Disclaimer: I do not own any of the WWE superstars in this story. It is
purely a work of fiction, and the wrestlers used in the making of it own
themselves.
A/N: okay so thank you all for the reviews. You know I usually don't thank you until the last chapter and then I can speak freely and all, but for the moment I wanted to touch on one review. Iccess, what am I doing that's making you mad with the story? Is it her and Brian? LOL. I am offending my readers and not even knowing it. None the less, my love is kind of back for this one, so here goes nothing with the next chapter, and my god if Vince ever reads this, bring Zach back soon and make him do some good. I don't like seeing him go down stairs. Totally not cool. Also not good for my writing issues either.
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Before I had the chance to lie down in bed after turning the computer off, my mind filled with thoughts of my new job, and Brian and his offer of help, as well as my ongoing issues with Zach, there was a knock at my door again. This time I knew it couldn't be Brian again because he would be polite enough to wait until tomorrow morning to talk to me. What I got when I opened the door was nothing short of an insane man, with apparently a lot on his mind.
"What the hell do you want?"
"Can I come in or would you rather I start laying out the garbage in the hallway?"
"Yeah come on in. I don't think we have a whole hell of a lot to say to one another, but what the hell right? At least I get dinner and a show."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
I watched him in silence as he made his way inside the room, and slowly closing the door and not wanting my back to him for very long I turned around. There was no way after what had happened to Zach I was going to leave my back turned on this, or any other wrestling man for that matter.
"We aren't friends Brock, let's not pretend we are. Just tell me what you want and then get the hell out because much like you I have a long day tomorrow and I do need to get some sleep before it all begins again."
"Why did you change my storyline direction?"
"I didn't change anything; I don't know what you are talking about."
"I had a nice chat with Jim; it seems you think I am too mean for television right now, and that I should become less of an asshole. Well princess I am here to tell you that it isn't going to happen."
"Why's that?"
"Because I have creative control over where my character goes and if I want to make him insane and kill all those little idiots you now call friends, I will. Business is Business. It doesn't mean I don't like these kids, but this is something I do for the show."
"You have to know what you are doing isn't good for ratings right?"
"How would you know anything about ratings? Wait a second here, how would you know anything that's good for this business, you have never been here before."
"Listen Brock, I don't proclaim to know anything about the WWE and I wont start lying that I do, what I did was tell Jim I thought what you were doing needed to be toned down a little bit because its vulgar, now if you cant accept that then I suggest you just leave me alone."
"I don't accept it, and I am not going to just leave you alone."
"Then what are you planning on doing then? Are you going to lay a beating on me like you did on Zach in his hotel room the other night? I mean you do have to realize we know it was you now, and we are two seconds away from taking your job away from you because of it. That wasn't for television was it Brock?"
"You're a real bitch you know that?"
"Yeah I am learning fast being around such steroid popping monsters all the time. I mean that is what you are isn't it?"
"You don't know anything about me, and besides I don't care what you say now, I am here to tell you to back off or pay the price."
"And the price is what?"
"Just listen to me and back off and you will never have to find out. What I did to Zach will pale in comparison to what I can do to you."
"Is that a threat?"
"I think you already know the answer to that don't you princess?"
"Get out! For the record, I am a writer, and when someone asks me for ideas I freely give them, if Jim wants you to tone it down then that's all on his head not mine. I just threw the idea out there, but hell when I go and see Vince tomorrow I will put in a good word for you."
"You self righteous bitch."
"Wow, such harsh words from a hired hand. Listen Brock, you stay out of my way and I will stay out of yours. But I will not lie when I am asked to tell the truth on something. So if that affects you then so be it. Now, if you can excuse me I need to get some sleep before the show tomorrow, can you find your way out of the room on your own?"
"Just make sure you are in the arena next week and writing Hayley, because I've got a big surprise for you and you aren't going to like it."
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As I stepped out of the cab in the crisp air of the arena I wanted to get back in the car and go back to the hotel. It was early, and I wasn't used to being out and about when my bed looked so good. I had promised Brian that I would come and meet him when he called me and woke me this morning, and I didn't want to seem like a bitch by not showing up.
By the time I fell asleep the night before, after Brock's announcement, I slept fitfully. He had something that he was going to do, and it had something to do with Zach she was sure, because he was waiting a week to do it, and I knew that he was going to have Zach in the ring on next weeks broadcast. There was nothing I could do about changing it now since the ads were out there, but I could warn Zach about it. Right now though, Brian was expecting me and I was about to learn basic holds and things to get me out of a tough spot.
