Chapter 4
Author's Note- If you read this please review it encourages me to keep goings. And thanks again to every that has.
It had been a week since Jake debuted in TNA and now he was back for week number two. Last week he had been pretty calm but now his stomach was in knots. Unlike the first week where he had so much to do in the UK he didn't have time to think about her. But this he had all the time in the world and no matter what he tried the thought of seeing her wouldn't leave his mind. He checked the booking sheet as soon as he arrived and saw he was going to wrestle David Young.
He had Young had worked together in NWA Wildside so he knew him pretty well. But Jake had added so many moves to his style that Young would have no idea what was next. That wasn't to say it was a win in the bag David was not easy to beat and with Simon Diamond at ringside Jake would have to be careful.
Jake put his bag in his locker his match was the third that night and they had an in ring promo from Jarrett before him so he didn't need to get ready quiet yet. "Hey Reed how's it going?" Jake turned and saw The Fallen Angel Christopher Daniels there. "Pretty good, I am just waiting for match." Jake said trying to seem calm but failing. "Careful kid you need to calm down. I have been in the ring with you and you are one of the few guys to beat my cleanly and if you lose to David Young it makes me look bad." Daniels said joking.
"Well Angel I won't make you look bad since AJ does that every time he beats you," Jake said starting to loosen up a bit. "Well my X-division title says different. Hey kid you should get something to eat everything is getting pushed back a bit there is some delay with the ring." Daniels said.
Truth was Jake was hungry but he didn't want to take the chance to see her. As long as he was in the men's locker room he knew she couldn't come in. But if he started walking around then she may just sneak up on him. "Damn you AJ I was ready to see her but you couldn't leave it alone. Now I am so nervous it almost as bad as it was in ROH," Jake thought to himself. "I am not really hungry Christopher," Jake said. "Then just come to the cafeteria and hang out with the boys," Daniels urged. "Then again know her she is in the woman's locker room trying to pick out what to wear," Jake thought. "You know I am starting to get hungry so I go with yeah." Jake said standing up.
Jake and Christopher walked into the cafeteria. Jake quickly scanned to see if any of the knockouts were there. To his relief none of them were. "Jake you looking for someone?" Daniels asked. "I have so many enemies I just like to make sure no one can Pearl Harbor me," Jake said walking to the service table. "I know what that is like. I still keep one eye open for Low Ki. Of course Ki never hurt me like the time I got plunged though a table by CM…" Daniels stopped suddenly not wait to bring up bad memoirs.
"It's ok. I wouldn't want you to feel bad about getting beat by Punk. Hell I even herd he beat Jake Reed once. I wouldn't know I wasn't there," Jake joked ripping off a Roddey Piper line. Daniels let out a chuckle as he and Jake there food and started looking for a place to eat.
They found a table with two seats where Team 3D and Christian Cage were sitting. "Hey mind if we sit here guys?" Jake asked. "Good ahead," Christian said. "So Jake how you like working for TNA," Brother Ray asked. "Well it's nice to be wrestling company instead a sports entertainment one," Jake said. "Ah man," Brother Devon said.
"Ah saying you prayers 3D you are going to need it tonight when my Team Canada gets done with you," Scott D'Amore said as he walked over. "Hey D'Amore I hear Burger King is having a special on Whoppers! You better hurry or else you might not get you regularly 100." Jake said insultingly. "Why you, do you know who I am? I am Coach Scott D'Amore! And if you make me mad I might just have to make you pay with one of my boys kicking you ass!" "Feel free; next week I don't have a match why don't you put any of your syrup drinking lap dogs in match with me!" Jake said unfazed. "Fine next week you're on!" D'Amore said then walked away.
"I am really starting to like you Jake," Christian said. "That goes double for me. I hope you kick which ever moron they give you," Christopher said as Jake sat down again. "Thanks guys," Jake said taking a bite of his meal.
Jake was standing in a quiet hall way he was all taped up and was now starting to warm up. He was stretching out his legs. He was so focused on his upcoming match that he didn't hear a door open. He could her footsteps but he heard he didn't realize they were heading his way.
"Excuse me have you seen Larry Zbyszko?" Said a female voice that made Jake's heart stop. "No not now. Not right before my match. At least this time she is walking out my opponent," Jake thought.
"What are deaf?" The now irritated voice yelled. "Still a spitfire," Jake thought smiling at a memory of her. "Hey at least look at me when I am talking to you!" The woman yelled out.
Jake decided to bite the bullet and just turn around and look her in her face. The beautiful face that haunted him. So he turned to face her and looked right at Traci Brooks.