BACK AT THE HOTEL
Britney and Nicole walked into the hotel room that they were sharing after saying goodbye to Adam and Matt. Britney eyed her friend curiously as she threw her purse down on the table and went into the bathroom. The young woman sat down on one of the beds, waiting for her friend to emerge. When she finally came out, Britney sent her a questioning look.
"Nic? What's wrong?" she asked as Nicole came over and sat on her own bed. Shaking her head, Nicole searched around for the TV remote.
"Nothing," she said as she found the remote and clicked the television on. She glanced over at Britney, frowning when she saw the look Britney was giving her. She was obviously not satisfied with her answer. "Look, about what happened at the club… I just wanted to get out of there. I didn't feel good and…"
"Bullshit," Britney shot back at her. "Nickie, I know you. There's no way you'd ask me to leave if you had a stomachache. And I find it funny that Matt told me you wanted to leave right after standing next to Paul Heyman. Nic, if he said or did anything to you, just tell me." Nicole frowned… sometimes she hated it that Britney knew her so well, but being friends your entire life will do that to you.
"Okay, so Heyman was an ass when I went up to the bar. He's always an ass… you know he hates us Brit," she said, looking at the wall. Britney didn't look amused in the least bit. If she didn't think that the fat asshole would sit on her, she'd kick his ass herself.
"So? That doesn't give him a right to come in there and make us feel like we have to leave. I wish you would have told me ahead of time. I would have went up to that slimeball and said something," she said determinedly. Nicole sighed, running her fingers through her brown hair.
"Yeah I know you would Brit. So let's say I was doing you a favor," she said. She loved Britney to death, but the blonde woman had a mouth and a half on her, one that could get her in a lot of trouble, especially now that Paul was toting around Brock Lesnar.
"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked, snapping her head in Nicole's direction.
Shaking her head, the young woman answered, "I didn't mean anything by it. Look, I don't want to start a fight with you Brit… especially not over Paul Heyman. Let's just go to bed, okay?" Britney frowned, but she nodded.
"Okay." The two of them laid silently, watching TV, still in their clothes. About ten minutes later, Nicole turned to Britney as the phone rang.
"Hello?" Nicole answered, wondering who would call them at this time of night.
"Hello Nicole," a voice called from the other end. That squeal, it could only belong to one person… Paul Heyman.
"What do you want?" she asked angrily.
"Just wanted to see how you were doing… you left the club so suddenly. Are you not feeling well?" he asked. Nicole wrinkled her nose in disgust.
"I was doing just fine until your fat ass called me," she said nastily. Britney then realized that she had to be talking to Heyman and she scowled.
"Ouch, that was a little harsh. So anyway, how's that pretty little friend of yours doing? You know, her and Adam Copeland looked mighty close tonight. I would watch…"
Nicole slammed the phone down after screaming, "Don't drag her into this!" into the mouthpiece. Britney looked at her, eyes wide at her reaction.
"I need to get out of here," Nicole said, placing her hand on her forehead.
"Wanna go for a walk?" Britney offered, starting to sit up. Nicole nodded, standing up and following her best friend out the door.
OUTSIDEBritney and Nicole walked down an empty street, joined by Adam and Matt. When they were heading out of the hotel, they bumped into the two guys, who were beating the hell out of a vending machine in the hallway for not giving them their five dollar candy bar. When they told them they were going out for a walk, they insisted on going with them. The four of them walked down the dark city street, surprised at how empty it was for still being fairly early.
"So what made you guys want to come out here?" Adam asked, eyeing the girls curiously. Britney looked at Nicole for a moment before speaking. She wasn't sure if her friend would want the guys to know about the phone call.
"We just, uh… we just wanted fresh air," Britney lied.
Adam knew she wasn't telling the truth, but he settled on her answer after seeing the way she looked at Nickie. There had to be something more, but he could always get it out of her when Nicole wasn't around. The four of them walked on a little further, nobody really saying much of anything. At one point, Nicole turned around and looked behind them. She could have sworn she saw someone standing about twenty feet back. She shrugged it off, figuring it was just someone standing out on the streets. A minute later, she turned around again, unable to shake the feeling that someone was watching them. This time, she squinted and tried to make out who the person was. She gasped silently as she suddenly figured it out… 5'10, about 300 and something pounds… Paul Heyman. He was watching them. Suddenly getting a terrible feeling in her stomach, Nicole tugged at Britney and Matt's arms.
"I want to go back now guys… I'm getting tired," she said, forcing herself to look ahead and not back. Britney raised an eyebrow.
"Just a little while longer Nic… please? It's really nice out," Britney begged, pouting playfully.
"I can take you back if you want," Adam offered. Matt shook his head, seeing this as his opportunity to get Adam and Britney alone.
"No, I'll take her. You two just go on… right Nic?" he asked, putting his arm on her shoulder. Even though she was a little scared, she smiled.
"Yeah… you guys go, Matt can walk me back," she assured them. They said goodbye, and Matt and Nicole crossed the street and turned back. Both Britney and Adam thought it was odd that Nicole made Matt cross the street before they turned back, neither one of them said anything. They walked along in silence, both of them unable to find the right thing to say.
"So," Adam said, hoping to strike up some kind of conversation. Damn it, they never had any trouble talking when there was other people around, but as soon as they were alone they clammed up.
"So…"
Suddenly, something popped into Adam's mind. "So, tell me why Nickie really wanted to leave the club earlier tonight… because I'm guessing it has a lot to do with why you guys decided to take a walk," he said. Britney's head shot up. She wasn't sure if she should tell him. Nickie might get mad… but then again, it was only Adam.
"Well… I guess you could say that," Britney said, and Adam eyed her curiously. Coming across a bench, he sat down, encouraging her to sit next to him.
"What happened?" he asked, concern flooding his features.
"Well, earlier when we were at the club, Nickie went to the bar to get a drink, and Paul Heyman was there," she started, and Adam instantly scowled. He hated that man, and his big mute Brock Lesnar. "And he apparently said something to her. I just don't understand why he hates us so much… we never did anything to him."
Adam nodded, "Of course you didn't. He's just an ass." He felt a pang of sympathy for his two friends, mainly Nicole.
"And then, um… he… he called our hotel room," Britney said quietly, looking away. She knew Adam would get mad after hearing that.
"What? That stupid mother…"
"Adam, don't. You calling him names isn't going to make him go away. I… I just wish he'd leave us, mainly her alone. And with the way he's dragging Brock along… it scares me," she admitted.
Placing his arm around her shoulder protectively, Adam responded, "Well, you don't have to be scared. I would never let anything happen to you guys." Britney smiled softly at him… he was the sweetest guy in the world.
"Thanks Adam," she said. Adam heard her, but he didn't answer. He looked past her, back in the direction of where they had come from. He could see someone standing there… someone who looked a lot like Paul Heyman. That's why Nickie wanted to leave. He suddenly stood, grabbing Britney and pulling her up with him.
"Let's go back to the hotel," he said, suddenly feeling a strong urge to get her out of there. She sent him a questioning look, but followed him. As he led her across the street, he couldn't help but wonder what in hell Heyman was up to.
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