Such Is Life
Part 15
Stepping into the huge main arena was probably the most humbling experiance I was ever going to have. Everything seemed larger than life, unreal somehow. Chris gazed around in awe of the place, as if he was seeing an arena fr the first time in his life & I smiled when I saw the child-like look on his face! We walked around for a while not really sure of where he was meant to be. Wrestlers were in the ring already, warming up, working out or going through matches & some of them gave us a glance as we passed, but never anything more. They were uninterested in the rookie that walked before them with eyes like dinner plates!
"Shit there he is!" Chris whispered and I followed his gaze until I saw the man he was staring at so intensly, the man that held our future in his hands, Mr Eric Bischoff. He spotted us almost the instant we saw him and waved us over.
"Mr Irvine. Nice to see you again!" he smiled warmly and shook Chris' hand. "Glad you could make it!"
"Thankyou sir." Chris said nervously, "Glad you could spare the time to see me!"
"Well how could I not? You initiative to get to see me yesterday was enough to prove you were serious!" he smiled and I glanced at chris, still unaware of what had actually occoured the previous night when he had somehow talked his way into getting a meting with this guru of the wrestling world. Chris forced a smile as Eric put a friendly arm around his shoulder and started to walk away. I looked around and quickly followed not really sure that I should even be there! "You like what you see Mr Irvine?" He gestured to the arena around us.
"Yes sir."
"Please call me Eric."
"Ok S...Eric!" Chris grinned, his nerves subsiding, that was a good sign.
"Well Mr Irvine..." Eric paused as his eyes fell upon me seemingly for the first time and I nervously looked at my feet. "And who might we have here?"
"Oh I'm sorry erm, Eric, this is my...my erm Fiance!" Chris smiled and I glared at him. What the hell did he say that for?
"Nice to meet you Mr Bischoff!" I held out my hand, trying not to look as nervous as I felt, "I'm Christina!"
"Ah, Christopher and Christina!" Eric chuckled, "I like it!" he pointed at me & winked as he laughed. "Tell me are you part of the deal?"
"I'm sorry I don't unde..."
"No, erm she's not a wrestler, she's here for moral support!" Chris interrupted me.
"Ah right." Eric smacked his lips together, "Shame!" he shrugged his shoulders as he looked me up and down, I didn't like it. "So, I guess we had better let you show me what you are made of young man!" He smiled as he patted Chris on the shoulder firmly. "You were developemntal with the WWF you say?"
"Ah yes sir...Eric." Chris corrected himself.
"And why did that fall through? Why are you here on my doorstep?"
Chris took a deep breath, I held mine! "Because I ah didn't really like the direction the company was taking, I told Vince McMahon and he fired me si...Eric." He smiled nervously and I looked away incase the look on my face showed up his lies!
"Ahh..." Eric raised his eyebrows approvingly, "Stuck it to old Vinnie Mac huh?" Chris noded, "I like the sound of that!" He stroked his chin, "So you want to get changed and we can get this thing started?"
"Sure, where do I go?"
"Back there!" Eric pointed.
"Ok, won't be long!" Chris smiled. I made to follow him but Eric placed his hand on my shoulder.
"You, my pretty young thing, can wait out here with me! I'm sure he can find his own way there and back!" Eric smiled, but I didn't like it. I looked to Chris for some sort of protest but how the hell could he protest? This guy had him by the balls. He just gave me an 'it'll be ok' look and left me there. "Come, have a seat." Eric smiled and led me to the side of the arena where we sat down side by side. "So tell me, how long have you two been engaged?"
"Oh erm..not long." I smiled nervously.
"Just I noticed, no ring!" he tapped my finger and I snatched my hand away a little too quickly.
"Oh erm no, we're not exacatly financially stable enough to buy a ring just yet." I smiled trying to cover the fact that this guy gave me the holy creeps! I'd met people like him before in the business, traveling with my....with 'her' made it impossible to avoid such confrontations but, unlke 'her' I always found some way to get out of it without offending anyone or causing a scene, I guessed I just had to put up with his learing until Chris had his job, his dream, in the palm of his hand.
