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Same as ch. 1
HELL HATH NO FURY
Chapter 2: Truth and Freedom
(After the meeting with John)
Wow…
That was the only thought that had been going through the champ's mind ever since he had left the so called meeting the Vince had called. John Cena had been as shocked as everyone else when the guards had stormed into the arena. He was even more surprised to see the addition to the WWE women's division, especially since she was probably the smallest woman he had ever seen, not to mention the most beautiful…
…Wow… John thought again. He just couldn't seem to get that girl out of his mind! She was amazing! Not only is she beautiful, and she can hold her own against anyone I bet…
Trish Stratus, the current Women's Champion, was sitting beside John in the passenger seat while he maneuvered the rental car out of the parking lot and headed towards the hotel they were staying at. John had met Trish after he transferred in from the OVW. At first he was trying to get her to go on a date with him, she had agreed almost instantly. But, after the first date, the two knew without a doubt that they could never be anything but friends. So that's what they were now, the best of friends!
The blond diva sat there, studying her best friend. He had been uncharacteristically quiet, and that wasn't like him. By now he would have made some stupid remark about how the other male wrestlers were already planning to get into the newest diva's pants. Although John was a "thug", he wasn't into the whole "using women for sex" thing. He didn't have one night stands with any of the chicks who would throw themselves at him. Sure, he would flirt and go out on dates, which was very rare, but as far as she knew that's all there ever was.
Hmmm… I wonder…. Trish thought. "You like her don't you?" she finally asked. It had been ten minutes now, and quite frankly the silence was getting to her.
It took a moment for John to realize that Trish had said something. "Sorry , what?" he questioned.
Trish giggled, " You're really hooked on her aren't you?" She only giggled more as John's ears started to turn red. " Man, you haven't even met her and you're crushin' on her! Awe, that's so cute…" she started to laugh when John shot her a look
" I am not cute… handsome, gorgeous, incredibly sexy, yes," he continued, " but, I am not cute!" He finally pulled into the parking lot at the hotel they were staying at and got out of the car, only to wait at the lobby doors for Trish to get out so he could lock the care.
"Admit it, you think she's hot!" She challenged while they waited for the elevator.
"Okay, what if I do, it's not a crime!" He replied , feeling his cheeks begin to burn a bit. This caused Trish to go into a new giggle fit. "It's not funny!"
"I'm sorry," Trish began, trying to stop the remaining giggles, " it's not funny. It's just that you've never really got this worked up over a girl before, at least not as long as I've known you. But, because I love you like a brother, I'm gonna hook you up!"
"Really and how are you going to that?" He asked skeptically, " And, what makes you think I need your help?"
"Fine, be that way… It just so happens that Vince asked me to go pick her up and be her escort and roommate so that she won't feel so alone and get to know someone!" she said, making sure to exaggerate some words to get the point into John's head, while she retrieved her key. "I was going to introduce you to her, after I go get her and bring her back to travel with us… but since you don't need any help, you're on your own!" She opened the door, and walked into her room slamming the door in John's face.
"Damn it!" John yelled. He'd have to get Trish to introduce him to her…. DAMN IT! he thought… He walked a passed a few more doors and opened the door to his hotel room. His roommate wasn't there… Thank god! He wanted to have some time to think to himself…and yet again, his thoughts returned to the small woman…
I wonder what color her eyes are? I was sitting so far away I didn't really notice…
Yeah, that's because you couldn't get you eyes off her ass!
Shut up!
You know it's true! Oh God, now I'm talking to myself…
(Three weeks later with Vic)
One more hour… Only ONE MORE HOUR!
Ever since she woke up this morning, this was all she was doing. Just staring at the clock on the wall down the hall, counting off the hours until two… Today was the day she was getting out… Finally, after fives years of restrictions, bad food, and smelly mattresses, she was getting out!
She had been driving the other inmates crazy, with all her pacing. It's not that anyone hated her, on the contrary everyone loved her… Hell, some were even in love with her. In fact, some had tried hitting on her. When this happened she usually smiled at them, and told them she was sorry she didn't swing that way. Vic was a weird one alright, she wasn't even suppose to be there, at least that's what everyone thought after hearing why she was there. The guards respected her because she never caused trouble, and in some instances had even stopped trouble from happening. The inmates respected her because she never judged them after they told her their stories, and some of them were pretty bad, instead she said that who they were now was more important than who they were when they had committed their crimes.
"Will you sit your fucking ass down? Your making me dizzy!" A woman in the cell across the hall yelled. Causing everyone to murmur in agreement…
Vic smiled sheepishly. "I'm sorry I can't seem to sit still!" She started to do push ups in order to put the other minds at rest. Though, she often gave off the tough "I'll kick your ass" attitude, she really didn't act like that in person. It was simply a defense mechanism against the society that condemned her simply because she was sentenced to prison. She was very easy going kind of girl… the girl next door who happened to wear steel toe boots and carry brass knuckles in her pockets just in case. But, know one really knew that was who she really was.
Before she knew it… two o'clock rolled around, and the warden was unlocking the door to the cell, startling Vic who had been concentrating working out. She looked up and smiled brightly as the warden stepped aside to let her out. As she was escorted out towards the front office to retrieve her personal belongings, there were shouts from the other girls in the cells. Some were good byes and good lucks, some were requests to keep in touch, others asking her to look them up if she decided the male ego was to much for her. All anyone could here was her laughter as she was escorted out.
The legalities were over, and there she stood at the door. Simply staring at the handle. I'm free… It had finally gotten through her thick skull that she was free. She looked back and saw most the guards were watching her with smiles on their faces. Finally, she opened the double doors, quickly shielding her eyes form the bright sun….
She frowned as she spotted a woman a few inches taller than her with shoulder length brown hair and a pair of designer sunglasses perched on her nose, as she stood beside a blue convertible mustang. Alian would never part with her car… Vic thought. (A/N: not Alien it's pronounced Ali-an)
"What?" Alian asked after being stared at by her friend for a few more minutes. Vic smiled and launched herself at her friend.
"I'm sorry, it was just that I was expecting…" she trailed off looking at the ground. She had thought her parents would have come to their senses by now. She thought they would have forgiven her by now.
"Vic don't you dare think about those bitches who happened to be your biological parents. They should be proud of what you did, I mean… yea, sure you acted without thinking but look at what you had stumbled upon! They should be proud that you didn't ignore-"
"It's okay, Alian. I should have expected it really. Let's just forget it ever happened, the sooner the better." Alain nodded and walked around the car to get into the driver's seat.
Vic turned around to gaze at the walls that had kept her a prisoner for the last five years, the walls that had become her home. The people within those walls had quickly become her family after her own had abandoned her. She opened the passenger door and got into the mustang. She was going to spend two weeks with Alain before she would call Vince McMahon. She wanted to try to get in touch with her family and see if there was anything that could be done to bring them back together…