Stephanie didn't want to leave me alone. I told her I'd be fine and to go to the show. She was very reluctant to go, but I gave her the OK. As we were talking there was a knock at the door. Stephanie answered it. Jay walked in with Matt.
"I can look after him as long as you want me to. I know what just happened to you knocked you a little silly. I can watch him." He said softly.
"I don't want to set you back any."
"It's nothing, Des. I don't mind in the least. I love the little guy. I have some of his things I got from Matt before all this. I don't care at all." He told me. "In fact, I insist on watching him while you get through this. You don't have to worry about it, I won't kill him."
"I know, it's not that. I trust you. I just don't want you to have to play parent without wanting to."
"I do want to." He said. "Adam doesn't care if that's what you're worried about. Trust me, it'll be all right." He walked to me, bent over, and kissed the top of my head. "He'll be fine. I'll come in to check on you later." Stephanie handed him a room key.
"See, it's going to be fine." Stephanie said. "I hate to do this, but I have to leave."
"I know." I replied. "Go."
"What if I see Paul?" She sounded nervous.
"Do what you wish." I told her. "Tell him whatever you want to, at this point I don't care."
She kissed the top of my head and left. I closed my eyes and when I awoke, Jay was in there. Matthew was walking around best he could and Jay was watching him. He smiled at me. I smiled back and rolled on my side.
"How's your back?" He asked.
"All right." I answered. "I'm doing better. My nerves are settling."
"That's good to hear." He picked Matthew up. "I was just going to leave when you woke up."
"He likes you."
"Excuse me?"
"Matthew, he likes you, a lot. I can tell. I know what you're going to say, the things you say everything this is mentioned, but here it goes anyway, you'd make a good father. You really would. And, I know deep down you want kids, badly."
"I haven't denied wanting kids. I've wanted kids for a while. And, I guess it's now showing." He looked at Matthew. "I do want a family. I'm missing something very important though, a wife."
"Don't go looking for one just to have one. You know what you're looking for."
"I do, but do you have any idea on how hard it is?" He asked.
"Yes." I answered. "She'll show up." With that, a loud thud came from outside the door. Jay opened it. "Who is it?"
"Excuse me, you wouldn't happen to know where Mark Calloway is, would you?" She asked. I could hear her.
"Actually, he's at a show." Jay answered. "And, I couldn't really tell you what room is his, I have no idea. Hang on one-second." I knew what he wanted before he had to ask.
"It's all right, Jay." I told him.
"Want to come in here then? Until Mark comes back?"
"Sure." She answered. I saw her walk in. I instantly knew she was related to Mark. She had his eyes and she resembled him. She was very pretty with brown hair and blue eyes.
"Hi, I'm Destiny." I said.
"I know." She replied with a smile. "Amaya."
"Have a seat." I told her. Jay picked up my son and put him on the bed he was sitting on. I was now sitting up and my shirt was down so my bruises were hidden.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't supposed to come in so late. You see, I'm Mark's younger sister and he wanted to spend some time with me so he asked me to come here and my flight was delayed and everything. I don't mean to be a burden."
"You're not." I told her. "I would have been stuck with him all damn night anyway, you're a life saver." She laughed.
"All right." She smiled. Jay was eating it up.
"Are you a fan, or are you someone who's just related to him?" I asked her.
"I'm a pretty decent fan. I don't know enough to write a book on the sport, but I know enough about it to call myself a pretty decent fan." She answered.
"Very well said." I replied.
"Who's child is that?" She asked. "He's adorable."
"He's mine." I answered. "My baby boy."
"How do you do it?" She asked.
"One day at a time." I answered. "One day at a time."
"How you handle life." She said.
Amaya was a sweet girl. She was defiantly related to Mark, you could tell by looks and actions. I could also tell that Jay was very much interested in her. I notice these things, and I could tell now. I, I could tell she was thinking the same thing about him. The light bulb went on in my head.
"When do you think they'll be back? I don't want to put you out anymore than I have to." She said.
"Don't worry, Amaya." Jay told her. "We need the company."
"Yeah, Jay gets boring after a while." I joked. He threw a pillow at me and it hit my back. "Ouch you asshole."
"Sorry." He said. He laughed to himself a little. I heard running down the hallway and there was a knock. Jay got it.