Seeing the arena as it looked before everything was put together was a little disconcerting. I had never been this close to a ring before and now Brian wanting me to step in it and learn how to fight, it just seemed ironic.
"You made it!"
Jogging the rest of the way down to the ring as Brian talked I smiled at him, a little out of breath. I spent most of my time behind a book or writing, so being in the ring and actually running to get somewhere was a big turn off to my body. I kept in shape, but only by being natural and eating right. Not by jogging and beating myself up that way.
"Yeah, so why did you want me to do this so early?"
"Early bird catches the worm and all that."
"Good point. So what do you want to show me first?"
"I am going to come at you off the ropes, when I get close enough that you can smell me on you, just flop backwards."
"You want me to throw myself down on the mat?"
"That's the basic idea yes. You are going to do it?"
"I'm going to try. What exactly am I learning by doing that?"
"A bump. Ready?"
"As I'll ever be."
He came at me, not really fast because he didn't want to hurt himself more then he was with his ribs being still bandaged, but when he got close enough to smell me, I flew down on the mat. What I found out as soon as I did it though was that I did it wrong, because my whole back was searing with pain.
"Hayley you alright?"
"If you think that having my whole back on fire is okay, then I guess I am. Was it supposed to hurt like that?"
"No. But that's not a big thing."
Brian helped me to my feet and when he did we came within inches of each other, our faces evenly matched together. If I moved just a little to the left, he could kiss me, and I couldn't stop him. I pinched myself a little to make sure it was me thinking that and tried to bring myself back to focus. It seemed by the look on Brian's face I wasn't the only one thinking in terms of what it would take for him to kiss me like that.
Pulling away and standing a couple of feet away from me Brian looked down at the mat, trying to pull his gaze away from whatever the moment was between us.
"Okay so no more bumps for today then. Want to try a clothesline?"
"Sure, sounds simple enough, and no immediate back pain right?"
"No, because I won't be doing it on you, I mean you come at me."
"But Brian, you need to show me how it's done don't you?"
Before he had a chance to answer, we heard footsteps coming down to the ring, and when I turned around, I came face to face with Randy.
"Oh what do you want?"
"I saw you two learning and I wanted to join."
"Oh did Brock send you to scare me again?"
Randy looked genuinely shocked that Brock had done anything to her that he didn't know about, and Brian's expression didn't look much happier. Unfortunately for Randy, Brian had the good sense to ask first.
"Brock came to scare you?"
"Well he came to see me and to tell me to back off trying to change his storyline and his character. Didn't really scare me."
"Did you tell Jim?"
"Brian, don't worry about it alright, not a big deal. Plus I am not the type of girl to go running to ask for help unless I need it. Right now all I need is help learning, and that's where you come in. Randy, if you don't mind I was working with Brian."
"I will show you how to do a clothesline. I won't use you, but if Brian will allow me, I will do it to him."
I noticed Brian nod his head in agreement with what randy had said, and decided to get out of the way. If these two wanted to show me the move, I wouldn't complain about it. I didn't like Randy and my plan with Ariel was still fresh in my mind, but he showing me a move wouldn't be so bad would it?
Brian seemed to set himself up to be taken down and when Randy came off the rope, with a little bit of speed, holding out his arm, he knocked Brian to the ground, a little harder then I thought was supposed to happen. What I noticed next was how quickly Brian recovered from it and stood back to his feet. He looked a little in pain from his back hitting the mat, and irritating his ribs again but no worse for wear. Coming closer to the two of them I didn't have time to react when Randy clothes lined me to the mat as well.
Brian turned around and as Randy hopped as fast as he could out of the ring, and back out through the doors, Brian bent down to me.
"Are you alright?"
"I think I know how to do a clothesline now Brian."
"I thought you might, and once I teach you more moves, you can get revenge for that little stunt alright?"
"Sure, now can you help me up please?"
As he pulled me up from the mat our faces bumped together, and looking up into his eyes again and seeing the moment to rich to pass up, Brian obviously feeling it too, we came together, and his lips parted mine, pressing into me with a need that I had only felt once before, and in one quick second, his tongue played with mine and we deepened the kiss. Before we had a chance to end it, we heard someone cough from up by the gym doors.
I pulled away quickly and looking up I saw the one person that could really make me hate myself for what I had done. How was I ever going to explain this now?
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A/N: Who was on the ramp? LOL Well this is so obvious it's sick but I figured what the hell right? It works out fairly well for me. So here is the next chapter, enjoy and read and review as always, you know I love it when you do.
