A/N: My Internet is broken, and will be for a while. So updates will only be on a Thursday when I use my fabulous friend's (Laura) computer. Any way no other news, I have still not magically turned into a McMahon, therefore I own nothing.
Chapter 6. Hello again.
Jodie slipped out of the house while Jeff was arguing with the girls on whether they should follow her or not. The girls knew that Jodie had to do this alone, but they also knew that Jeff was incapable of staying at home and waiting for her return.
Jodie flung her bag into the passenger seat of her 2002 black corvette, exactly the same as Jeff's, down to the spill of blue manic panic on the floor. She pulled off the driveway and waited till she was at the end of the street before revving up the engine.
Jodie had learnt how to drive from Jeff and of course drove like a maniac, but today she easily dodged on coming traffic and zipped down the highway quickly. She pulled into the parking lot of the arena. She knew would be working. Jodie distracted the guard informing him of a fight between wrestlers, and waited until no one was around before slipping into the backstage area.
She walked past catering and a few offices and locker rooms. She even saw old friends, but she kept her head down under her hood. They had not seen her. And that's when she seen it. The door that marked her destination. She leant back against the wall for a while and waited until the hall was clear and making sure he was the only one in the locker room.
Jodie walked into the room, closing the door behind her quickly, she scanned the room before hearing running water. He was in the shower but wouldn't be long, past experience told her this. She could calculate his every move. She was sure he'd only have a towel on when he walked out and that he wouldn't even look in her direction, where she had currently sat herself on the sofa.
And Jodie was right; he walked out of the bathroom in only a towel. Jodie felt her heart go weak. It always did when she saw him, but her mind screamed what she had to do.
"Well aren't you gunna say hello?" Jodie asked smiling to herself when he jumped.
"Hello again." His voice was always much softer when he spoke to her. His piercing blue eyes travelled over her body. In two quick strides he was stood in front of Jodie. "Get up." He ordered. She would do what she was told for now, just to keep him happy until she had what she wanted.
She shuddered when his cool hands touched her neck. His hands traced down her body to the hem of her jacket that he threw off over her head. Jodie kept his gaze within her own, she refused to look away, it would break her character. He would see that weakness and destroy her. A single tear rolled down her cheek as he applied pressure to the scar on her right side. But still she maintained her gaze.
"Why did you hurt Randy?" She questioned, knowing immediately that she had asked too quick and knew that, for the one mistake, she was going to pay.
"Because I am the game. And no one messes with me." He quickly walked over to the bench, and that's when Jodie saw it. The sledgehammer. Stained with Randy's blood, and now swinging towards her head.
A/N: Short again I know but it's dramatic something or other. Just be happy that ya getting 3 chapters in one night. I'll have more for next week. Luv n hugs.
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