"Destiny." Steph came running in. "Wow, you look a lot-who are you?"
"Amaya. I'm Mark's younger sister."
"Oh, hello. I'm Stephanie McMahon. I saw Mark go to his room. Room 238."
"Thank you." Amaya said. "Thanks to the both of you."
"No problem." I smiled and Jay smiled too.
"I'll take Matthew again." Jay said and left.
"Where's Matt?" I asked.
"With his brother." Stephanie answered. "It's all right."
"What about Paul?"
"No one talked to Paul all night. He didn't talk to anyone." She told me. "Look, don't worry about Paul now. He needs time."
"I'll give him it."
"And, I'm sure by tomorrow thing's will be better." She said.
"We all hope it will." I replied. "How was Matt?"
"He was all right. He was pissed off, I had to plead him again to not go looking for Paul. Believe it or not, Jeff was a big help. They had a tag match and Jeff kept him busy the whole time. No fights broke out. But, after his match, Matt left with Jeff."
"You don't know where?" She shook her head no. "I hope he's all right."
"He is. He's with family."
"With Jeff."
"I know things with you and Jeff aren't so good, but Matt and Jeff are still brothers. They still look out for each other." Stephanie said. "I wouldn't worry about either of them."
I nodded. I laid back down and Stephanie stayed with me until I fell asleep. I couldn't shake the actions of earlier from my mind. It kept me awake most of the night. That, and I was worried about Matt. I didn't know what he'd do. He was with Jeff, which made me feel somewhat better. But, what if he found Paul? What would they do to each other? My mind tossed and turned as my body did all night.
The following morning, I met everyone in the hotel restaurant for breakfast. People were beginning to ask. No one had really seen or spoke to Paul since yesterday. Jay knew, he was down there with Matthew on his lap. Stephanie knew too, and many were asking her. All she could say was, "I don't know". Not many bought it, but it was all they could get out of her.
"How are you this morning?" Adam asked. "Better?"
"Yes, somewhat. Not really. Did Jay tell you?"
"He did. I'm not going to say anything, if that's what you wish."
"It is." I said.
"Then my lips are sealed. If anything should happen, you know you can come to me."
"I know it."
"Glad you do. Jay's doing fine with your son. Everything's great."
"I don't doubt him."
"You are brief in words." Adam noticed.
"I am."
"Why?" He asked.
"I don't feel much like talking, if that's all right." I answered. "My mind is full."
"I understand. Remember, I'm always here for you. Are you able to fight tonight?"
"Able, probably not. But I will." I replied. "I have to. I have singles competition. A title defense against Molly. I need to be there."
"I knew you'd answer that way." Adam said.
"You know me all too well." I smiled.
"For better or worse."
"Hopefully for better." I replied.
I smiled again and ate my breakfast. Jay wouldn't let me take Matthew back yet. He said not until I was ready, and he knew I wasn't. I took a long walk outside. It was beautiful out. I wanted to take advantage of this. As I walked, I saw Steve coming in with Debra.
"Hey there." Debra said to me. "How are you sweetheart?"
"Fine, and yourself?" I answered.
"Enjoying the last week before Unforgiven." Steve answered. "You have yourself a big match."
"I do. I can't wait."
"So, that feud with you and Amy hasn't calmed down any?"
"Steve." I said.
"Right, dumb question." He laughed. "Seen Paul at all?" I shook my head. "Really? I nodded again. "Something bothering you?"
"Nothing." I answered.
"You grew quit at the mention of Paul's name. That sumabitch do something to ya?"
"No, no nothing." I answered.
"Sure doll?" Debra asked. I nodded and went on my way. I didn't want anyone to know what happened between Paul and I. It was our business. I didn't want people to feel sorry for me and be angry at Paul. Paul's emotions always seem to get the better of him at times like this. And I knew in days time, he'd cool off and it would all be forgotten.
The walk did help in clearing my mind. Upon my return, I saw Amaya walking out of the hotel. I walked over to her. If I wanted to set her up with Jay, I had to befriend her.
"Something wrong?" I asked her.
"No, nothing. It's such a nice day out." She answered. I nodded. "Thanks again for being so sweet last night."
"It was nothing." I told her. "Was Mark good to see you?"
"He was." She smiled. "I'm going for a walk. I see you later."
