hardcore title has been discontinued but it's my story anyway.)
"Jeff, I know you're against Steven in a hardcore match. But please, be careful, ok? Steven is capable of playing dirty. So I'm gonna help you out there. You'll promise to be careful, ok?" Victoria (now using their stage names) told Jeff as the cameramen took their scene.
"I know, I know, Vic, don't worry. But you're entering with me, right? So don't worry, just hope that no one comes after my girl and that you'll stay out of the way, ok?" Jeff tried to reassure his 'girlfriend' of his safety.
"I'm glad, Jeff, let's go," Victoria smiled as the couple walked off to the curtains. The cameras rolled back to the arena where Jeff's music played. (A/N: Ok, from now, I guess this is Author's POV. My POV, so just watch it, ok?)
"This match is scheduled for one fall and it's for the Hardcore Championship. The challenger, now making his way into the ring, from Cameron, North Carolina, accompanied by Victoria, and weighing 213 pounds, Jeff Hardy!!!" Lillian announced. The crowd roared for Jeff but there were boos, for Victoria. Steven Richards's music came on and the crowd half- booed.
"And his opponent, making his way to the ring, from Walingford, CT, weighing 220 pounds, Steven Richards!!" Lillian announced. Steven did his thing and then stood in the ring, watching Jeff beadily. Victoria got out of the ring.
The match started with Steven and Jeff beating the hell out of each other. Steven managed to hit the Steven Kick but Jeff kicked out. Victoria did help by pulling Steven's leg when he bounced off the ropes. Steven rolled out and got a steel chair. He managed to hit the Hardy boy with it. He pinned Jeff but Victoria pulled his leg and dragged him out of the ring and onto the floor. Furious, he used a steel chair to hit Victoria with it. The young woman fell to the floor, clutching her head, and rolling around the floor.
~Meanwhile, cameras have managed to catch Naomi walking in the parking lot, looking very angry about something, her 'Nike' slingbag over one shoulder~
"Naomi! Did you know that Jeff Hardy had a hardcore match against Steven Richards?" Terri asked, running up to the young brunette. The girl looked pretty surprised with the cameras closed by.
"He had a what!? Why didn't anyone tell me?! Who's valeting him now?" she demanded. Terri looked a little flustered.
"Victoria's valeting him now," she said shakily. "What!?" Naomi exclaimed, looking livid, and ran into the building. Both audience and the wrestlers are watching this whole process, particularly, Jeff, looking surprised and Victoria looking, well, even more surprised.
The match resumes with Jeff whacking Steven with a steel chair after catching the former Hardcore Champion off-guard. Then, both of them were out and Steven pinned Jeff. 1-2-shoulder up! Jeff just didn't want to give up! Steven got up but just then...
"Oh my God!!! Look at that!!!" 'The King' exclaimed. The crowd was cheering as someone ran up to the ring. Steven looked. It was Naomi!
The livid brunette bounced Steven off the ropes and hit DDT on him. She got up to the top rope and hit a hurricanrana on Steven. Grabbing the steel chair, she hit Steven thrice with it.
"Oh God!!! The youngest WWE Diva just knocked Steven out cold!" 'The King' exclaimed. Naomi, now panting, dragged Jeff over to Steven and put the multi-colored freak over Steven. She forced the referee to count. 1-2-3! Jeff Hardy won the Hardcore title!
"Here's your winner and your new WWE Hardcore Champion, Jeff Hardy!!" Lillian announced. Victoria winced but she was glad that Jeff won the title.
"How'd you like that win, Hardy boy?! How much of use has Victoria been to you? She's so pathetic! I'm the reason you won!!" Naomi's smug voice rang out over the arena. Sugarbabes' Round Round sounded and it faded away as soon as Jeff helped Victoria up. Jeff's music sounded as the couple walked up the ramp.
"Damn her! I can't believe she saved you!" Victoria complained to Jeff. Unfortunately, the multi-colored freak was in deep thought.
"What? Sorry Vic, didn't hear you," Jeff snapped out of his reverie. Victoria sighed.
"Never mind," she shook her head and headed for the Divas' locker room. Trish and most of the other divas were there.
"Oh look girls, its Miss I-think-I'm-pretty-to-steal-other's-boyfriends," Trish smirked, looking up. Everyone, including Nora, laughed cruelly.
"What!?" Victoria demanded. Stacy snorted.
"We know what you did to Nami, girl. You never told her about the hardcore match Jeff had against Steven, did you?" Nora asked suspiciously.
"Yeah, she had to get an ice pack for her bruise and a bandage for her cut arm," Stacy added.
"But I didn't mean to-," Victoria tried to talk but got cut off again.
"Yeah, I bet you didn't mean it when you walked off with Hardy boy to your room either," Jacqueline put in nastily.