A/N: okay so thank you all for the reviews. You know I usually don't thank you until the last chapter and then I can speak freely and all, but for the moment I wanted to touch on one review. Iccess, what am I doing that's making you mad with the story? Is it her and Brian? LOL. I am offending my readers and not even knowing it. None the less, my love is kind of back for this one, so here goes nothing with the next chapter, and my god if Vince ever reads this, bring Zach back soon and make him do some good. I don't like seeing him go down stairs. Totally not cool. Also not good for my writing issues either.
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Before I had the chance to lie down in bed after turning the computer off, my mind filled with thoughts of my new job, and Brian and his offer of help, as well as my ongoing issues with Zach, there was a knock at my door again. This time I knew it couldn't be Brian again because he would be polite enough to wait until tomorrow morning to talk to me. What I got when I opened the door was nothing short of an insane man, with apparently a lot on his mind.
"What the hell do you want?"
"Can I come in or would you rather I start laying out the garbage in the hallway?"
"Yeah come on in. I don't think we have a whole hell of a lot to say to one another, but what the hell right? At least I get dinner and a show."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
I watched him in silence as he made his way inside the room, and slowly closing the door and not wanting my back to him for very long I turned around. There was no way after what had happened to Zach I was going to leave my back turned on this, or any other wrestling man for that matter.
"We aren't friends Brock, let's not pretend we are. Just tell me what you want and then get the hell out because much like you I have a long day tomorrow and I do need to get some sleep before it all begins again."
"Why did you change my storyline direction?"
"I didn't change anything; I don't know what you are talking about."
"I had a nice chat with Jim; it seems you think I am too mean for television right now, and that I should become less of an asshole. Well princess I am here to tell you that it isn't going to happen."
"Why's that?"
"Because I have creative control over where my character goes and if I want to make him insane and kill all those little idiots you now call friends, I will. Business is Business. It doesn't mean I don't like these kids, but this is something I do for the show."
"You have to know what you are doing isn't good for ratings right?"
"How would you know anything about ratings? Wait a second here, how would you know anything that's good for this business, you have never been here before."
"Listen Brock, I don't proclaim to know anything about the WWE and I wont start lying that I do, what I did was tell Jim I thought what you were doing needed to be toned down a little bit because its vulgar, now if you cant accept that then I suggest you just leave me alone."
"I don't accept it, and I am not going to just leave you alone."
"Then what are you planning on doing then? Are you going to lay a beating on me like you did on Zach in his hotel room the other night? I mean you do have to realize we know it was you now, and we are two seconds away from taking your job away from you because of it. That wasn't for television was it Brock?"
"You're a real bitch you know that?"
"Yeah I am learning fast being around such steroid popping monsters all the time. I mean that is what you are isn't it?"
"You don't know anything about me, and besides I don't care what you say now, I am here to tell you to back off or pay the price."
"And the price is what?"
"Just listen to me and back off and you will never have to find out. What I did to Zach will pale in comparison to what I can do to you."
"Is that a threat?"
"I think you already know the answer to that don't you princess?"
"Get out! For the record, I am a writer, and when someone asks me for ideas I freely give them, if Jim wants you to tone it down then that's all on his head not mine. I just threw the idea out there, but hell when I go and see Vince tomorrow I will put in a good word for you."
"You self righteous bitch."
"Wow, such harsh words from a hired hand. Listen Brock, you stay out of my way and I will stay out of yours. But I will not lie when I am asked to tell the truth on something. So if that affects you then so be it. Now, if you can excuse me I need to get some sleep before the show tomorrow, can you find your way out of the room on your own?"
"Just make sure you are in the arena next week and writing Hayley, because I've got a big surprise for you and you aren't going to like it."
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As I stepped out of the cab in the crisp air of the arena I wanted to get back in the car and go back to the hotel. It was early, and I wasn't used to being out and about when my bed looked so good. I had promised Brian that I would come and meet him when he called me and woke me this morning, and I didn't want to seem like a bitch by not showing up.
By the time I fell asleep the night before, after Brock's announcement, I slept fitfully. He had something that he was going to do, and it had something to do with Zach she was sure, because he was waiting a week to do it, and I knew that he was going to have Zach in the ring on next weeks broadcast. There was nothing I could do about changing it now since the ads were out there, but I could warn Zach about it. Right now though, Brian was expecting me and I was about to learn basic holds and things to get me out of a tough spot.
