A/N: The match in this chapter was altered to fit the story. If I hadn't
changed it, it would have never made sense. So I hope ya'll enjoy it!
Thanks for the reviews!!! And I hope ya'll enjoyed my crazy outfit ideas.
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"Oh my God! You guys have to come look at these!" I said as I laid the pictures on the floor of the locker room. Steph stood and smiled as everyone rushed over to me.
"Case, these are great," Jeff said as he sat next to me.
"Yeah, they came out pretty good for being pictures of me!" I joked.
"Casey, you look good in all pictures," Shane said as he leaned over me.
"They did come out really well. We decided to make one of the group of you and one from each outfit. So there will be three posters. You all need to decide which you like best," Steph explained.
"Okay," Trish said as she picked up one of the pictures. "I like this one."
"Yeah, that's a good one," Marc said as he stood next to her. She passed it on to Nora.
"I like it too. I think we should use this one," she said as Stacy walked over to look at it.
"This is the one. It's perfect!" Stacy exclaimed. I took it out of Nora's hands and examined it. We were all by the rocks. I was standing on one doing the gunz, Stacy was stretched out at the bottom, Nora was leaned up against a rock with her arms crossed, and Trish was sitting on the rock in front of me with her legs crossed. I nodded and smiled in agreement.
"I think you all made an excellent choice," Steph said as she took the picture. She put into a folder and tucked it under her arm. "Just pick the other two Case."
"You guys have to help me. What should I use?" I asked as I glanced over each picture. Jeff picked up one where I was in the water and looking over my shoulder at the camera. I crumpled my nose up and he put it back. Shane picked up one of me with my arms crossed and a serious look on my face, as I leaned against a rock. I shook my head and he shrugged as he put it back.
"What about this one?" Trish asked as she handed me a picture of me lying on my side on the sand. My head was propped up on my hand and I had a slight smiled on my face. The wife-beater was tight on my body from being wet with the water. My belly ring glistened in the sunlight.
"Yeah, I like that one. What ya'll think?" I asked as everyone looked over my shoulder. They all made agreeing grunts and noises. I handed it to Steph with a smile and she put it in the folder with the group picture. I had one more picture to choose.
"You have to have one where you're smiling. You have a beautiful smile," Amy said. I rolled my eyes and examined the rock pictures.
"Hey! When did you get a tattoo?!" Nora exclaimed as she grabbed a picture of me standing back to the camera, which showed off my dragon.
"You have a tattoo!!!??" Trish exclaimed.
"Of what?!" Rob asked as he walked over to Nora who was now having a crowd gather around her.
I sighed and stood up. I pulled the back of my shirt up to reveal my dragon. Everyone rushed over to me to get a better look.
"That's my dragon!" Rob exclaimed happily.
"Yes it is," I laughed.
"Wow, that's awesome. You really are not as innocent as you look," Jay said.
"Who has a tattoo?" Andrew asked as he walked into the locker room. "Whoa, what the hell is goin on in here?"
"We're all helping Casey pick out pictures for her posters," Stacy explained as she stepped over to him.
"Oh," he said coolly.
"Yeah and looking at her new tattoo," Scott said walking away.
"Are you gonna get another?" Paul asked.
"I want to. I wanna get Angel in Chinese writing on my ankle," I said.
"Dude, you gotta look at her tattoo," Paul said.
"I'd rather not," Andrew said.
"Are you still mad about the slap?" Jeff asked.
"Hell yeah!"
"Andrew, get over it! It was like a month ago!" I exclaimed.
"There was no reason for you to hit me!" Andrew argued.
"Whatever!" I exclaimed.
"Asshole," I muttered.
"Did you just call me an asshole?" Andrew said stomping over to me.
"Yeah, I believe I did," I said calmly.
"Well, you're right! I am an asshole. Always have been, always will be!" He stormed out of the locker room as everyone watched.
"Whoa," Stacy said. "I've never seen Andrew so mad before."
"I don't understand. You two didn't have any problems last nite at dinner," Steph said.
"But they also ignored each other," Jeff pointed out.
"I don't understand what's goin on. I didn't know you two had problems with each other," Shane said.
"Long Story," I said as I sat back down on the floor and I continued to look through the pictures. I finally decided on one where I was smiling as I leaned against a rock with my hands in my front pockets.
"I'll have these sent to the merchandising department right away," Steph said as I began to gather the other pictures together.
"Could I possibly keep the rest of these to put on my website?" I asked.
"Yeah, sure. Just get them back to me when you're done," Steph said as she led Paul out of the room.
"Lita, your three minutes are up!" Eric said as Jamal, Rosey, and Rico slid into the ring to go after Lita for saying Smackdown was a better show.
"They backed her into the corner and she grabbed her neck, pleading for them to not hurt her. Jeff and I ran out together to save her. We tried to take them down, but we were failing until Booker T and Golddust ran out to help. The four of us celebrated in the ring as Eric that Booker and Golddust would be getting their match against Jamal and Rosey right then. Jeff and I quickly got out of the ring and went backstage.
"I hope Lita's okay," I said as we walked down the hall.
"I'm sure she's fine. Li can take care of herself," Jeff said slipping his arm around my shoulders.
"Jeff, Angel, what the hell we're you doing out there!?" Eric yelled as he walked up to us. Jeff put his hands on his hips and I crossed my arms. We stared at him as he continued. "I don't care what your relationship with Lita is. You do not interfere in my business! And to punish you I'm giving you both the Big Show!"
"What?!" I exclaimed.
"Come on Angel. Let's just go do this!" Jeff said pulling me with him as we past Ric Flair.