Part 15
Stepping into the huge main arena was probably the most humbling experiance I was ever going to have. Everything seemed larger than life, unreal somehow. Chris gazed around in awe of the place, as if he was seeing an arena fr the first time in his life & I smiled when I saw the child-like look on his face! We walked around for a while not really sure of where he was meant to be. Wrestlers were in the ring already, warming up, working out or going through matches & some of them gave us a glance as we passed, but never anything more. They were uninterested in the rookie that walked before them with eyes like dinner plates!
"Shit there he is!" Chris whispered and I followed his gaze until I saw the man he was staring at so intensly, the man that held our future in his hands, Mr Eric Bischoff. He spotted us almost the instant we saw him and waved us over.
"Mr Irvine. Nice to see you again!" he smiled warmly and shook Chris' hand. "Glad you could make it!"
"Thankyou sir." Chris said nervously, "Glad you could spare the time to see me!"
"Well how could I not? You initiative to get to see me yesterday was enough to prove you were serious!" he smiled and I glanced at chris, still unaware of what had actually occoured the previous night when he had somehow talked his way into getting a meting with this guru of the wrestling world. Chris forced a smile as Eric put a friendly arm around his shoulder and started to walk away. I looked around and quickly followed not really sure that I should even be there! "You like what you see Mr Irvine?" He gestured to the arena around us.
"Yes sir."
"Please call me Eric."
"Ok S...Eric!" Chris grinned, his nerves subsiding, that was a good sign.
"Well Mr Irvine..." Eric paused as his eyes fell upon me seemingly for the first time and I nervously looked at my feet. "And who might we have here?"
"Oh I'm sorry erm, Eric, this is my...my erm Fiance!" Chris smiled and I glared at him. What the hell did he say that for?
"Nice to meet you Mr Bischoff!" I held out my hand, trying not to look as nervous as I felt, "I'm Christina!"
"Ah, Christopher and Christina!" Eric chuckled, "I like it!" he pointed at me & winked as he laughed. "Tell me are you part of the deal?"
"I'm sorry I don't unde..."
"No, erm she's not a wrestler, she's here for moral support!" Chris interrupted me.
"Ah right." Eric smacked his lips together, "Shame!" he shrugged his shoulders as he looked me up and down, I didn't like it. "So, I guess we had better let you show me what you are made of young man!" He smiled as he patted Chris on the shoulder firmly. "You were developemntal with the WWF you say?"
"Ah yes sir...Eric." Chris corrected himself.
"And why did that fall through? Why are you here on my doorstep?"
Chris took a deep breath, I held mine! "Because I ah didn't really like the direction the company was taking, I told Vince McMahon and he fired me si...Eric." He smiled nervously and I looked away incase the look on my face showed up his lies!
"Ahh..." Eric raised his eyebrows approvingly, "Stuck it to old Vinnie Mac huh?" Chris noded, "I like the sound of that!" He stroked his chin, "So you want to get changed and we can get this thing started?"
"Sure, where do I go?"
"Back there!" Eric pointed.
"Ok, won't be long!" Chris smiled. I made to follow him but Eric placed his hand on my shoulder.
"You, my pretty young thing, can wait out here with me! I'm sure he can find his own way there and back!" Eric smiled, but I didn't like it. I looked to Chris for some sort of protest but how the hell could he protest? This guy had him by the balls. He just gave me an 'it'll be ok' look and left me there. "Come, have a seat." Eric smiled and led me to the side of the arena where we sat down side by side. "So tell me, how long have you two been engaged?"
"Oh erm..not long." I smiled nervously.
"Just I noticed, no ring!" he tapped my finger and I snatched my hand away a little too quickly.
"Oh erm no, we're not exacatly financially stable enough to buy a ring just yet." I smiled trying to cover the fact that this guy gave me the holy creeps! I'd met people like him before in the business, traveling with my....with 'her' made it impossible to avoid such confrontations but, unlke 'her' I always found some way to get out of it without offending anyone or causing a scene, I guessed I just had to put up with his learing until Chris had his job, his dream, in the palm of his hand.