"Bye now."
I went back in the hotel and saw DJ go in the weight room with Chris. I followed. A few guys were in there. Adam was, as was Mark. I sat down at a machine and watched, lifting some, but not much.
"I know you can do better than that." Chris told me.
"I know, but I don't feel like it. I'm freaking lazy right now."
"I know what you mean." Adam said.
"Adam, you're too damn lazy." DJ joked.
"You're right." Adam laughed. "So, you ready for that cage match?"
"Yes." I answered. "Good and ready."
"Don't kill yourself, or Amy. We all know how you can get in the heat of the moment." Chris said.
"I'll do what I have to."
"That's why we worry." Chris replied. I smiled.
"Chill out, I'll be a good girl."
"Yeah, right." DJ laughed.
"Mark, I had the liberty of meeting your sister last night. I just saw her before too." I said.
"You did?"
"Yes, I did. Sweet, sweet girl." I answered.
"She is." He said.
"She went for a walk, if you're wondering."
"She told me."
"Anyway." Adam said. "I really don't feel like fighting tonight."
"I do." I said. "I get Molly."
"Title defense, I know. Jay and I have Matt and Jeff."
"Matt's a little pissed, I'd watch him in the ring." I told Adam.
"I know." Adam replied.
We talked for a little while longer, and then all of us had to start heading to the arena. Chris and I drove together. He didn't know about Paul, and wanted to know what was going on. I didn't want to say anything at first, but I felt I had to. At a red light I lifted the back of my shirt up and showed him the bruises.
"He did that? Paul did that?" He asked. I nodded. "Shit, what the hell happened?" I looked at him. "God, Destiny, you show me this and you don't tell me? You have to now."
"All right, all right. Matt and I are getting married." I blurted. "We're doing it because of Matthew. We want to be a family." He didn't say anything. "Chris?"
"You sure about this?" He asked me.
"I am. It's for Matthew, I'd do anything."
"I know you would." He sighed. "Who am I to stop you?" I smiled and kissed his cheek.
"This means a lot to me."
We arrived at the arena and went to our locker rooms. Molly and I talked briefly about our match and went our separate ways. I walked aimlessly down the hallways. I knew this match would do it's toll on my back, but I knew it would also clear my mind. I was looking forward to getting into the ring.
When I got out there, I told Molly I'd be rough. "I'm apologizing now for anything I do. I'm pissed off and I need to vent." I told her in the first lockup. "Don't worry about it." She replied. And, I went on. I felt bad for the amount of punishment I made Molly take in. But, she handled it like a pro. When it was all said and done, I took my belt and walked angrily up the ramp.
"Lita, take notice of this match." JR said. "Destiny showed no mercy towards Molly Holly." The thing was, I was trying to set an example for Amy. I was setting one for Paul. Kind of like, well here I am battered and bruised and I can still kick ass, you can't stop me.
"I'll agree with you there." King replied. "Destiny is on a path of destruction and her path leads her to Unforgiven."
I pushed past everyone backstage and into my locker room. I threw the belt into my locker and sat down, putting my head in my hands. There was a knock and Mark walked in. He took a seat.
"Now, I know you admire me and all, but you don't have start acting like me." He told me. I looked up with a deadly look on my face. "All right, this isn't about Amy, is it?"
"What it's about isn't anyone's Goddamn business." I told him. "Sorry, I'm just on edge right now."
"It's all right, sit down chill out." He said. He stood up and started rubbing my shoulders. "Well, I do know it's not about Amy, in fact, it seems far worse."
"It is, and it's a personal issue I don't want to talk about. Things will be said when the time is right."
"No one's pushing you to talk." He said. He stopped. "I have an interview to do. Kane and I have a big match."
"Go." I told him. "Kick ass."
"Naturally." Next in the room was Matt. It was the first time I had seen him since it all happened.
"You did good." He told me. "Couldn't tell you were hurting."
"Well, now I'm feeling it."
"I haven't talked to Paul, haven't seen him either. But, he is here. He's got a match against Steve."
"I know he's here." I sighed. "I hate that he's mad at me."
"I hate it too." Matt sat down. "And that he hurt you."
"I could careless about that now, really. He's just angry at me."
"He has to accept this." Matt said. "I mean, we're doing this."