We walked to the locker room and got ready for our "punishment" match. I pulled on my boots and began to stretch. Jeff took out his body paint and began applying it to his face and arms. I smiled as he offered it to me. I shook my head no and grabbed my black light paint and light blue body paint out of my bag. I began to apply that to my arms and face to match him.
"Are you ready to do this?" Jeff asked.
I smiled and shook my head. "You bet I am. We finally get to work together. Should be quite interesting!"
I hugged him as his music hit. He took a deep breath and walked out. He got a massive pop as he walked down the ramp. "Now entering the ring weighing in at 215 lbs, from Cameron, North Carolina, JEFF HARDY!" Jeff stood in the middle of the ring and waited for my arrival.
The lights went off and the black lights turned on. My titantron and music started and I ran out onto the top of the ramp. I jumped up and down, pumping myself and the crowd up. It wasn't too hard, they were all screaming mine and Jeff's name. "And his partner from Cameron, North Carolina, MYSTIC ANGEL!!!!" I ran down the ramp and slid into the ring. I jumped on the posts and did the gunz. I stood in next to Jeff and he hit the top of my fists with his as "Well it's the Big Show!" sounded. Jeff crouched down into his fighting position and I stood straight up with my arms crossed.
Big Show walked down to the ring getting nothing but boos. He climbed into the ring and I backed up to stand behind Jeff. Jeff stood and delivered a right punch to the towering Big Show. Big Show was unfazed and lifted Jeff up. I ran and drop kicked into his chest. He backed up a bit and threw Jeff on the mat. He walked over to me and slowly picked me up by my shirt. I was suddenly eye to eye with the 7 foot giant and my feet hung over the mat. Suddenly Jeff flew threw the air and cross bodied the Big Show, causing him to drop me on the mat. I moved out of the way quickly as he found his footing. I got to my feet and stood on top of the post. The Big Show stood back to me and I jumped off the post grabbing his neck on my way down bringing him down in a tornado DDT. I quickly stood and did a lionsault onto him as Jeff went up for the swanton. He landed it perfectly and went for the cover, but the Big Show kicked out on one. Jeff groaned as he was pushed off. Big Show got to his feet slowly and I attempted to whip him into the ropes. I ended up out of the ring on my back with him looking at me laughing. I pulled myself to my feet and watched as Jeff began to pound on Big Show's back. I slid back into the ring and we grabbed Big Show's arms, whipping him into the ropes. We gripped each other's arms and waited for his return so we could clothes line him. He stretched out his arms and took us both down. Jeff was the first to stand and sling shot himself at Big Show. I got up and took to the air again for a missile dropkick. Big Show dropped to the mat hard and I went back up for Halo's Twist. I went for the cover and got a two count before being thrown off. I laid on the mat for a while to catch my breath and Jeff continued the assault. I got up just as Jeff was thrown out of the ring and into the barrier. Big Show was worn out so I whipped him into the ropes. I was prepared to do a wheel kick on his return, but was clothes lined instead. I landed on the mat hard and the air was knocked out of me. I heard the ref bang on the mat for the pin and I tried to talk myself into kicking out, but I couldn't. The crowd cheered and cheered, but I couldn't do it. I had no more energy, no more air, no more will. I breathed in deeply as the ref hit the mat with his hand for the third time. Big Show got off me and Jeff kneeled down next to me. I looked into this eyes, out of breath, and unable to move.
"Come on. Let's get you out of here," he said as he helped me to my feet. He put his arm around my waist as I put my arm around his neck. We pretty much helped each other out. We walked backstage and were welcomed by Shane and Trish.
"Are you alright?" Shane asked wrapping his arms around me.
"Yeah, but I have to do more business before I can relax," I said with a sigh. Trish kissed Jeff's barely painted, sweaty, face and smiled as they walked off holding hands.
"Alright, go do your thing with Eric. I'll see you around 11?" he asked. I nodded and kissed him softly before walking off to find Eric.
I saw him standing by the coffee waiting for me with the camera men. I cracked my neck and walked up to him.
"Well, Angel, have you learned your lesson?" he asked with a smile. I glared at him as he sipped his coffee. "You know, I didn't really want to punish you. You are very talented and shouldn't have to be put through that. But you interfered where you shouldn't have. You gotta learn. Now, what can I do for you?"
"Mr. Bischoff I want a match next week," I demanded with my hands on my hips.
"Oh, you do, do you?" He let out a laugh and grinned at me. "Well, as you have probably heard, matches will be decided by the spin of the roulette wheel. I'll give you a match next week, against Victoria. I think you two will have a good match. You spin the wheel and that will decide on the type of match you'll have. Is that a deal?"
"Yes. I think we can do that. Thank you Mr. Bischoff. I'll see you next week!" I said as I walked off. He stood there and laughed as he watched me leave.
I walked into the Diva's locker room and saw Victoria sitting on a bench. "Hi, I don't think we've met yet. I'm Victoria," she said as she shook my hand.
"Actually, we had a match against each other awhile ago. You beat me. We just weren't able to get properly introduced," I replied as I took my clothes out of my bag.
"That's right. I remember now! I guess we'll be wrestling again next week," she said as I began to take off my boots. "I've watched some of your recent matches and you've gotten really good excellent. You've got a lot of skill. I can't wait to get in the ring with you again."
"I've seen some of your wrestling matches too. We should make a good pair," I said as I walked into the showers.
The hot water ran off of my sore body. The match killed me. It was the worst thing I had been through. But I still wanted to be in the business. When you can be near death and still want to do something, than that's when you know you are dedicated to something.
"Casey, ready to go?!" I heard Shane yell. I walked out and he stood there holding my bags. I smiled and walked out with him.
"Can you believe what they're saying about me in this magazine?" I asked as I flipped through magazine on Jeff's bed. He sat up and looked at me with a smile.
