CHAPTER SIX
Date: February 9, 2005
Day: Wednesday
Dear Journal,
For the life of me, I just cannot understand Stephanie McMahon! One second she's getting me a championship match against John Cena and the next second she's providing my opponent with a steel chair to clobber me over the head with. Then she's checking on me after the match, then she's slapping the hell out of me. And then, all of a sudden, she's kissing me and telling me, "That's how much I care." And she's looking at me and she's starting to cry. And I don't understand any of it! I'm so confused!
Why is everything so complicated with her? One second, she acts like she wants me. Then, it's like, she just runs away from me. Like she's no longer interested in me. What the hell?
I don't want to make her cry. But she cries. And I don't understand it at all. Is it something that I say? Something that I do?
I'm going to make it up to her. Really. But I just don't know how I'm going to do that yet. I have a plan in mind but I don't want to write it out just yet. I know this doesn't make much sense, but I have to work out all the details and all the kinks in my mind before I write it down, if I decide to write it down at all...
The clock is ticking, so I better go. I need to take a shower and head over to the hotel. I need to look nice and clean, just in case I run into Stephanie again on the way... I hope I do, by the way. Run into Stephanie, that is...
More Next Time,
Chris
P.S. My face still stings from her slap. Damn, that woman is powerful! ...How hot!