"We are." I got up.
"Where are you going?"
"To walk around the arena, find Chris tell him I'm hanging backstage."
"All right. Be good."
I nodded and left. I told Chris, and he understood. I had come up with a plan that I knew I had to do. Paul had Steve tonight. After I walked around the inside of the arena, and outside of it, I came back inside in time for their match. I hung backstage, holding a steel chair. And, when the time was right, I ran out and nailed Austin in the back. The bell rang for a DQ and Austin stunned me, then left the ring. Paul got back up and came over to me, where Stephanie all ready was. He grabbed a mic.
"Austin! Austin, where the hell do you think you're going?" He yelled. "You think this is over? I don't think so. You touch my baby girl like that, and I'm going to have to break your neck. Get your ass back in here!" Austin turned and looked at him. "C'mon Austin! I can wait here all night."
It didn't take Steve long to get back in there. Stephanie rolled me out of the ring and the two had it out. She leaned me against the ring and looked at me, make sure I was all right.
"What were you thinking?" She asked. "Your neck, you're back, you fine?"
"I am." I answered. "Bruises hurt like a bitch."
"If you wanted to get Paul's attention, there are easier ways." She smiled and helped me up.
Triple H and Austin fought some more until refs came out and broke it up. And RAW went off the air. EMTs took me to the back just to make sure everything was all right. My bruises were found by them, and I made up some BS story about them. Then Paul came in.
"Leave us, please." Paul said. My shirt was cut in the back and my bruises were shown. I rolled over. "What were you doing?"
"Hitting Steve in the back with a chair." I answered.
"Don't get smart. Why were you there?" He kept looking at my back.
"Because I wanted to be there." I answered. "Did you mean what you said?"
"We're working, I had to work on the story line." He answered. My heart sunk.
"And no, these bruises aren't from the ring." I said near tears. I got up and ran off.
I ran, crying, down the hall. I ran into Jay. He held me and told me to calm down.
"It's all right, Destiny, it's all right." He told me. "I've got Matt, everything'll be all right."
"Why?" I cried. "Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why must he be like this?"
"I don't know, hun, I don't know." Matt saw us and knew. Paul walked across the other end of the hall way.
"Asshole!" Matt yelled. Then, he made a bee line for Paul.
"I can look after him as long as you want me to. I know what just happened to you knocked you a little silly. I can watch him." He said softly.
"I don't want to set you back any."
"It's nothing, Des. I don't mind in the least. I love the little guy. I have some of his things I got from Matt before all this. I don't care at all." He told me. "In fact, I insist on watching him while you get through this. You don't have to worry about it, I won't kill him."
"I know, it's not that. I trust you. I just don't want you to have to play parent without wanting to."
"I do want to." He said. "Adam doesn't care if that's what you're worried about. Trust me, it'll be all right." He walked to me, bent over, and kissed the top of my head. "He'll be fine. I'll come in to check on you later." Stephanie handed him a room key.
"See, it's going to be fine." Stephanie said. "I hate to do this, but I have to leave."
"I know." I replied. "Go."
"What if I see Paul?" She sounded nervous.
"Do what you wish." I told her. "Tell him whatever you want to, at this point I don't care."
She kissed the top of my head and left. I closed my eyes and when I awoke, Jay was in there. Matthew was walking around best he could and Jay was watching him. He smiled at me. I smiled back and rolled on my side.
"How's your back?" He asked.
"All right." I answered. "I'm doing better. My nerves are settling."
"That's good to hear." He picked Matthew up. "I was just going to leave when you woke up."
"He likes you."
"Excuse me?"
"Matthew, he likes you, a lot. I can tell. I know what you're going to say, the things you say everything this is mentioned, but here it goes anyway, you'd make a good father. You really would. And, I know deep down you want kids, badly."
"I haven't denied wanting kids. I've wanted kids for a while. And, I guess it's now showing." He looked at Matthew. "I do want a family. I'm missing something very important though, a wife."
"Don't go looking for one just to have one. You know what you're looking for."
"I do, but do you have any idea on how hard it is?" He asked.
"Yes." I answered. "She'll show up." With that, a loud thud came from outside the door. Jay opened it. "Who is it?"
"Excuse me, you wouldn't happen to know where Mark Calloway is, would you?" She asked. I could hear her.