"What do you mean?" he asked as he laid back down. He was doing crunches while I read.
"They're saying that I'm the up and coming superstar. It's like I'm the next big thing! I'm the next fuckin Brock Lesner!" I joked.
"Oh God!" Jeff laughed. "You are gonna be the next big superstar though. They're only telling the truth."
"Shut up. You're such a loser!" I laughed as I hit him with the magazine.
"I know. I try," he joked as he sat on the bed next to me. "Tv?"
I nodded as he flipped through the channels. "So, why aren't you out with Trish?"
"Thought I'd spend sometime with you. I knew you'd be by yourself since Shane is doing an autograph signing," he said as he laid down.
"Well, aren't you just a sweetie!" I said kissing his cheek. "So, what's up with you and Trish? You didn't tell me that you guys were this serious."
"We're not serious. We're just dating," he said.
"You guys are serious. She was really worried about you after the match with the Big Show," I said.
"You ready for your match tomorrow nite?" Jeff asked trying to change the subject.
"Oh no. You are not pulling that crap with me. Don't try and change the subject. Tell me about you and Trish," I insisted.
"You and Victoria should have good chemistry out there."
"Jeffrey Nero Hardy! Answer my questions. What's goin on with you and Trish!?"
"Alright! Yeah, I guess we're getting serious. I mean, I've had a thing for her since I met her. She's a great girl. But I don't think much will come out of it. Not that I'm hoping that nothing will come out of it. Because I'm not. I would love to see something happen I just don't think it will."
"I see. Well, you two are cute together and I do wish you the best of luck."
"Thanks, that means a lot coming from you." "Yeah, right, I'm sure it does."
"Case, I'm serious. You're opinion means everything to me."
"Well, you're opinion means a lot to me too!"
"It does?" he asked. I nodded as a smile crept across his face.
"Then I think you should dump Shane!" he said with a laugh.
"Jeff! I will not, and I repeat, will NOT dump Shane cause you said too!" I said with a laugh.
"Alright, fine. I guess what I say really doesn't mean that much to you!" he said putting on the broken heart act.
"Don't even. That's not gonna get you anywhere's!" I said as I kicked his leg with my foot.
"Oh no you didn't!" he exclaimed kicking me back.
"Oh yes....I....did!!!!" I said emphasizing my words and kicking him again. He gave me a wild look at jumped on me. We both fell off the bed with him on top of me. He began to tickle me forgetting that I was only ticklish in one spot. I took that to my advantage and began to tickle is sides.
"HEY! Not cool!" he exclaimed as he broke into a fit of laughter. He stopped suddenly and grinned evilly at me.
"What?!" I exclaimed as I let go of his sides. He laughed sadistically before pouncing on my feet. "NO!!"
"Oh yes!! I remember!! Wahoo!!!" he exclaimed attacking my feet with his fingers. I began laughing uncontrollably.
"NO! PLEASE!!! STOP!!! YOU'RE KILLING ME!!!" I pleaded. He showed no mercy and began working on both feet at the same time. I was in tears before he finally stopped and laid on his back next to me. "I hate you."
"I know. I love you too!" he said with a smile as he leaned over and kissed my forehead. "I really missed this."
"Missed what?" I asked as we laid on our sides.
"All of this. Joking around, talking, laughing, hugging, kissing."
"Yeah, I've missed it too. But I'm back now. So we'll be able to do it all the time!" I said excitedly. He sat up and sighed.
"That's just the thing Casey. We won't be able to do this all the time. You'll be with Shane and I'll be with Trish. We're never gonna be together like this."
"Jeff, of course we will. We're best friends. We'll always make time for each other."
"Yeah, we may, but Shane and Trish will always be there."
"Jeff, are you saying that we can't be friends anymore because we're in different relationships?"
"Hell no! Don't ever think that! I don't wanna lose you Case, but there's always gonna be someone else there with us. This is the first time it's been just us since we talked in your room. But please don't think that I want to end our relationship. Cause I don't. Not ever!! I don't think I could stand to be without you being either a phone call away or a hug away. You mean so much to me. More than anyone or anything. Casey, you're the only one that I trusted to tell about my depression. You're the only one that I knew could help me. And you did. I've been so much better since I talked to you."
"Jeff, I love you," I blurted out. When I realized what I said my eyes bugged out of my head.
"You love me?" he asked.
"Yeah, you know I love you. You're my bro, ya know?" I covered.
"Yeah, I love you too," he said slightly upset.
"I gotta go. I'm supposed to meet Amy for lunch. Do you wanna join us?" I asked as I crawled off the bed.
"No. I'd better stay here, so I can be with Trish when she gets back," he said softly as I grabbed my jacket and walked out.
"Come in," I heard Amy yell as I knocked on her door. I walked in and she smiled. "Hey, ready?"
"Yeah, I guess," I said quietly.
"What's wrong?" she asked putting her coat on and grabbing the car keys.
"I'll tell ya at lunch," I said as we walked down to the car.
We drove in silence to the restaurant. We were seated and had ordered before we spoke. "Alright, we're here. Now tell me," Amy said as I sipped my Dr. Pepper.
"Amy, I told Jeff that I loved him."
"You two say that all the time. That's no big shocker. Nothing to be like this over," she said as the waiter put mozzarella sticks in front of us.
I nodded at him and grabbed one off the plate. "This was. I just blurted it out. There was no thought to it. Amy, it was like I really meant it. And I think he thought that too because he asked me about it. I had to cover it. Tell him that I meant it as a brother sister thing. Ames, I'm not in love with him. I'm in love with Shane!"
"Casey, we have all seen what goes on between the two of you. You and Jeff have a certain connection."
"I know we have a connection but that doesn't mean that I'm in love with him." She began to laugh and I looked at her strangely.
