Again I hope you all enjoy these two Chapters... And I almost forgot one reviewer asked if the characters that are in this story now are the only ones to make an appearance in this Fic..... I don't think I will dissapoint......... Sorry, I don't want to give too much away... LOL... And I wish I owned the men from WWE cause then I wouldn't need to write this....... I could act it out if I wanted to.


Chapter 6

My eyes fluttered open and I turned my head toward the window to see that it had become dark outside, and I groaned. After the fiasco in the ring with Mark, my girlie side had won, and I came up to my room and cried my eyes out.

When it came to wrestling, I usually could keep my head. Even when I was learning it never hurt physically as much as Mark's words did emotionally. I don't remember falling asleep, but now that I'm awake I regret my actions. It was constructive, not personal... So why did I over-react? Hell if I know...

I do know, however, that I'm going to have to face the boys sooner or later, so might as well suck it up now. Sitting up, I threw my leg over the side of the bed and rubbed my puffy eyes, then padded my way to the bathroom to splash some cold water onto my tired face.

Looking up, I stared at my reflection, and frowned, as I reached for the hand towel to pat away the excess water... My usually shining hair was matted down from a days worth of sweat, my eyes were red and swollen with a hint of dark patches below them and dried tears still crusted to my skin.

"God, I can't go down there like this." I muttered to myself before focusing my eyes to the large garden tub behind me in the reflection.

Stripping off my gear, I ran a nice hot bath. Squirting some bubbles into the stream of water that flowed from the faucet, I lit a few of the candles that sat on the ledge of the tub, and turned out the lights, then I went to settle my worn frame into the hot water, letting the steam clear my mind.

"Cheyenne?" A male voice asked from the other side of the bathroom door not long after I had myself settled.

I contemplated ignoring it, but answered anyway, "Yeah?"

"You ok in there?" Marti asked sounding concerned.

"Yes." I called back, running my arms over the thick bubbles to make sure I was covered, "Come on in."

Leaning my head back and closing my eyes I waited as he slowly turned the nob, then listened as the door creaked open, "It's fine, Marti, I'm covered." I assured him.

He sighed, "Good... Umm... Listen, I just wanted to come up and make sure you're alright." he stated sitting on the closed toilet seat next to me.

I took in another deep breath of steam and peered at him through slitted eyes, "Yes, hon, I'm fine... I just needed a break."

"I understand, princess, you've been working yourself to the bone... We're all worried that you may be doing too much." he admitted.

I waived my hand at him, as if to tell him he wasn't being serious, "I'm fine, really... I just needed to get away from it all for a minute."

Marti laughed, shaking his head, "Is that what they are calling it now?"

"What are you talking about." I answered, sliding my hands over my tingling legs under the water, "All I did was come up and take a nap, Marti, be reasonable."

"Honey, that has got to be the worlds longest nap I've ever known a person to take... You've been up here sleeping for a day and a half."

"WHAT?!" I screamed sitting upright suddenly, and sending bubbles and water across the bathroom, soaking Marti.

"You've been up here since yesterday. You slept through last night, and all day today." he informed me wiping away the bubbles from his face.

"OH MY GOD! Why didn't you wake me up or something? DAMN!"

"Chey, you've been working your ass off for weeks helping me to get this going, plus the gym..."

"HOLY SHIT! They are sure to fire me!" I yelled realizing that if the fight with Mark was yesterday that would make today Thursday and I was supposed to work.

"Calm down." Marti stated holding his hands up in a defensive manner, "I called Scott and told him what was up. He said it was no problem, that the staff will fill in for you... He gave strict instructions for you to take some time off... however long you need..."

I shook my head and started to make my way out of the bath, "Turn around!" I barked reaching for my towel.

"C'mon Chey, be reasonable..." He started but I cut him off.

"TURN AROUND!"

He turned his back to me as I stood and wrapped a towel about myself, "I can't believe this... I have to call him."

"What's all the yelling..." John busted into the bathroom just as the towel covered me, "OOPS!" he exclaimed turning away.

"What the hell is going on?" Mark asked colliding into John in the doorway with such a force that it brought the two of them into the bathroom, landing in a heap at the base of the tub.

"Doesn't anyone besides Marti, KNOCK?!" I yelled climbing from my once relaxing bath and stepping over the two bodies on the floor.

Marti jumped to his feet as all three men fought to leave the bathroom, all at once. "Chey, he said if you call him, you're fired!" he yelled at me.

I stopped mid dial and put the phone back on the charger and barried my face in my hands, "What else can go wrong?" I cried.


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