"Actually, he's at a show." Jay answered. "And, I couldn't really tell you what room is his, I have no idea. Hang on one-second." I knew what he wanted before he had to ask.
"It's all right, Jay." I told him.
"Want to come in here then? Until Mark comes back?"
"Sure." She answered. I saw her walk in. I instantly knew she was related to Mark. She had his eyes and she resembled him. She was very pretty with brown hair and blue eyes.
"Hi, I'm Destiny." I said.
"I know." She replied with a smile. "Amaya."
"Have a seat." I told her. Jay picked up my son and put him on the bed he was sitting on. I was now sitting up and my shirt was down so my bruises were hidden.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't supposed to come in so late. You see, I'm Mark's younger sister and he wanted to spend some time with me so he asked me to come here and my flight was delayed and everything. I don't mean to be a burden."
"You're not." I told her. "I would have been stuck with him all damn night anyway, you're a life saver." She laughed.
"All right." She smiled. Jay was eating it up.
"Are you a fan, or are you someone who's just related to him?" I asked her.
"I'm a pretty decent fan. I don't know enough to write a book on the sport, but I know enough about it to call myself a pretty decent fan." She answered.
"Very well said." I replied.
"Who's child is that?" She asked. "He's adorable."
"He's mine." I answered. "My baby boy."
"How do you do it?" She asked.
"One day at a time." I answered. "One day at a time."
"How you handle life." She said.
Amaya was a sweet girl. She was defiantly related to Mark, you could tell by looks and actions. I could also tell that Jay was very much interested in her. I notice these things, and I could tell now. I, I could tell she was thinking the same thing about him. The light bulb went on in my head.
"When do you think they'll be back? I don't want to put you out anymore than I have to." She said.
"Don't worry, Amaya." Jay told her. "We need the company."
"Yeah, Jay gets boring after a while." I joked. He threw a pillow at me and it hit my back. "Ouch you asshole."
"Sorry." He said. He laughed to himself a little. I heard running down the hallway and there was a knock. Jay got it.
"Destiny." Steph came running in. "Wow, you look a lot-who are you?"
"Amaya. I'm Mark's younger sister."
"Oh, hello. I'm Stephanie McMahon. I saw Mark go to his room. Room 238."
"Thank you." Amaya said. "Thanks to the both of you."
"No problem." I smiled and Jay smiled too.
"I'll take Matthew again." Jay said and left.
"Where's Matt?" I asked.
"With his brother." Stephanie answered. "It's all right."
"What about Paul?"
"No one talked to Paul all night. He didn't talk to anyone." She told me. "Look, don't worry about Paul now. He needs time."
"I'll give him it."
"And, I'm sure by tomorrow thing's will be better." She said.
"We all hope it will." I replied. "How was Matt?"
"He was all right. He was pissed off, I had to plead him again to not go looking for Paul. Believe it or not, Jeff was a big help. They had a tag match and Jeff kept him busy the whole time. No fights broke out. But, after his match, Matt left with Jeff."
"You don't know where?" She shook her head no. "I hope he's all right."
"He is. He's with family."
"With Jeff."
"I know things with you and Jeff aren't so good, but Matt and Jeff are still brothers. They still look out for each other." Stephanie said. "I wouldn't worry about either of them."
I nodded. I laid back down and Stephanie stayed with me until I fell asleep. I couldn't shake the actions of earlier from my mind. It kept me awake most of the night. That, and I was worried about Matt. I didn't know what he'd do. He was with Jeff, which made me feel somewhat better. But, what if he found Paul? What would they do to each other? My mind tossed and turned as my body did all night.
The following morning, I met everyone in the hotel restaurant for breakfast. People were beginning to ask. No one had really seen or spoke to Paul since yesterday. Jay knew, he was down there with Matthew on his lap. Stephanie knew too, and many were asking her. All she could say was, "I don't know". Not many bought it, but it was all they could get out of her.
"How are you this morning?" Adam asked. "Better?"
"Yes, somewhat. Not really. Did Jay tell you?"
"He did. I'm not going to say anything, if that's what you wish."
"It is." I said.
"Then my lips are sealed. If anything should happen, you know you can come to me."
"I know it."
"Glad you do. Jay's doing fine with your son. Everything's great."
