Title: It's My Time
Disclaimer: I sadly do not own the WWE or its Superstars
" Of course there is something fucking wrong Jessica. Do you see these pictures?" Hmm apparently someone had posted pictures up all around the locker room, and I just bet that maybe there are some more pictures in the other locker rooms. I grab a copy out of Shawn's hand and burst out laughing. It's a picture of Shawn lying in a bed, in a women's bra and panty set, and the best part is there is a man standing over him in black leather pants and a mask carrying a whip. " Shawn I never knew you were in to this kind of stuff, very kinky." As I glance back up to him I see the realization come into his eyes. " It was you, you set this whole thing up. That explains why after I had that drink with you everything is a blur. You bitch." I see Shawn's hand coming to my face but it never reaches its intended target. " I don't think so buddy, no one and I mean no one lays a hand on my woman so I suggest you get out of my sight before I decide to put my hands on you." Shawn glances at Hunter and decides it's a good idea to leave because he starts to walk out of the locker room. But before he leaves I have to get in the last word. " Shawn, see this is what happens when you decide to fuck with peoples lives they turn around and just fuck you over. Don't ever try to come between Hunter and I ever again." I can see that he realizes I know he had a hand in causing Hunter and I to break up. He turns around and leaves. The rest of the guys start to crack up again about the picture and tell me they pray to god they never get on my bad side.
I tell Hunter I have to go thank my partner in crime. As I knock on his door I hear him tell me to come in. " Ah here is my little evil diva now. I was wondering how things went." I hop onto the table and swing my legs back and forth. " Well Raul it went wonderfully. I can't thank you enough for getting me that sleeping pill and helping me set everything up in Shawn's room and if you don't mind me saying you looked really sexy in that picture with the leather pants on." I laugh as he takes a bow. " I've hated that man for such a long time so it was my pleasure to help. Besides no one messes with my friends and gets away with it." We chat for a while longer then I tell him I better go see what my other half is doing. I laugh when he tells me if he had a man like Hunter he would never leave the locker room to begin with.
As I walk down the hallway a hand comes out of nowhere and drags me into a locker room. I am about to scream bloody murder when I realize its Mark. " Um hello, I know you've been hit in the head a lot but I would think you had the common sense to know not to grab women and drag them into your locker room." I hear the growl in Mark's throat and realize I better shut up. " So Mark dear, is there something you wanted?" He crosses his arms over his chest and stares at me. Let me tell you when he has those green eyes trained on you its like you're in a trance. "First off I want to know what you have in store for me since I lost the bet the other day." I already knew what I wanted him to do and it was already in the works but I also knew if I were to tell him now then he would never agree to it. " Don't worry dead man you will find out in due time. Is there anything else?"
" Yes there is, I want you to reconsider your match at WrestleMania. I don't want you to do it." I can't believe he is still on this. " Mark I told you already I am going through with it. Unless you can come up with a really good reason why I shouldn't." As he coughs and covers his mouth I hear him mumble something. "What was that? Speak English Mark." He sighs and speaks so lowly I have to lean closer. " I don't want you to do it because I'm worried something could happen to you and I wouldn't be able to handle it if you got hurt. Ok you happy now?" By the end of his sentence his voice was pretty loud and I got the message loud and clear. It's totally unfair of him to use the I care about you card. Damn it all to hell. " Mark, it means a lot to me that you care so much because I care about you too. But you have to understand I need to do this. I can't promise I won't get hurt but I will do my best to make sure I don't get banged up too badly ok? Besides if I do get hurt you could always take care of me." I smile when he calls me a damn brat. Ah can't you just feel the love.
Before I know it, it's the night of WrestleMania. The past couple weeks have been very hectic to say the least. On air Alexia and I have had some very verbal promos together which almost ended in blood shed a few times but I wasn't allowed to touch her so of course she is still alive and breathing. Hunter challenged Shawn to a Hell in the Cell match as the match event for WM. And tonight everything would culminate in hopefully two great matches. Last night a bunch of us went out to celebrate WM weekend since we knew by the end of tonight we would be exhausted. Let me just say a very drunk Jay and a go-go cage do not go well together. I think I may have nightmares about that one for a while.
I tried a few times to go over the match with Alexia but when she "accidentally" nearly took my head off with a ladder during one of the practices I decided enough was enough. Tonight we will both be going on emotion alone which I know can be a very dangerous thing. I am determined to come out the victor in tonight's match. This is what I have been dreaming of for so long.
Hunter has been acting really weird lately. He always tries to tell me something then shuts his mouth. When I ask him what's wrong he tells me to forget about it. It's starting to become annoying. I may have to end up tying him to a bed and forcing him to tell me what he wants to say. As I start to daydream of all the fun possibilities of what could happen if I were ever able to Hunter tied to a bed, he starts banging on the bathroom door telling me we have to leave for the arena. I take a deep breath and open the door, well this is it, its time to shine.
The end is near everyone, just a few more chapters to go. Review as always.
