I guess i'll relieve all this suspense. lol. If something doesnt make sense for some reason half of my end sentences in my paragraghs were gone for some reason. I hoped i fixed it though.
The Preparation
"Just be ready for the match." Larry left and Scott took off too. As hard as he tried he couldn't get me out of it. I ploppeddown onto the couch and read it over.Petey sat beside me and studied the papers as if that would change them.
"I have to be unescorted and no interference will be permitted." I read out loud.
"That's crap. You are not doing this."
"I don't really have a choice. But I will need your help to get ready for this Petey." I looked at him then back at the contract. I was summoned to participate in a handicap match against none other than Austin Aries and Roderick Strong. They didn't take kindly to me getting in between them and Petey. Larry knew they wouldn't leave him alone until he let them have their way. He no doubt was aware of what it would do to the ratings.
I hopped back onto my feet.
"This isn't working Petey. You need to find someone to actually fight me." Petey scratched his head and nodded. My speed was increasing and my reflexes were getting better. But Petey was not willing to hit me or to practice a bit rougher. I plopped back down on the mat.
"Maybe if you tried a bit harder I'd find you some one for you." I stood back up and we went for a bit longer. Petey was still a lot faster and kept out maneuvering me until I got frustrated. "C'mon Trin you're letting your temper win. Don't get frustrated just think." I pushed him back and ran my hand threw my hair.
"I am thinking! I'm thinking about how the hell I got myselfinto this and how I'm gonna get my ass kicked out there for not minding my own business." I yelled at him letting my emotions get the best of me.
"Sshh." Petey rushed forward and wrapped his arms around me. "I'm sorry. I won't let you get hurt out there baby but we need to work." I pulled back and nodded. I had to trust him sowe went for another round. It went a lot better because Petey eased up a bit and was more relaxed.
"Hi." Sonjay came walking down the ramp. He hopped into the ring and offered to help out. Petey sat back and watched giving advice and instructions. After a few hours I was exhausted so I slid out of the ring and thanked Sonjay and Petey and I left.
I jumped upand kicked Eric on the shoulder after he threw me into the Irish whip. He was a great person to practice with. For once I had the advantage and was able to do moves without planning them. He didn't have a problem with tossing me around either.For the past few days I've been doing heavy practicing with anyone who wanted to fight. I thought I was improving a bit in speed and I was able to reverse moves faster. I was sore every night when I got home. We've been putting in long days. I just hope that it pays off. None of us really talked about my match or the most likely outcome. I pushed it out of my mind and concentrated on practising.
I paced my way back down the hall the opposite way I just came from. I felt nauseous and was sure that in seconds I would have to race to the bathroom. The locker room was empty and it didn't give me enough space to walk around so I left and headed to the hallway. For my match I wore my red track pants and my jersey over a white tank top.
"Hey." Petey came up to me. "You almost ready? You're up next." I nodded and ran my hands threw my hair. He placed his hand on my back and we went into the locker room. Petey pulled open a couple drawers and came back over to me with tape to wrap my wrists and hands. He didn't say anything but i felt comforted having him there.When he was done I flexed my fingers.
"I can't do this. I'm going to go out there and do horribly. I'll lose and get beat up and make team Canada look bad." I took a deep breath and prepared to list off more things but Petey shut me up by putting his hand behind me head and pulling me to him and kissing me. My mind went completely blank and I just stood there. He pulled back and looked at me.
"Are you calm now." I just nodded unable to form a sentence. He took a step back and grinned. I turned towards the door to go for my match. There was a sharp slap on my ass and I whipped around to Petey. He just pointed to the door. "Get out there."