A/N: Thank you to monika, Alys deejay, REM 4488 and Tdot for reviewing.
And I have to put the cliff-hangers in to keep you guys interested! Enjoy-Kiera
Chapter Seven It seemed that the evening would go off without a hitch until half an hour before the show ended when a young women brought up some nachos.
"On the house." she explained and the trolley she brought in with her caused Nathen to shake his head.
"Mrs. Carson is on a special diet. One of which nacho's aren't apart of. So kindly take this toxic filth away." The girl nodded and pushed the trolley back out of the room. Nathen sighed loudly.
"Who did she think you where? A regular person. Jesus! Anyway Ava, I think we should go to avoid crowds." "Crowds? Nathen I'm going out the back way, there won't be any crowds and John hasn't even wrestled yet." "Ava! Now!" Not so long ago, Nathen may have gotten away with it. But not now, and he knew instantly that he wouldn't. Ava turned to look at him and frowned. She actually frowned.
"Excuse me?" "Ava I have no idea what's come over you lately, thinking you now best, but it stops now. You have more important things to think about then some old friend with a crush on you." "Nathen. I am going to stay here whether you like it or not. I'll get myself back to the hotel so I think you should probably leave before I fire you." He had been so determined to fix whatever was wrong with Ava right there and then. He didn't like this attitude she was beginning to develop, but Nathen wasn't stupid. He picked up his bag and swept out of the room with his nose in the air. Ava shook her head in disbelief. Why was Nathen trying to control her? Or, maybe…, no, that was too scary to even think about. But the words burst out into her brain. What if Nathen had been like that all along and she was only just beginning to notice? No, that was absurd. Why would she just begin to notice now. Down in the ring below, John was coming out. Seeing him made something in Ava jolt, she wasn't suppose to be there. She had to get back to the hotel and call Josh immediately. She pulled on her leather coat, picked up her D&G bag and left the private box.
Security could only take her so far, a fight broke out in the stands and they had to go help. She didn't mind, everyone was still in their seats, no one would see her. Outside it was cold and the car was gone.
"Bastard!" Ava muttered under her breath, making a mental note to fire Nathen as soon as she saw him. She walked a little away from the arena and pulled out her cell phone, a private cab was her best option. Just as she had dialled the number she heard a mass of footsteps approaching and then:
"Hey! Are you….? Holy crap it's Ava Carson!" Ava put her phone away and smiled, that was until she saw the number of fans making their way to her. There where hundreds, fans who had left their seats to try and get a glimpse of wrestlers leaving the arena early.
"To think I wanted to meet the Dudley's! Here, sign this!" A thick white pad and marker pen where thrust into her face and she signed it graciously. Then there was another and another, and another. There where all closing in around her, screaming her name.
She felt a hand sneak into her coat pocket.
"Hey!" "Oh cool! I've got her phone!" "Give me that back!" The thief ignored her and disappeared laughing to herself. It was time to go.
"Sorry guys, I have to go!" she called loudly, giving her most sincere smile.
The fans didn't move and she only managed to push past a few.
"I didn't get an autograph!" "Yeah. Sign this for me!" "Come on, this is what your suppose to do!" "I can't!" Ava called, now feeling panicked. "I have to go." Ava didn't think it was possible, but the fans closed in closer. They where right in her face, blocking her escape, all screaming and shouting. She saw a break in them and dived to take it, but hands grabbed her coat and pulled her back in. There hands where in her hair, tugging her head back to try and get her attention, they where shaking her arms, a few pinching and Ava couldn't breath. This was her worst nightmare. A burst of adrenaline came over her and Ava pushed them out of her way and ran right back to the arena with the fans giving chase. As luck would have it (because otherwise Ava would have been stuck), the back door to the arena opened and a wrestler whose name she didn't know was coming out. She thanked her lucky stars, and ran through the halls.
John was lead to Ava by a security guard, and found her trying to reapply her smudged make up in a small mirror. It seemed she wasn't having much success.
"Are you alright?" John asked her.
She looked at him through the mirror. "Of course not. Would you be?" "You seem fine." And she really did. There didn't appear to be a mark on her and she wasn't sitting in a corner rocking back and forwards. She waited until the security guard had left the room and closed the door. She put her lip gloss down and turned to John, holding out her hand which was shaking.
"I need to keep up appearances, don't I?" "Did they hurt you?" Ava shook her head. "No. It was my fault really. I've never been out anywhere without a body guard. I didn't know what to do." "Where's your agent?" "He's probably back at the hotel. He took off in the car, which was the whole reason I got into this mess." Ava gave a little laugh and promptly started crying. John ran right over and put his arms around her.
"It's alright." "I know. I'm just shaken. It's all Nathen's fault." She quickly pulled back from him and checked her mascara. "Don't tell anyone you saw me cry." she said seriously.
"Don't worry Asscroft." Ava either didn't hear that, or ignored it. With a quick flick of her hair she turned back to him.