"Casey, the connection you two have is love. How is it that you two are the only ones that don't see that?"
"I love Shane. I don't love Jeff, well, not in that sense. Jeff is my best friend, nothing more."
"Then why did you tell him you loved him?"
"Cause I do. But it's a different love. I don't know. Amy, you can't tell anyone about this conversation. NO ONE!"
"No problem. No one will hear about it!" she said as she reached across the table and rubbed my hand. I smiled and we ate our lunch with another word about it.
"Well Angel. Are you ready to spin the wheel?" Eric asked as we stood next to the wheel.
"You bet!" I exclaimed. I spun the wheel as hard as I could, hoping to not get a bra and panties match. I took a deep breath as the wheel slowed. It landed on a hardcore match. I smiled sadistically as Eric looked unhappy.
"Try for another spin!" he said. I shook my hand no, not losing my smile.
"No. This is the match that I want and going to keep!" I said as I walked away.
"Hardcore match?" Shane asked as held my hand.
"Looks that way. It's a good thing that's what I've been working with lately," I said as we walked into the locker room.
"Are you gonna take a specific weapon out with you?" he asked as we sat on the bench together.
"I don't think so. I'll just grab whatever is under the ring. Probably a ladder!" I laughed.
"Knowing you, I'm sure it will be!" he laughed.
"I'm gonna go find Victoria and talk to her about the match. Maybe get some practice in. I'll see you later Sugar!" I said kissing his lips softly.
"Mmmmm," he said with a smile as we broke apart. "Vanilla?"
"Yes!" I said as I left the room.
"Casey! I was looking for you," Victoria yelled as she ran up to me.
"Well, here I am! Actually I was just going to find you to talk about the match."
"Good that's what I wanted to do." I laughed as we changed into some workout clothes and walked to the ring. "So, a hardcore match. You've had a lot of work with the hardcore guys, haven't you?"
"Yep. You bet I have!" I said as we sat across from each other in the middle of the ring.
"Weapon of choice?"
"I really don't have one, but I may by the end of the nite!"
"Entering the ring first, the challenger. From Cameron, North Carolina, MYSTIC ANGEL!!!!" I ran down to the ring and ducked under it. Pulling out as many things as possible onto the ring. I slid into the ring holding up a stop sign to the crowd. Victoria wasn't too long after me.
The match started with me nailing her with the stop sign. She drop kicked the sign into me and I bounced off the ropes onto the sign. She quickly began delivering shots to my head with a trash can lid. I grabbed her feet and brought her down. I picked her up by her hair and snap suplexed her. She sat on the mat and I wrapped my arms around her neck in a headlock. She worked her way to her feet and delivered a right elbow to my head. She turned around and kneed my stomach. I was hunched over and she kicked my head. I shot straight up and glared at her. She picked the trash can up and lifted it over her head. As it was coming down on top of me I grabbed it out of her hands and threw it at her. She backed into the post and I ran to her going into whisper in the wind. I quickly grabbed a chair and opened it in the middle of the ring. I ran up onto the back of it for a cross body. She fell to the ground and I went for the cover. She kicked out on two. I got back up, grabbed a trash can lid, and ran at her full force. She leaned against the ropes and I went right over into the barrier. I cried out in pain and grabbed my shoulder. She jumped down and nailed my shoulder with the trash lid. She pulled me up and rolled me into the ring. I laid there, holding my arm as she grabbed a two by four. I stood and grabbed it out of her hands. I hit her in the stomach with it and whipped her into the post. I stood on the post and managed to pull off a super frankensteiner. As she laid on the mat I got up and flew threw the air for Magic. She brought her knees up and I rolled off of her. She quickly used that to her advantage and went for the cover. I kicked out right after the one count. I wasn't done yet. I delivered some chops to her and whipped her into the ropes. I did a back body drop as she returned. I quickly slid out of the ring and pulled out the painter's ladder. I pushed it into the ring and hit her legs as she stood. I climbed into the ring and using the ladder as a springboard, I jumped off the open end and dropkicked her. She backed into the ropes and clothes lined me. She picked up the ladder and hit my back with it. I groaned and superkicked her. She fell to the mat with the ladder on top of her. I did RVD's rolling thunder and quickly went to the post to do Halo's twist. After landing I pushed the ladder off of her and went for the cover getting the three count. I jumped up as my music played and the ref raised my hand in the air. So that was my first hardcore match and it seemed to go very well. Minus the shoulder pain that I acquired. I walked into the back and was greeted by an ice bag carrying Shane. He walked me to first aid to make sure I didn't do any real damage. None was done to it. Just a large bruise.
"As much as I love the shoulder rub, Sugar, it just can't handle it right now," I said sadly as he ran his hands down my bare back. He helped me put my shirt back on and pulled me into him as we sat on the bed to watch reruns of Saturday Night Live on Comedy Central.
"I love you, Angel," he whispered in my ear.
"Ya know, you don't have to whisper that."
"I know," he said as he pulled away from my ear. "I LOVE YOU CASEY LEE PINIARSKI!!!"
I laughed as he held me tighter. "You don't have to yell it either!"
"But I want the whole world to know!" he said excitedly.
"I love you, Sugar," I said moving my head around to kiss his lips.
"That match was excellent. Really good for your first hardcore match. You'd have the belt if it hadn't been destroyed."
"I don't understand why they got rid of it. I love the hardcore matches. I can totally unde rstand getting rid of the 24/7 ruling, but not the belt. Oh well. I'll just have to convince them to let me do more hardcore matches. I really had fun with that one!"
"You are dangerous! You can't do them too much. You'll never be able to move. You'll kill yourself. They can be very dangerous."
