A/N: Thank you Phoenix... awesome review as always. Huge thanks to Batistas babe. Also much thanks to harmonie9, Lady Vladislaus, shady-angel82, and wrestlenascargirl. I love you all. I hope you enjoy the new chapter. Sorry it took so long.
Chapter 6
"Can you believe it," Celeste squeaked. She and Amy walked excitedly down the hall. The three men who would also be involved in the match tonight followed a short distance behind. Excited glances were exchanged as the girls stood in front of them shrieking. They were happy for the girls. They knew if any two females had ever deserved a shot like this it was Amy and Celeste. They had worked harder than anyone before them to get where they were at that moment.
"Wowwies, they were all watching. That was soooo exciting," Celeste smiled.
"I know. That was such an incredible feeling. I wonder how the crowd will react..."
"I dunno but I can't wait to find out."
"Me neither!"
The girls took off running. The men continued to walk a leisurely pace. They knew where the two red haired divas were headed: catering.
"How long do you think they'll be like this," Randy asked when the red headed divas were out of sight.
"I dunno man. They're pretty friggin' excited," Dave laughed.
"If I know Ames she'll calm down shortly but she'll still be talking about it next week," Punk added. Randy nodded.
"I'd say that C will still be excited this time next year," Randy said after a moment of thought. The continued to talk as the walked down one of the many long halls.
"Oh my god," Trish squeaked pacing angrily. Tomko watched the blonde woman as she ranted.
"I can't believe they gave that stupid little bitch a main event. I deserve the main event but noooo Trish can't be in the main event," she screamed. She slung a chair across the room.
"I hate her," she ranted on.
"I know you do Trish but it's not gonna help you any to yell about it. You should use that anger to get better in the ring. Then, they might give you the same opportunity," he said trying to reason with the irate blonde.
"How can you say that? You're just like the rest of them. Get the hell out of here. I hate you," she fumed. A vase flew through the air at Tyson. He ducked out of the door just in time to avoid the contact. She screamed at him again even though she knew he would be too far down the hall to hear her. Tyson was starting to get sick of the constant ranting of the less than lady like diva. The fact that Tyson had walked out only angered the blonde more.
Trish continued to destroy the room for a while but eventually fatigue set in and calmed her. She put great effort into making herself look as if nothing was wrong before exiting the severely damaged room.
"Mind if we join you or are you still too busy freaking out to talk to us," Randy said as he stood next the table the girls occupied.
"We're finished freaking out... for a while," Celeste said smiling. Randy returned a flirty smile though he knew he no longer had a shot with the young girl. It didn't really bother him. He had his sights set on another diva.
"So, you still going on that date tonight," Randy brought up the one thing Celeste didn't want to think about at that moment.
"Yes..." she responded after some time.
"You don't want to," Punk had totally missed the events of the last ten hours. Amy grabbed his arm.
"She agreed before she knew Dave liked her. He's the one she wants, not Adam. Now she wants to cancel but feels like she can't," Amy explained in a low voice.
"Oh, I had no clue..." The pair rejoined the group.
"I... uh... think I'm gonna go get ready," Celeste stammered.
"Mind if I tag along," Dave asked cautiously, he definitely didn't want to push her away at this time. Instead of a verbal response she took his hand. Amy, Punk and Randy sat at the table in shock. They looked at each other.
She walked down the hall outside of her dressing room quietly. After she had walked a few steps he heard a familiar voice. As it approached she realized it belonged to Dave. She ducked behind some boxed and watched as he passed with Celeste.
When she knew they were far enough away not to notice she stepped back out into the hall. She quickly turned the other direction and walked towards the men's locker room.
"Hey Adam," Trish said as she walked towards the obviously distraught man.
"What do you want," Adam asked as he glared at her.
"I wanted to check on you. I heard about Celeste. I'm so sorry."
"Wait, wait what the hell are you talking about," he said in a confused manner.
"Oh, you haven't heard..." Adam shook his head.
"Well... I saw her hand in hand with Dave earlier," she said. Adam sunk down further.
"I'm so sorry Adam," Trish continued. He looked up at the Canadian woman.
"Trish, can we talk about this later? I have to get ready for my match," he said.
"Sure, here's my room number," she said as she scribbled it on a piece of paper. He took the paper and stood up slowly. He looked at the blonde once more before heading to the locker room. Trish stood silently as she watched him walk around the corner. A smile slowly crossed the lips of the dark eyed girl.
"What do you think," she said as she walked into the dimly lit room.
"I love it," Dave said to the girl who stood before him in a pair of short black shorts with a lilac leather halter top corset with black trim. She wore knee high black leather boots as well. A lilac and violet head band decorated with a black sun held back the long red hair. Violet fingerless gloves adorned her hands. She also wore a sarong. The belt was fashioned as theone form the previousshowbut the long material that hung from it was not. The fabric of this sarong was black and Lilac. It connected in the same manner as her other sarongs.
The small girl smiled from Dave's answer. He remembered how she was always thrilled when he liked her clothes and anything else for that matter. He began to wonder why he had never realized how attracted they were to each other. As he thought about the past few days and then months it became clear as day that she had wanted him all along. When he became irritated with himself he decided to leave it at hind sight is 20/20.
The door swung open making Celeste jump. She quickly moved behind Dave when she saw who it was. It was obvious Adam was irate. He had come to confront Dave but when he saw Celeste he decided otherwise. He simply glared at the big man while telling Celeste the date was off before slamming the heavy metal door. Dave felt Celeste jump as the sound rang through the small room.
He heard a whimper from behind him. He turned to see the small girl trembling. He wrapped his arms around her and silently cursed the blonde who had just let the room. His eyes grew dark as he stared out the single window in the room.
End note: Sorry it's so short. I'll try to do better next time.