"Come on, let's go out. Give them all something to talk about." And they sure as hell would
And I have to put the cliff-hangers in to keep you guys interested! Enjoy-Kiera
Chapter Seven It seemed that the evening would go off without a hitch until half an hour before the show ended when a young women brought up some nachos.
"On the house." she explained and the trolley she brought in with her caused Nathen to shake his head.
"Mrs. Carson is on a special diet. One of which nacho's aren't apart of. So kindly take this toxic filth away." The girl nodded and pushed the trolley back out of the room. Nathen sighed loudly.
"Who did she think you where? A regular person. Jesus! Anyway Ava, I think we should go to avoid crowds." "Crowds? Nathen I'm going out the back way, there won't be any crowds and John hasn't even wrestled yet." "Ava! Now!" Not so long ago, Nathen may have gotten away with it. But not now, and he knew instantly that he wouldn't. Ava turned to look at him and frowned. She actually frowned.
"Excuse me?" "Ava I have no idea what's come over you lately, thinking you now best, but it stops now. You have more important things to think about then some old friend with a crush on you." "Nathen. I am going to stay here whether you like it or not. I'll get myself back to the hotel so I think you should probably leave before I fire you." He had been so determined to fix whatever was wrong with Ava right there and then. He didn't like this attitude she was beginning to develop, but Nathen wasn't stupid. He picked up his bag and swept out of the room with his nose in the air. Ava shook her head in disbelief. Why was Nathen trying to control her? Or, maybe…, no, that was too scary to even think about. But the words burst out into her brain. What if Nathen had been like that all along and she was only just beginning to notice? No, that was absurd. Why would she just begin to notice now. Down in the ring below, John was coming out. Seeing him made something in Ava jolt, she wasn't suppose to be there. She had to get back to the hotel and call Josh immediately. She pulled on her leather coat, picked up her D&G bag and left the private box.
Security could only take her so far, a fight broke out in the stands and they had to go help. She didn't mind, everyone was still in their seats, no one would see her. Outside it was cold and the car was gone.
"Bastard!" Ava muttered under her breath, making a mental note to fire Nathen as soon as she saw him. She walked a little away from the arena and pulled out her cell phone, a private cab was her best option. Just as she had dialled the number she heard a mass of footsteps approaching and then:
"Hey! Are you….? Holy crap it's Ava Carson!" Ava put her phone away and smiled, that was until she saw the number of fans making their way to her. There where hundreds, fans who had left their seats to try and get a glimpse of wrestlers leaving the arena early.
"To think I wanted to meet the Dudley's! Here, sign this!" A thick white pad and marker pen where thrust into her face and she signed it graciously. Then there was another and another, and another. There where all closing in around her, screaming her name.
She felt a hand sneak into her coat pocket.
"Hey!" "Oh cool! I've got her phone!" "Give me that back!" The thief ignored her and disappeared laughing to herself. It was time to go.
"Sorry guys, I have to go!" she called loudly, giving her most sincere smile.
The fans didn't move and she only managed to push past a few.
"I didn't get an autograph!" "Yeah. Sign this for me!" "Come on, this is what your suppose to do!" "I can't!" Ava called, now feeling panicked. "I have to go." Ava didn't think it was possible, but the fans closed in closer. They where right in her face, blocking her escape, all screaming and shouting. She saw a break in them and dived to take it, but hands grabbed her coat and pulled her back in. There hands where in her hair, tugging her head back to try and get her attention, they where shaking her arms, a few pinching and Ava couldn't breath. This was her worst nightmare. A burst of adrenaline came over her and Ava pushed them out of her way and ran right back to the arena with the fans giving chase. As luck would have it (because otherwise Ava would have been stuck), the back door to the arena opened and a wrestler whose name she didn't know was coming out. She thanked her lucky stars, and ran through the halls.
John was lead to Ava by a security guard, and found her trying to reapply her smudged make up in a small mirror. It seemed she wasn't having much success.
"Are you alright?" John asked her.
She looked at him through the mirror. "Of course not. Would you be?" "You seem fine." And she really did. There didn't appear to be a mark on her and she wasn't sitting in a corner rocking back and forwards. She waited until the security guard had left the room and closed the door. She put her lip gloss down and turned to John, holding out her hand which was shaking.
"I need to keep up appearances, don't I?" "Did they hurt you?" Ava shook her head. "No. It was my fault really. I've never been out anywhere without a body guard. I didn't know what to do." "Where's your agent?" "He's probably back at the hotel. He took off in the car, which was the whole reason I got into this mess." Ava gave a little laugh and promptly started crying. John ran right over and put his arms around her.
"It's alright." "I know. I'm just shaken. It's all Nathen's fault." She quickly pulled back from him and checked her mascara. "Don't tell anyone you saw me cry." she said seriously.
"Don't worry Asscroft." Ava either didn't hear that, or ignored it. With a quick flick of her hair she turned back to him.
"Come on, let's go out. Give them all something to talk about." And they sure as hell would