Disclaimer: I sadly do not own the WWE or its Superstars
" Of course there is something fucking wrong Jessica. Do you see these pictures?" Hmm apparently someone had posted pictures up all around the locker room, and I just bet that maybe there are some more pictures in the other locker rooms. I grab a copy out of Shawn's hand and burst out laughing. It's a picture of Shawn lying in a bed, in a women's bra and panty set, and the best part is there is a man standing over him in black leather pants and a mask carrying a whip. " Shawn I never knew you were in to this kind of stuff, very kinky." As I glance back up to him I see the realization come into his eyes. " It was you, you set this whole thing up. That explains why after I had that drink with you everything is a blur. You bitch." I see Shawn's hand coming to my face but it never reaches its intended target. " I don't think so buddy, no one and I mean no one lays a hand on my woman so I suggest you get out of my sight before I decide to put my hands on you." Shawn glances at Hunter and decides it's a good idea to leave because he starts to walk out of the locker room. But before he leaves I have to get in the last word. " Shawn, see this is what happens when you decide to fuck with peoples lives they turn around and just fuck you over. Don't ever try to come between Hunter and I ever again." I can see that he realizes I know he had a hand in causing Hunter and I to break up. He turns around and leaves. The rest of the guys start to crack up again about the picture and tell me they pray to god they never get on my bad side.
I tell Hunter I have to go thank my partner in crime. As I knock on his door I hear him tell me to come in. " Ah here is my little evil diva now. I was wondering how things went." I hop onto the table and swing my legs back and forth. " Well Raul it went wonderfully. I can't thank you enough for getting me that sleeping pill and helping me set everything up in Shawn's room and if you don't mind me saying you looked really sexy in that picture with the leather pants on." I laugh as he takes a bow. " I've hated that man for such a long time so it was my pleasure to help. Besides no one messes with my friends and gets away with it." We chat for a while longer then I tell him I better go see what my other half is doing. I laugh when he tells me if he had a man like Hunter he would never leave the locker room to begin with.
As I walk down the hallway a hand comes out of nowhere and drags me into a locker room. I am about to scream bloody murder when I realize its Mark. " Um hello, I know you've been hit in the head a lot but I would think you had the common sense to know not to grab women and drag them into your locker room." I hear the growl in Mark's throat and realize I better shut up. " So Mark dear, is there something you wanted?" He crosses his arms over his chest and stares at me. Let me tell you when he has those green eyes trained on you its like you're in a trance. "First off I want to know what you have in store for me since I lost the bet the other day." I already knew what I wanted him to do and it was already in the works but I also knew if I were to tell him now then he would never agree to it. " Don't worry dead man you will find out in due time. Is there anything else?"
" Yes there is, I want you to reconsider your match at WrestleMania. I don't want you to do it." I can't believe he is still on this. " Mark I told you already I am going through with it. Unless you can come up with a really good reason why I shouldn't." As he coughs and covers his mouth I hear him mumble something. "What was that? Speak English Mark." He sighs and speaks so lowly I have to lean closer. " I don't want you to do it because I'm worried something could happen to you and I wouldn't be able to handle it if you got hurt. Ok you happy now?" By the end of his sentence his voice was pretty loud and I got the message loud and clear. It's totally unfair of him to use the I care about you card. Damn it all to hell. " Mark, it means a lot to me that you care so much because I care about you too. But you have to understand I need to do this. I can't promise I won't get hurt but I will do my best to make sure I don't get banged up too badly ok? Besides if I do get hurt you could always take care of me." I smile when he calls me a damn brat. Ah can't you just feel the love.
Before I know it, it's the night of WrestleMania. The past couple weeks have been very hectic to say the least. On air Alexia and I have had some very verbal promos together which almost ended in blood shed a few times but I wasn't allowed to touch her so of course she is still alive and breathing. Hunter challenged Shawn to a Hell in the Cell match as the match event for WM. And tonight everything would culminate in hopefully two great matches. Last night a bunch of us went out to celebrate WM weekend since we knew by the end of tonight we would be exhausted. Let me just say a very drunk Jay and a go-go cage do not go well together. I think I may have nightmares about that one for a while.
I tried a few times to go over the match with Alexia but when she "accidentally" nearly took my head off with a ladder during one of the practices I decided enough was enough. Tonight we will both be going on emotion alone which I know can be a very dangerous thing. I am determined to come out the victor in tonight's match. This is what I have been dreaming of for so long.
Hunter has been acting really weird lately. He always tries to tell me something then shuts his mouth. When I ask him what's wrong he tells me to forget about it. It's starting to become annoying. I may have to end up tying him to a bed and forcing him to tell me what he wants to say. As I start to daydream of all the fun possibilities of what could happen if I were ever able to Hunter tied to a bed, he starts banging on the bathroom door telling me we have to leave for the arena. I take a deep breath and open the door, well this is it, its time to shine.
The end is near everyone, just a few more chapters to go. Review as always.