Chapter 6
Mandy's POV
After my fight with Jericho, I did what I always do when I'm mad. I refused to speak to him. Actually, things were pretty awkward backstage in the days leading up to my title match. Chris was still pissed, Paul was too embarrassed to look me in the eye, Jay was acting all distant and shit, and Trish wouldn't talk to me at all. On Monday night, I psyched my self up for my match and tried to concentrate on the task at hand. Jerky insisted that he wouldn't move a finger to help me during my match, but I knew he was only bluffing. He was an egotistical bastard, but he wasn't that heartless.
Trish entered the ring first, proudly displaying the belt around her waist. I waited calmly backstage trying to calm my nerves by taking deep breaths. I wasn't even aware that my entrance music had started playing until Chris snapped me out of my daze.
As soon as the match started, I took control, dragging Trish around by her hair. We went on battling back and forth for a long time, until I eventually clotheslined Trish right out of the ring. She picked up a chair and started back to the ring when Jericho started beating her over the head with the Women's Championship belt. He kept screaming, "You don't deserve this you BITCH. This doesn't belong to you anymore!" I got out of the ring and shot Jerky an evil look letting him know that I didn't want his help. I grabbed Trish by her hair again and threw her back into the ring. She tried standing up, but I connected a boot to the face. While she was lying on her stomach in the ring, I proceeded to put her in the Walls of Jericho and she began screaming like crazy to sell the move. Chris's whole mood seem to change when I held Trish in his signature move. He began smiling at me, strangely enough. He started pounding his hands on the mat and he began chanting my name. Soon the rest of the arena followed his lead and all I heard was my name echoing around the arena over and over. It was a surreal moment in my life. I guess Trish didn't take any notes when she was watching my match against Victoria, because she tapped out leaving me the new women's champion!
Chris jumped in the ring and held up my hand in victory. I was presented with the Championship belt and we both stood there in the middle of the ring, holding our belts high above our heads just basking in the glory. Finally, he pulled me into a hug, which was followed by a very overly passionate kiss, which just sent the crowd into a frenzy. They just went crazy.
When we got backstage, Chris actually pulled me into a hug and congratulated me on what is now known as one of the best female matches of all time. I grabbed a towel and headed back to my dressing room, disappointed that Jay was nowhere to be found. I changed out of my wrestling gear and started packing up my things when my cell rang.
"Mandy," cried Jay from the other end, "YOU WERE SO AMAZING!"
"Thank you so much. Where are you?" I asked.
"Around. Hey, I have a little present for you in honor of winning the belt. Open your locker room door," he stated. I did as I was told. I stepped into the hall only to find nothing.
"What exactly is this surprise?" I asked looking around.
"Turn to your right and start walking."
I did as I was told. As I was walking, I continued to see nothing but an empty hallway.
"Jay, I'm not seeing anything!"
"Oh my mistake, you are facing the wrong way. Turn around," he said. As I turned to go back in the other direction, I was met face to face with Adam. I stood there momentarily gazing into his heavenly blue eyes. He smiled at me and brushed his hand over my cheek before pulling me into a wildly romantic kiss.
Mandy's POV
After my fight with Jericho, I did what I always do when I'm mad. I refused to speak to him. Actually, things were pretty awkward backstage in the days leading up to my title match. Chris was still pissed, Paul was too embarrassed to look me in the eye, Jay was acting all distant and shit, and Trish wouldn't talk to me at all. On Monday night, I psyched my self up for my match and tried to concentrate on the task at hand. Jerky insisted that he wouldn't move a finger to help me during my match, but I knew he was only bluffing. He was an egotistical bastard, but he wasn't that heartless.
Trish entered the ring first, proudly displaying the belt around her waist. I waited calmly backstage trying to calm my nerves by taking deep breaths. I wasn't even aware that my entrance music had started playing until Chris snapped me out of my daze.
As soon as the match started, I took control, dragging Trish around by her hair. We went on battling back and forth for a long time, until I eventually clotheslined Trish right out of the ring. She picked up a chair and started back to the ring when Jericho started beating her over the head with the Women's Championship belt. He kept screaming, "You don't deserve this you BITCH. This doesn't belong to you anymore!" I got out of the ring and shot Jerky an evil look letting him know that I didn't want his help. I grabbed Trish by her hair again and threw her back into the ring. She tried standing up, but I connected a boot to the face. While she was lying on her stomach in the ring, I proceeded to put her in the Walls of Jericho and she began screaming like crazy to sell the move. Chris's whole mood seem to change when I held Trish in his signature move. He began smiling at me, strangely enough. He started pounding his hands on the mat and he began chanting my name. Soon the rest of the arena followed his lead and all I heard was my name echoing around the arena over and over. It was a surreal moment in my life. I guess Trish didn't take any notes when she was watching my match against Victoria, because she tapped out leaving me the new women's champion!
Chris jumped in the ring and held up my hand in victory. I was presented with the Championship belt and we both stood there in the middle of the ring, holding our belts high above our heads just basking in the glory. Finally, he pulled me into a hug, which was followed by a very overly passionate kiss, which just sent the crowd into a frenzy. They just went crazy.
When we got backstage, Chris actually pulled me into a hug and congratulated me on what is now known as one of the best female matches of all time. I grabbed a towel and headed back to my dressing room, disappointed that Jay was nowhere to be found. I changed out of my wrestling gear and started packing up my things when my cell rang.
"Mandy," cried Jay from the other end, "YOU WERE SO AMAZING!"
"Thank you so much. Where are you?" I asked.
"Around. Hey, I have a little present for you in honor of winning the belt. Open your locker room door," he stated. I did as I was told. I stepped into the hall only to find nothing.
"What exactly is this surprise?" I asked looking around.
"Turn to your right and start walking."
I did as I was told. As I was walking, I continued to see nothing but an empty hallway.
"Jay, I'm not seeing anything!"
"Oh my mistake, you are facing the wrong way. Turn around," he said. As I turned to go back in the other direction, I was met face to face with Adam. I stood there momentarily gazing into his heavenly blue eyes. He smiled at me and brushed his hand over my cheek before pulling me into a wildly romantic kiss.