"I know. But that's all part of the fun. I may be an Angel, but I'm a wild one!" I laughed.
"That you are. Very much a wild Angel!"
"Oh my God! You guys have to come look at these!" I said as I laid the pictures on the floor of the locker room. Steph stood and smiled as everyone rushed over to me.
"Case, these are great," Jeff said as he sat next to me.
"Yeah, they came out pretty good for being pictures of me!" I joked.
"Casey, you look good in all pictures," Shane said as he leaned over me.
"They did come out really well. We decided to make one of the group of you and one from each outfit. So there will be three posters. You all need to decide which you like best," Steph explained.
"Okay," Trish said as she picked up one of the pictures. "I like this one."
"Yeah, that's a good one," Marc said as he stood next to her. She passed it on to Nora.
"I like it too. I think we should use this one," she said as Stacy walked over to look at it.
"This is the one. It's perfect!" Stacy exclaimed. I took it out of Nora's hands and examined it. We were all by the rocks. I was standing on one doing the gunz, Stacy was stretched out at the bottom, Nora was leaned up against a rock with her arms crossed, and Trish was sitting on the rock in front of me with her legs crossed. I nodded and smiled in agreement.
"I think you all made an excellent choice," Steph said as she took the picture. She put into a folder and tucked it under her arm. "Just pick the other two Case."
"You guys have to help me. What should I use?" I asked as I glanced over each picture. Jeff picked up one where I was in the water and looking over my shoulder at the camera. I crumpled my nose up and he put it back. Shane picked up one of me with my arms crossed and a serious look on my face, as I leaned against a rock. I shook my head and he shrugged as he put it back.
"What about this one?" Trish asked as she handed me a picture of me lying on my side on the sand. My head was propped up on my hand and I had a slight smiled on my face. The wife-beater was tight on my body from being wet with the water. My belly ring glistened in the sunlight.
"Yeah, I like that one. What ya'll think?" I asked as everyone looked over my shoulder. They all made agreeing grunts and noises. I handed it to Steph with a smile and she put it in the folder with the group picture. I had one more picture to choose.
"You have to have one where you're smiling. You have a beautiful smile," Amy said. I rolled my eyes and examined the rock pictures.
"Hey! When did you get a tattoo?!" Nora exclaimed as she grabbed a picture of me standing back to the camera, which showed off my dragon.
"You have a tattoo!!!??" Trish exclaimed.
"Of what?!" Rob asked as he walked over to Nora who was now having a crowd gather around her.
I sighed and stood up. I pulled the back of my shirt up to reveal my dragon. Everyone rushed over to me to get a better look.
"That's my dragon!" Rob exclaimed happily.
"Yes it is," I laughed.
"Wow, that's awesome. You really are not as innocent as you look," Jay said.
"Who has a tattoo?" Andrew asked as he walked into the locker room. "Whoa, what the hell is goin on in here?"
"We're all helping Casey pick out pictures for her posters," Stacy explained as she stepped over to him.
"Oh," he said coolly.
"Yeah and looking at her new tattoo," Scott said walking away.
"Are you gonna get another?" Paul asked.
"I want to. I wanna get Angel in Chinese writing on my ankle," I said.
"Dude, you gotta look at her tattoo," Paul said.
"I'd rather not," Andrew said.
"Are you still mad about the slap?" Jeff asked.
"Hell yeah!"
"Andrew, get over it! It was like a month ago!" I exclaimed.
"There was no reason for you to hit me!" Andrew argued.
"Whatever!" I exclaimed.
"Asshole," I muttered.
"Did you just call me an asshole?" Andrew said stomping over to me.
"Yeah, I believe I did," I said calmly.
"Well, you're right! I am an asshole. Always have been, always will be!" He stormed out of the locker room as everyone watched.
"Whoa," Stacy said. "I've never seen Andrew so mad before."
"I don't understand. You two didn't have any problems last nite at dinner," Steph said.
"But they also ignored each other," Jeff pointed out.
"I don't understand what's goin on. I didn't know you two had problems with each other," Shane said.
"Long Story," I said as I sat back down on the floor and I continued to look through the pictures. I finally decided on one where I was smiling as I leaned against a rock with my hands in my front pockets.
"I'll have these sent to the merchandising department right away," Steph said as I began to gather the other pictures together.
"Could I possibly keep the rest of these to put on my website?" I asked.
"Yeah, sure. Just get them back to me when you're done," Steph said as she led Paul out of the room.
"Lita, your three minutes are up!" Eric said as Jamal, Rosey, and Rico slid into the ring to go after Lita for saying Smackdown was a better show.
"They backed her into the corner and she grabbed her neck, pleading for them to not hurt her. Jeff and I ran out together to save her. We tried to take them down, but we were failing until Booker T and Golddust ran out to help. The four of us celebrated in the ring as Eric that Booker and Golddust would be getting their match against Jamal and Rosey right then. Jeff and I quickly got out of the ring and went backstage.
"I hope Lita's okay," I said as we walked down the hall.
"I'm sure she's fine. Li can take care of herself," Jeff said slipping his arm around my shoulders.
"Jeff, Angel, what the hell we're you doing out there!?" Eric yelled as he walked up to us. Jeff put his hands on his hips and I crossed my arms. We stared at him as he continued. "I don't care what your relationship with Lita is. You do not interfere in my business! And to punish you I'm giving you both the Big Show!"
"What?!" I exclaimed.
"Come on Angel. Let's just go do this!" Jeff said pulling me with him as we past Ric Flair.
We walked to the locker room and got ready for our "punishment" match. I pulled on my boots and began to stretch. Jeff took out his body paint and began applying it to his face and arms. I smiled as he offered it to me. I shook my head no and grabbed my black light paint and light blue body paint out of my bag. I began to apply that to my arms and face to match him.