"Quit it, guys," a very familiar voice said from the doorway. Victoria knew whose voice it was but it was even more comforting.
"You want us to quit it? Didn't you see what she did to Hardy boy?" Trish exclaimed.
"Well, excuse me. I thought I handle my personal life here. I have particularly no objections with Victoria coming in with Jeff. I have my own guy now," Naomi said, walking in and holding an ice pack to her bruised arm.
"You WHAT!?" the other divas turned to stare at the young girl.
"You heard me. Besides, it's not like she did anything to you guys anyway. It was all part of doing a good storyline," Naomi added, shrugging.
"I guess she's right, girls. Besides, us divas should stick together, right?" Trish said, looking around. The others nodded and Victoria could almost just cry with happiness.
"Thanks Nami!" she somehow ran up to the brunette and hugged her.
"But, that's only off-screen. I heard the writers are doing something about Jeff and me on-screen. Just bear with it, girl," Naomi gave one of her cheeky winks before practically waltzing out of the door.
"Now just where is that girl going?" Victoria wondered as she changed into her usual casual clothing.
"She's got a match next against me. So I think maybe she went to search for a bandage. But she's scheduled to lose so I don't think she'd worry that much," Nora said tonelessly.
"Aww. lighten up, Nor. Just don't hurt her that bad, ok?" Victoria snickered. Nora giggled.
"Well okay, I guess I'd lay off the beating a little," she finally gave in. Naomi came in a few seconds later, banging the door open and scaring the hell out of Nora and Victoria.
"Jesus Christ, Nami! If it weren't a woman, I swear I'll go matrix up your ass!" Victoria shrieked. Naomi smiled apologetically.
"Sorries, Vic, I was in a very good mood just now," Naomi's grin was still plastered to her face as she changed into some kind of shirt with fishnet holes under a light blue tank top and navy blue cargo pants.
"Really? What made you so happy?" Nora asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Well, I got smooching with a special someone," Naomi winked as she laced up her red sports shoes.
"That boy would never be MY special someone, would it?" Victoria asked, narrowing her eyes.
"Hell NO!!! I'll never backstab my friend! It's just a guy I'm pretty close to," Naomi blushed.
"Ooh...secret admirer? Or just a sweet boyfriend?" Stacy teased, suddenly appearing out from the showers. The young girl's blush turned even deeper.
"I'd rather not talk about it. See you later!" Naomi said hurriedly, sounding determined to make her exit.
"Whoa! Where's the fire?!" a familiar voice with thick Southern accent exclaimed as she collided into the person. Oh no, not him... she looked up, biting her bottom lip.
"No fire, no fire at all, gotta run!" she stammered, determined to make a quick exit. Before she could make a fast getaway, Jeff pulled her arm, making her stop in her tracks. "Nami, wait," he said. She sighed and stepped back to look at him.
"What?!" she asked, trying to sound annoyed. He suddenly became shy and looked at his feet.
"I, uh, want to, um, thank you for, uh, saving me, um, during the hardcore match, uhm, earlier. And, uh, for giving me the, erm, win. You, um, really saved my, uh, life that, um, time," he stammered. Naomi arched a perfectly lined eyebrow. It was hard to read his words at first but she got the hang of it after replaying it in her mind.
"Hey, don't mention it. We're Team 2Xtreme, remember? Now, c'mon, friend, you need to get your ass into the arena. I'm in a match against Nora," she slapped his chest and sauntered off.
"Nami, wait! Does that mean I'm forgiven?" Jeff asked. Naomi looked at him and he gave her his best sad look and she HAD to laugh.
"All right! All is forgiven! Now go get ready before I go matrix on your ass," she walked off, still laughing. Jeff smiled to himself and walked off. Well, at least, he could have a clean relationship with Lisa Marie and not having Naomi to glare at him all the time.
"Yo Jeff! Congrats on winning that Hardcore title," Chris Irvine said, patting his back, as Jeff walked in.
"I couldn't do it without my team partner," Jeff smiled and began to take off his body paint.
"Where're you going?" Jay asked curiously.
"Nami and I are Team 2Xtreme, remember? So I have to valet her for her match with Nora," Jeff told Jay, throwing the tissues into the bin.
"Oh yeah, I forgot. Anyway, see ya later. Chris and I need to do our interview with Terri," Jay said as he and Chris left. Jeff finally got rid of all his paint and ran to the curtains just as the intercom voice called for Naomi and Nora to be at the curtains. Nora WAS there but Naomi was nowhere in sight.
"Oh Jeff! I'm so glad to see you! Have you seen Nami? She was supposed to be-," Nora said, panicking.
"I'm here! Sorry to be late!" Naomi's voice called from the hallway. Jeff's eyes widened. This girl must've been doing something since her lipstick was smudged a little and her hair was messy.