Seeing the arena as it looked before everything was put together was a little disconcerting. I had never been this close to a ring before and now Brian wanting me to step in it and learn how to fight, it just seemed ironic.
"You made it!"
Jogging the rest of the way down to the ring as Brian talked I smiled at him, a little out of breath. I spent most of my time behind a book or writing, so being in the ring and actually running to get somewhere was a big turn off to my body. I kept in shape, but only by being natural and eating right. Not by jogging and beating myself up that way.
"Yeah, so why did you want me to do this so early?"
"Early bird catches the worm and all that."
"Good point. So what do you want to show me first?"
"I am going to come at you off the ropes, when I get close enough that you can smell me on you, just flop backwards."
"You want me to throw myself down on the mat?"
"That's the basic idea yes. You are going to do it?"
"I'm going to try. What exactly am I learning by doing that?"
"A bump. Ready?"
"As I'll ever be."
He came at me, not really fast because he didn't want to hurt himself more then he was with his ribs being still bandaged, but when he got close enough to smell me, I flew down on the mat. What I found out as soon as I did it though was that I did it wrong, because my whole back was searing with pain.
"Hayley you alright?"
"If you think that having my whole back on fire is okay, then I guess I am. Was it supposed to hurt like that?"
"No. But that's not a big thing."
Brian helped me to my feet and when he did we came within inches of each other, our faces evenly matched together. If I moved just a little to the left, he could kiss me, and I couldn't stop him. I pinched myself a little to make sure it was me thinking that and tried to bring myself back to focus. It seemed by the look on Brian's face I wasn't the only one thinking in terms of what it would take for him to kiss me like that.
Pulling away and standing a couple of feet away from me Brian looked down at the mat, trying to pull his gaze away from whatever the moment was between us.
"Okay so no more bumps for today then. Want to try a clothesline?"
"Sure, sounds simple enough, and no immediate back pain right?"
"No, because I won't be doing it on you, I mean you come at me."
"But Brian, you need to show me how it's done don't you?"
Before he had a chance to answer, we heard footsteps coming down to the ring, and when I turned around, I came face to face with Randy.
"Oh what do you want?"
"I saw you two learning and I wanted to join."
"Oh did Brock send you to scare me again?"
Randy looked genuinely shocked that Brock had done anything to her that he didn't know about, and Brian's expression didn't look much happier. Unfortunately for Randy, Brian had the good sense to ask first.
"Brock came to scare you?"
"Well he came to see me and to tell me to back off trying to change his storyline and his character. Didn't really scare me."
"Did you tell Jim?"
"Brian, don't worry about it alright, not a big deal. Plus I am not the type of girl to go running to ask for help unless I need it. Right now all I need is help learning, and that's where you come in. Randy, if you don't mind I was working with Brian."
"I will show you how to do a clothesline. I won't use you, but if Brian will allow me, I will do it to him."
I noticed Brian nod his head in agreement with what randy had said, and decided to get out of the way. If these two wanted to show me the move, I wouldn't complain about it. I didn't like Randy and my plan with Ariel was still fresh in my mind, but he showing me a move wouldn't be so bad would it?
Brian seemed to set himself up to be taken down and when Randy came off the rope, with a little bit of speed, holding out his arm, he knocked Brian to the ground, a little harder then I thought was supposed to happen. What I noticed next was how quickly Brian recovered from it and stood back to his feet. He looked a little in pain from his back hitting the mat, and irritating his ribs again but no worse for wear. Coming closer to the two of them I didn't have time to react when Randy clothes lined me to the mat as well.
Brian turned around and as Randy hopped as fast as he could out of the ring, and back out through the doors, Brian bent down to me.
"Are you alright?"
"I think I know how to do a clothesline now Brian."
"I thought you might, and once I teach you more moves, you can get revenge for that little stunt alright?"
"Sure, now can you help me up please?"
As he pulled me up from the mat our faces bumped together, and looking up into his eyes again and seeing the moment to rich to pass up, Brian obviously feeling it too, we came together, and his lips parted mine, pressing into me with a need that I had only felt once before, and in one quick second, his tongue played with mine and we deepened the kiss. Before we had a chance to end it, we heard someone cough from up by the gym doors.
I pulled away quickly and looking up I saw the one person that could really make me hate myself for what I had done. How was I ever going to explain this now?
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A/N: Who was on the ramp? LOL Well this is so obvious it's sick but I figured what the hell right? It works out fairly well for me. So here is the next chapter, enjoy and read and review as always, you know I love it when you do.