"I don't doubt him."
"You are brief in words." Adam noticed.
"I am."
"Why?" He asked.
"I don't feel much like talking, if that's all right." I answered. "My mind is full."
"I understand. Remember, I'm always here for you. Are you able to fight tonight?"
"Able, probably not. But I will." I replied. "I have to. I have singles competition. A title defense against Molly. I need to be there."
"I knew you'd answer that way." Adam said.
"You know me all too well." I smiled.
"For better or worse."
"Hopefully for better." I replied.
I smiled again and ate my breakfast. Jay wouldn't let me take Matthew back yet. He said not until I was ready, and he knew I wasn't. I took a long walk outside. It was beautiful out. I wanted to take advantage of this. As I walked, I saw Steve coming in with Debra.
"Hey there." Debra said to me. "How are you sweetheart?"
"Fine, and yourself?" I answered.
"Enjoying the last week before Unforgiven." Steve answered. "You have yourself a big match."
"I do. I can't wait."
"So, that feud with you and Amy hasn't calmed down any?"
"Steve." I said.
"Right, dumb question." He laughed. "Seen Paul at all?" I shook my head. "Really? I nodded again. "Something bothering you?"
"Nothing." I answered.
"You grew quit at the mention of Paul's name. That sumabitch do something to ya?"
"No, no nothing." I answered.
"Sure doll?" Debra asked. I nodded and went on my way. I didn't want anyone to know what happened between Paul and I. It was our business. I didn't want people to feel sorry for me and be angry at Paul. Paul's emotions always seem to get the better of him at times like this. And I knew in days time, he'd cool off and it would all be forgotten.
The walk did help in clearing my mind. Upon my return, I saw Amaya walking out of the hotel. I walked over to her. If I wanted to set her up with Jay, I had to befriend her.
"Something wrong?" I asked her.
"No, nothing. It's such a nice day out." She answered. I nodded. "Thanks again for being so sweet last night."
"It was nothing." I told her. "Was Mark good to see you?"
"He was." She smiled. "I'm going for a walk. I see you later."
"Bye now."
I went back in the hotel and saw DJ go in the weight room with Chris. I followed. A few guys were in there. Adam was, as was Mark. I sat down at a machine and watched, lifting some, but not much.
"I know you can do better than that." Chris told me.
"I know, but I don't feel like it. I'm freaking lazy right now."
"I know what you mean." Adam said.
"Adam, you're too damn lazy." DJ joked.
"You're right." Adam laughed. "So, you ready for that cage match?"
"Yes." I answered. "Good and ready."
"Don't kill yourself, or Amy. We all know how you can get in the heat of the moment." Chris said.
"I'll do what I have to."
"That's why we worry." Chris replied. I smiled.
"Chill out, I'll be a good girl."
"Yeah, right." DJ laughed.
"Mark, I had the liberty of meeting your sister last night. I just saw her before too." I said.
"You did?"
"Yes, I did. Sweet, sweet girl." I answered.
"She is." He said.
"She went for a walk, if you're wondering."
"She told me."
"Anyway." Adam said. "I really don't feel like fighting tonight."
"I do." I said. "I get Molly."
"Title defense, I know. Jay and I have Matt and Jeff."
"Matt's a little pissed, I'd watch him in the ring." I told Adam.
"I know." Adam replied.
We talked for a little while longer, and then all of us had to start heading to the arena. Chris and I drove together. He didn't know about Paul, and wanted to know what was going on. I didn't want to say anything at first, but I felt I had to. At a red light I lifted the back of my shirt up and showed him the bruises.
"He did that? Paul did that?" He asked. I nodded. "Shit, what the hell happened?" I looked at him. "God, Destiny, you show me this and you don't tell me? You have to now."
"All right, all right. Matt and I are getting married." I blurted. "We're doing it because of Matthew. We want to be a family." He didn't say anything. "Chris?"
"You sure about this?" He asked me.
"I am. It's for Matthew, I'd do anything."
"I know you would." He sighed. "Who am I to stop you?" I smiled and kissed his cheek.
"This means a lot to me."
We arrived at the arena and went to our locker rooms. Molly and I talked briefly about our match and went our separate ways. I walked aimlessly down the hallways. I knew this match would do it's toll on my back, but I knew it would also clear my mind. I was looking forward to getting into the ring.