"Are you ready to do this?" Jeff asked.
I smiled and shook my head. "You bet I am. We finally get to work together. Should be quite interesting!"
I hugged him as his music hit. He took a deep breath and walked out. He got a massive pop as he walked down the ramp. "Now entering the ring weighing in at 215 lbs, from Cameron, North Carolina, JEFF HARDY!" Jeff stood in the middle of the ring and waited for my arrival.
The lights went off and the black lights turned on. My titantron and music started and I ran out onto the top of the ramp. I jumped up and down, pumping myself and the crowd up. It wasn't too hard, they were all screaming mine and Jeff's name. "And his partner from Cameron, North Carolina, MYSTIC ANGEL!!!!" I ran down the ramp and slid into the ring. I jumped on the posts and did the gunz. I stood in next to Jeff and he hit the top of my fists with his as "Well it's the Big Show!" sounded. Jeff crouched down into his fighting position and I stood straight up with my arms crossed.
Big Show walked down to the ring getting nothing but boos. He climbed into the ring and I backed up to stand behind Jeff. Jeff stood and delivered a right punch to the towering Big Show. Big Show was unfazed and lifted Jeff up. I ran and drop kicked into his chest. He backed up a bit and threw Jeff on the mat. He walked over to me and slowly picked me up by my shirt. I was suddenly eye to eye with the 7 foot giant and my feet hung over the mat. Suddenly Jeff flew threw the air and cross bodied the Big Show, causing him to drop me on the mat. I moved out of the way quickly as he found his footing. I got to my feet and stood on top of the post. The Big Show stood back to me and I jumped off the post grabbing his neck on my way down bringing him down in a tornado DDT. I quickly stood and did a lionsault onto him as Jeff went up for the swanton. He landed it perfectly and went for the cover, but the Big Show kicked out on one. Jeff groaned as he was pushed off. Big Show got to his feet slowly and I attempted to whip him into the ropes. I ended up out of the ring on my back with him looking at me laughing. I pulled myself to my feet and watched as Jeff began to pound on Big Show's back. I slid back into the ring and we grabbed Big Show's arms, whipping him into the ropes. We gripped each other's arms and waited for his return so we could clothes line him. He stretched out his arms and took us both down. Jeff was the first to stand and sling shot himself at Big Show. I got up and took to the air again for a missile dropkick. Big Show dropped to the mat hard and I went back up for Halo's Twist. I went for the cover and got a two count before being thrown off. I laid on the mat for a while to catch my breath and Jeff continued the assault. I got up just as Jeff was thrown out of the ring and into the barrier. Big Show was worn out so I whipped him into the ropes. I was prepared to do a wheel kick on his return, but was clothes lined instead. I landed on the mat hard and the air was knocked out of me. I heard the ref bang on the mat for the pin and I tried to talk myself into kicking out, but I couldn't. The crowd cheered and cheered, but I couldn't do it. I had no more energy, no more air, no more will. I breathed in deeply as the ref hit the mat with his hand for the third time. Big Show got off me and Jeff kneeled down next to me. I looked into this eyes, out of breath, and unable to move.
"Come on. Let's get you out of here," he said as he helped me to my feet. He put his arm around my waist as I put my arm around his neck. We pretty much helped each other out. We walked backstage and were welcomed by Shane and Trish.
"Are you alright?" Shane asked wrapping his arms around me.
"Yeah, but I have to do more business before I can relax," I said with a sigh. Trish kissed Jeff's barely painted, sweaty, face and smiled as they walked off holding hands.
"Alright, go do your thing with Eric. I'll see you around 11?" he asked. I nodded and kissed him softly before walking off to find Eric.
I saw him standing by the coffee waiting for me with the camera men. I cracked my neck and walked up to him.
"Well, Angel, have you learned your lesson?" he asked with a smile. I glared at him as he sipped his coffee. "You know, I didn't really want to punish you. You are very talented and shouldn't have to be put through that. But you interfered where you shouldn't have. You gotta learn. Now, what can I do for you?"
"Mr. Bischoff I want a match next week," I demanded with my hands on my hips.
"Oh, you do, do you?" He let out a laugh and grinned at me. "Well, as you have probably heard, matches will be decided by the spin of the roulette wheel. I'll give you a match next week, against Victoria. I think you two will have a good match. You spin the wheel and that will decide on the type of match you'll have. Is that a deal?"
"Yes. I think we can do that. Thank you Mr. Bischoff. I'll see you next week!" I said as I walked off. He stood there and laughed as he watched me leave.
I walked into the Diva's locker room and saw Victoria sitting on a bench. "Hi, I don't think we've met yet. I'm Victoria," she said as she shook my hand.
"Actually, we had a match against each other awhile ago. You beat me. We just weren't able to get properly introduced," I replied as I took my clothes out of my bag.
"That's right. I remember now! I guess we'll be wrestling again next week," she said as I began to take off my boots. "I've watched some of your recent matches and you've gotten really good excellent. You've got a lot of skill. I can't wait to get in the ring with you again."
"I've seen some of your wrestling matches too. We should make a good pair," I said as I walked into the showers.
The hot water ran off of my sore body. The match killed me. It was the worst thing I had been through. But I still wanted to be in the business. When you can be near death and still want to do something, than that's when you know you are dedicated to something.
"Casey, ready to go?!" I heard Shane yell. I walked out and he stood there holding my bags. I smiled and walked out with him.
"Can you believe what they're saying about me in this magazine?" I asked as I flipped through magazine on Jeff's bed. He sat up and looked at me with a smile.
"What do you mean?" he asked as he laid back down. He was doing crunches while I read.