"Sorry I was late! I had something to take care of," she apologized, running a hand through her auburn hair thoroughly.
"Something to take care of or someONE to take care of?" Nora asked, raising an eyebrow knowingly. Unfortunately for Nora but fortunately for Naomi, the Team 2Xtreme's music came on and the two left to take care of the fans.
"The challenger, now making her way into the ring, from Cameron, North Carolina, accompanied by Jeff Hardy and weighing 155 pounds, Naomi Williams!!!" Lillian announced as the crowd went wild. Molly's entrance music came on and there were boos to suffice.
"And her opponent, making her way to the ring, Molly Holly!" Lillian's voice rang out and she left the ring.
Naomi gave Molly a very amused look. And the older brunette returned it with an angry one. They grabbed each other into a fierce headlock. Unfortunately, Molly gained the upper hand and started to wrench her arm and started to kick her stomach furiously. Molly bounced her off the ropes and did a spinning DDT. 1-2-kick out! It was still too damned early.
"C'mon Nami, you can do it!" Jeff called to his partner as Molly dragged Naomi to a post.
Unfortunately, as Molly charged towards the girl, Naomi kicked her face as a last desperate attempt not to get bullied. Seeing Molly down, Naomi went up to the top rope and managed to tackle Molly down. 1-2-kick out! Molly sure wasn't ready yet.
"Get up you stupid bitch!" Naomi could be heard yelling at Molly as she dragged the older woman to another turnbuckle and slammed into her. Molly fell onto the floor and Naomi was all set to do the moonsault but Molly got up before she could. The older brunette went up the top rope and did a perfect Molly-go-round and pinned Naomi, letting her get the win.
"And here's your winner, Molly Holly!!" Lillian announced. Molly bent down on Naomi and yelled at her some words that were barely audible to the crowd but of course, audible to those nearby, and she left.
"Shit, damn girl, you all right?" Jeff asked his partner concernedly as he helped her up the ramp.
"No! Dammit, my back hurts like hell!!!" she complained, staggering up the ramp with Jeff holding her protectively.
"Don't worry, I'll get some ice for your back later. Just go sit in the guys' locker room and I'll get some ice for you," he said, carefully letting Naomi sit on an empty chair. The girl groaned and tried to make herself comfortable.
"And I can't believe he actually had the nerve to do that! How dare he!!!" an angry voice exclaimed from outside the door. The door banged open suddenly, scaring Naomi out of her wits. It was Rob Van Dam and Tommy Dreamer.
"Gee whiz, Robbie, you didn't have to slam the door open that hard!" she said sarcastically.
"Well you would be angry if some stupid Un-American struck you at the back of your head with a Canadian flag pole!!" Rob interjected angrily.
"So-orry! Touchy man!" Naomi said, rolling her eyes.
"Ok, sorry, woman! Why are you here anyway?" Rob asked.
"Well, since you didn't notice, Robbie, I bruised my back. And Jeff is running to get some ice. If he'd be here on time," she replied, muttering the last sentence quietly.
"Why are you waiting for Jeff? Victoria just 'kidnapped' him and they left in his car," Tommy asked curiously.
"She WHAT!?" Naomi shrieked and ran out of the guys' locker room and burst into the Divas' locker room.
"Where's Lisa Marie?" she demanded through gritted teeth. Trish looked up and so did Nora.
"She left with Jeff. Why?" Trish asked. Naomi sank to the floor.
"Dammit! Fucking shit!" she cursed.
"Nami, what's wrong?" Nora asked concernedly. "Jeff WAS supposed to get me some ice! I can't believe he forgot about it and left! Fuck him and fuck Lisa too!" Naomi was almost at the verge of tears. She couldn't believe that Jeff actually left with Lisa Marie and left HER waiting.
"I'm leaving," Naomi decided, standing up. Nora looked positively surprised.
"You sure? I mean, can you actually drive?" she asked.
"No, not really. Trish, can you drive me to my parents' house?" Naomi answered guiltily.
"Sure! Just lemme get my stuff and I'll drive you," Trish said. The two women got into Trish's car and drove off to Naomi's parents' house. Upon reaching her destination, Naomi hugged Trish and thanked her for the ride.
"Thanks again Trish," she said, waving to Trish as the blond Canadian drove off. Naomi bit her bottom lip nervously and rang the doorbell. A surprised Mrs Stevens opened the door.
"Why Ami, what brings you here?" Mrs Stevens asked.
"Hey mom, can I stay here for the night?" Naomi asked her mother, faking a smile.
A/N: Well. hope this was good enough. See how pissed Naomi was when Jeff drove off with Victoria? More to come soon! And please review my other fic! Another fic is in progress. PLEASE REVIEW!!!