When I got out there, I told Molly I'd be rough. "I'm apologizing now for anything I do. I'm pissed off and I need to vent." I told her in the first lockup. "Don't worry about it." She replied. And, I went on. I felt bad for the amount of punishment I made Molly take in. But, she handled it like a pro. When it was all said and done, I took my belt and walked angrily up the ramp.
"Lita, take notice of this match." JR said. "Destiny showed no mercy towards Molly Holly." The thing was, I was trying to set an example for Amy. I was setting one for Paul. Kind of like, well here I am battered and bruised and I can still kick ass, you can't stop me.
"I'll agree with you there." King replied. "Destiny is on a path of destruction and her path leads her to Unforgiven."
I pushed past everyone backstage and into my locker room. I threw the belt into my locker and sat down, putting my head in my hands. There was a knock and Mark walked in. He took a seat.
"Now, I know you admire me and all, but you don't have start acting like me." He told me. I looked up with a deadly look on my face. "All right, this isn't about Amy, is it?"
"What it's about isn't anyone's Goddamn business." I told him. "Sorry, I'm just on edge right now."
"It's all right, sit down chill out." He said. He stood up and started rubbing my shoulders. "Well, I do know it's not about Amy, in fact, it seems far worse."
"It is, and it's a personal issue I don't want to talk about. Things will be said when the time is right."
"No one's pushing you to talk." He said. He stopped. "I have an interview to do. Kane and I have a big match."
"Go." I told him. "Kick ass."
"Naturally." Next in the room was Matt. It was the first time I had seen him since it all happened.
"You did good." He told me. "Couldn't tell you were hurting."
"Well, now I'm feeling it."
"I haven't talked to Paul, haven't seen him either. But, he is here. He's got a match against Steve."
"I know he's here." I sighed. "I hate that he's mad at me."
"I hate it too." Matt sat down. "And that he hurt you."
"I could careless about that now, really. He's just angry at me."
"He has to accept this." Matt said. "I mean, we're doing this."
"We are." I got up.
"Where are you going?"
"To walk around the arena, find Chris tell him I'm hanging backstage."
"All right. Be good."
I nodded and left. I told Chris, and he understood. I had come up with a plan that I knew I had to do. Paul had Steve tonight. After I walked around the inside of the arena, and outside of it, I came back inside in time for their match. I hung backstage, holding a steel chair. And, when the time was right, I ran out and nailed Austin in the back. The bell rang for a DQ and Austin stunned me, then left the ring. Paul got back up and came over to me, where Stephanie all ready was. He grabbed a mic.
"Austin! Austin, where the hell do you think you're going?" He yelled. "You think this is over? I don't think so. You touch my baby girl like that, and I'm going to have to break your neck. Get your ass back in here!" Austin turned and looked at him. "C'mon Austin! I can wait here all night."
It didn't take Steve long to get back in there. Stephanie rolled me out of the ring and the two had it out. She leaned me against the ring and looked at me, make sure I was all right.
"What were you thinking?" She asked. "Your neck, you're back, you fine?"
"I am." I answered. "Bruises hurt like a bitch."
"If you wanted to get Paul's attention, there are easier ways." She smiled and helped me up.
Triple H and Austin fought some more until refs came out and broke it up. And RAW went off the air. EMTs took me to the back just to make sure everything was all right. My bruises were found by them, and I made up some BS story about them. Then Paul came in.
"Leave us, please." Paul said. My shirt was cut in the back and my bruises were shown. I rolled over. "What were you doing?"
"Hitting Steve in the back with a chair." I answered.
"Don't get smart. Why were you there?" He kept looking at my back.
"Because I wanted to be there." I answered. "Did you mean what you said?"
"We're working, I had to work on the story line." He answered. My heart sunk.
"And no, these bruises aren't from the ring." I said near tears. I got up and ran off.
I ran, crying, down the hall. I ran into Jay. He held me and told me to calm down.
"It's all right, Destiny, it's all right." He told me. "I've got Matt, everything'll be all right."
"Why?" I cried. "Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why must he be like this?"
"I don't know, hun, I don't know." Matt saw us and knew. Paul walked across the other end of the hall way.
"Asshole!" Matt yelled. Then, he made a bee line for Paul.