"They're saying that I'm the up and coming superstar. It's like I'm the next big thing! I'm the next fuckin Brock Lesner!" I joked.
"Oh God!" Jeff laughed. "You are gonna be the next big superstar though. They're only telling the truth."
"Shut up. You're such a loser!" I laughed as I hit him with the magazine.
"I know. I try," he joked as he sat on the bed next to me. "Tv?"
I nodded as he flipped through the channels. "So, why aren't you out with Trish?"
"Thought I'd spend sometime with you. I knew you'd be by yourself since Shane is doing an autograph signing," he said as he laid down.
"Well, aren't you just a sweetie!" I said kissing his cheek. "So, what's up with you and Trish? You didn't tell me that you guys were this serious."
"We're not serious. We're just dating," he said.
"You guys are serious. She was really worried about you after the match with the Big Show," I said.
"You ready for your match tomorrow nite?" Jeff asked trying to change the subject.
"Oh no. You are not pulling that crap with me. Don't try and change the subject. Tell me about you and Trish," I insisted.
"You and Victoria should have good chemistry out there."
"Jeffrey Nero Hardy! Answer my questions. What's goin on with you and Trish!?"
"Alright! Yeah, I guess we're getting serious. I mean, I've had a thing for her since I met her. She's a great girl. But I don't think much will come out of it. Not that I'm hoping that nothing will come out of it. Because I'm not. I would love to see something happen I just don't think it will."
"I see. Well, you two are cute together and I do wish you the best of luck."
"Thanks, that means a lot coming from you." "Yeah, right, I'm sure it does."
"Case, I'm serious. You're opinion means everything to me."
"Well, you're opinion means a lot to me too!"
"It does?" he asked. I nodded as a smile crept across his face.
"Then I think you should dump Shane!" he said with a laugh.
"Jeff! I will not, and I repeat, will NOT dump Shane cause you said too!" I said with a laugh.
"Alright, fine. I guess what I say really doesn't mean that much to you!" he said putting on the broken heart act.
"Don't even. That's not gonna get you anywhere's!" I said as I kicked his leg with my foot.
"Oh no you didn't!" he exclaimed kicking me back.
"Oh yes....I....did!!!!" I said emphasizing my words and kicking him again. He gave me a wild look at jumped on me. We both fell off the bed with him on top of me. He began to tickle me forgetting that I was only ticklish in one spot. I took that to my advantage and began to tickle is sides.
"HEY! Not cool!" he exclaimed as he broke into a fit of laughter. He stopped suddenly and grinned evilly at me.
"What?!" I exclaimed as I let go of his sides. He laughed sadistically before pouncing on my feet. "NO!!"
"Oh yes!! I remember!! Wahoo!!!" he exclaimed attacking my feet with his fingers. I began laughing uncontrollably.
"NO! PLEASE!!! STOP!!! YOU'RE KILLING ME!!!" I pleaded. He showed no mercy and began working on both feet at the same time. I was in tears before he finally stopped and laid on his back next to me. "I hate you."
"I know. I love you too!" he said with a smile as he leaned over and kissed my forehead. "I really missed this."
"Missed what?" I asked as we laid on our sides.
"All of this. Joking around, talking, laughing, hugging, kissing."
"Yeah, I've missed it too. But I'm back now. So we'll be able to do it all the time!" I said excitedly. He sat up and sighed.
"That's just the thing Casey. We won't be able to do this all the time. You'll be with Shane and I'll be with Trish. We're never gonna be together like this."
"Jeff, of course we will. We're best friends. We'll always make time for each other."
"Yeah, we may, but Shane and Trish will always be there."
"Jeff, are you saying that we can't be friends anymore because we're in different relationships?"
"Hell no! Don't ever think that! I don't wanna lose you Case, but there's always gonna be someone else there with us. This is the first time it's been just us since we talked in your room. But please don't think that I want to end our relationship. Cause I don't. Not ever!! I don't think I could stand to be without you being either a phone call away or a hug away. You mean so much to me. More than anyone or anything. Casey, you're the only one that I trusted to tell about my depression. You're the only one that I knew could help me. And you did. I've been so much better since I talked to you."
"Jeff, I love you," I blurted out. When I realized what I said my eyes bugged out of my head.
"You love me?" he asked.
"Yeah, you know I love you. You're my bro, ya know?" I covered.
"Yeah, I love you too," he said slightly upset.
"I gotta go. I'm supposed to meet Amy for lunch. Do you wanna join us?" I asked as I crawled off the bed.
"No. I'd better stay here, so I can be with Trish when she gets back," he said softly as I grabbed my jacket and walked out.
"Come in," I heard Amy yell as I knocked on her door. I walked in and she smiled. "Hey, ready?"
"Yeah, I guess," I said quietly.
"What's wrong?" she asked putting her coat on and grabbing the car keys.
"I'll tell ya at lunch," I said as we walked down to the car.
We drove in silence to the restaurant. We were seated and had ordered before we spoke. "Alright, we're here. Now tell me," Amy said as I sipped my Dr. Pepper.
"Amy, I told Jeff that I loved him."
"You two say that all the time. That's no big shocker. Nothing to be like this over," she said as the waiter put mozzarella sticks in front of us.
I nodded at him and grabbed one off the plate. "This was. I just blurted it out. There was no thought to it. Amy, it was like I really meant it. And I think he thought that too because he asked me about it. I had to cover it. Tell him that I meant it as a brother sister thing. Ames, I'm not in love with him. I'm in love with Shane!"
"Casey, we have all seen what goes on between the two of you. You and Jeff have a certain connection."
"I know we have a connection but that doesn't mean that I'm in love with him." She began to laugh and I looked at her strangely.
"Casey, the connection you two have is love. How is it that you two are the only ones that don't see that?"
"I love Shane. I don't love Jeff, well, not in that sense. Jeff is my best friend, nothing more."
"Then why did you tell him you loved him?"
"Cause I do. But it's a different love. I don't know. Amy, you can't tell anyone about this conversation. NO ONE!"
"No problem. No one will hear about it!" she said as she reached across the table and rubbed my hand. I smiled and we ate our lunch with another word about it.
"Well Angel. Are you ready to spin the wheel?" Eric asked as we stood next to the wheel.
"You bet!" I exclaimed. I spun the wheel as hard as I could, hoping to not get a bra and panties match. I took a deep breath as the wheel slowed. It landed on a hardcore match. I smiled sadistically as Eric looked unhappy.
"Try for another spin!" he said. I shook my hand no, not losing my smile.
"No. This is the match that I want and going to keep!" I said as I walked away.
"Hardcore match?" Shane asked as held my hand.
"Looks that way. It's a good thing that's what I've been working with lately," I said as we walked into the locker room.
"Are you gonna take a specific weapon out with you?" he asked as we sat on the bench together.
"I don't think so. I'll just grab whatever is under the ring. Probably a ladder!" I laughed.
"Knowing you, I'm sure it will be!" he laughed.
"I'm gonna go find Victoria and talk to her about the match. Maybe get some practice in. I'll see you later Sugar!" I said kissing his lips softly.
"Mmmmm," he said with a smile as we broke apart. "Vanilla?"
"Yes!" I said as I left the room.
"Casey! I was looking for you," Victoria yelled as she ran up to me.
"Well, here I am! Actually I was just going to find you to talk about the match."
"Good that's what I wanted to do." I laughed as we changed into some workout clothes and walked to the ring. "So, a hardcore match. You've had a lot of work with the hardcore guys, haven't you?"
"Yep. You bet I have!" I said as we sat across from each other in the middle of the ring.
"Weapon of choice?"
"I really don't have one, but I may by the end of the nite!"
"Entering the ring first, the challenger. From Cameron, North Carolina, MYSTIC ANGEL!!!!" I ran down to the ring and ducked under it. Pulling out as many things as possible onto the ring. I slid into the ring holding up a stop sign to the crowd. Victoria wasn't too long after me.
The match started with me nailing her with the stop sign. She drop kicked the sign into me and I bounced off the ropes onto the sign. She quickly began delivering shots to my head with a trash can lid. I grabbed her feet and brought her down. I picked her up by her hair and snap suplexed her. She sat on the mat and I wrapped my arms around her neck in a headlock. She worked her way to her feet and delivered a right elbow to my head. She turned around and kneed my stomach. I was hunched over and she kicked my head. I shot straight up and glared at her. She picked the trash can up and lifted it over her head. As it was coming down on top of me I grabbed it out of her hands and threw it at her. She backed into the post and I ran to her going into whisper in the wind. I quickly grabbed a chair and opened it in the middle of the ring. I ran up onto the back of it for a cross body. She fell to the ground and I went for the cover. She kicked out on two. I got back up, grabbed a trash can lid, and ran at her full force. She leaned against the ropes and I went right over into the barrier. I cried out in pain and grabbed my shoulder. She jumped down and nailed my shoulder with the trash lid. She pulled me up and rolled me into the ring. I laid there, holding my arm as she grabbed a two by four. I stood and grabbed it out of her hands. I hit her in the stomach with it and whipped her into the post. I stood on the post and managed to pull off a super frankensteiner. As she laid on the mat I got up and flew threw the air for Magic. She brought her knees up and I rolled off of her. She quickly used that to her advantage and went for the cover. I kicked out right after the one count. I wasn't done yet. I delivered some chops to her and whipped her into the ropes. I did a back body drop as she returned. I quickly slid out of the ring and pulled out the painter's ladder. I pushed it into the ring and hit her legs as she stood. I climbed into the ring and using the ladder as a springboard, I jumped off the open end and dropkicked her. She backed into the ropes and clothes lined me. She picked up the ladder and hit my back with it. I groaned and superkicked her. She fell to the mat with the ladder on top of her. I did RVD's rolling thunder and quickly went to the post to do Halo's twist. After landing I pushed the ladder off of her and went for the cover getting the three count. I jumped up as my music played and the ref raised my hand in the air. So that was my first hardcore match and it seemed to go very well. Minus the shoulder pain that I acquired. I walked into the back and was greeted by an ice bag carrying Shane. He walked me to first aid to make sure I didn't do any real damage. None was done to it. Just a large bruise.
"As much as I love the shoulder rub, Sugar, it just can't handle it right now," I said sadly as he ran his hands down my bare back. He helped me put my shirt back on and pulled me into him as we sat on the bed to watch reruns of Saturday Night Live on Comedy Central.
"I love you, Angel," he whispered in my ear.
"Ya know, you don't have to whisper that."
"I know," he said as he pulled away from my ear. "I LOVE YOU CASEY LEE PINIARSKI!!!"
I laughed as he held me tighter. "You don't have to yell it either!"
"But I want the whole world to know!" he said excitedly.
"I love you, Sugar," I said moving my head around to kiss his lips.
"That match was excellent. Really good for your first hardcore match. You'd have the belt if it hadn't been destroyed."
"I don't understand why they got rid of it. I love the hardcore matches. I can totally unde rstand getting rid of the 24/7 ruling, but not the belt. Oh well. I'll just have to convince them to let me do more hardcore matches. I really had fun with that one!"
"You are dangerous! You can't do them too much. You'll never be able to move. You'll kill yourself. They can be very dangerous."
"I know. But that's all part of the fun. I may be an Angel, but I'm a wild one!" I laughed.
"That you are. Very much a wild Angel!"