TITLE: Dire Consequence
AUTHOR NAME: Marlena R. Snape
CATEGORY: General
SUB-CATEGORY: Drama
RATING: PG-13 for language, trickery, backstabbing, 'dire' situations, etc.
DISTRIBUTION: Ask and you might receive.
GENRE: Wrestling (WWE; AU)
CAST: Mac Diaz (OC), Callista Styles-Diaz (OC), Amy Dumas (Lita), Trish Stratigias (Trish Stratus), the WWE RAW roster, John Cena, to name a few.

DISCLAIMER:

I only stake claim to the couple Callista and Mac. Any other created characters that'll come about will be properly credited. For example, Jared Hall, Mac's best friend, is credit to my pal Steph. Drena Murrieta is credit to my girl Angel. This is the first story I'm writing from a MALE perspective, so bare with me. Unlike "Biggest & The Best" however, where Marlena is the main idea, Mac will be like that in "Dire Consequence". The biggest difference, is there will be blogs, like - journal entries, on "Mac's Website" maintained by his kid brother "Trick Matty", Mathew Diaz. That is so you can see inside of the character opposed to how the world is described around him.

I don't own the WWE.
I don't own the characters or people from the WWE.

And I most certainly do NOT state that any of the events in this story are real!
So just sit back and enjoy a little story time, eh?

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Chapter Seven: Party Down, Albany Bound
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Think Mac was an early riser? You haven't seen anything until you spent the night with Mathew "Trick Matty" Diaz. He spent two nights with Mac and his friends, and both times, Mat was up at a staggering 5:30, so he could get a few things done before SportsCenter that morning. Mac was up around the same time as his kid brother, and when John noticed the clock near the bed, reading '5:32 a.m' for the time, each time, like clockwork - he groaned, and covered his head with the pillow.

Mat chuckled a little as he headed out of his bedroom, dressed in a pair of black jeans and a black 'out of my mind, leave a message' tee-shirt. It was Friday, and there were big plans for the city before heading up to Albany on Saturday afternoon. Considering they were eighteen, Mac was taking Rinoa and Mathew out that Friday, too, as the crew of RAW superstars were hitting the 40-40 club, ran by Mac's 'buddy' Sean "Jay-Z" Carter.

Mac was in the kitchen Friday morning making breakfast for the crew. John wouldn't be out of bed until at least eleven, Drena and Randy slept in, Callista - who knew, but when the doorbell rang at 7:30, Mac was a little confused as to who could be at his place that damned early. Yeah, 7:30 wasn't early to get up, but too early for people. Who knew? It was Mac's logic.

Rinoa Diaz stood at the door with a couple people, her mentor and best friend Lela Collins, and Jared Hall. Mac changed his tune a little about 'too early for company' and hugged Jared like a brother, grabbed Rinoa and smothered her with a big bear hug and kisses, and hugged and kissed Lela on the cheek.

"I was tellin' Mac's boy about you." Mat said to Lela, as they sat in the living room watching SportsCenter that morning, while Mac was in the kitchen.

"What?" Lela seemed a little confused, but laughed. "What are you talking about?"

"He's trying to hook you up with a wrestler!" Mac stated matter-of-factly. "Don't do it! We're all assholes!"

"SPEAK, for yourself." A voice perked up, and there stood Randy Orton in the entrance of the kitchen with a smirk on his face. "Do you, idiots, have any, idea, what time it is?"

"It's just eight o'clock." Lela stated with a smile, as she glanced at her sport watch. "I would have given you a specific time, down to the second, but you'd probably kill me. It's too early."

"That you are, cupcake. I wouldn't kill you, though, you're too cute for that."

"That's Randy." Mat said, "And I don't just mean his state of mind. Randy Orton, meet Lela Collins. Georgia, meet Randy Orton."

"Nice to meet you, darlin'." Randy said with a smile, as Lela smiled back.

"Nice to meet you too, Randy."

"Drena still sleepin'?" Mac asked, as he pulled out a waffle from the waffle iron he was working on. Randy nodded his head.

"Yeah, I don't know how though. You people, I swear." He was clearly joking, as he sat down. "Got any milk?"

"Uh, dude, you're talking to Mac Daddy Diaz…" Mac said, acting appalled. "I got it all! Just don't pull a Cena on me and confuse orange juice with a murder…"

"What!" Randy laughed out loud, how could he not? The comment took him off guard. "What the fuck?"

"I asked if he wanted OJ, he said and I quote 'he's guilty', I was offering him juice, not a former athlete turned ax murder…"

"Wow…" Lela just bit her lip to prevent commenting, turning back to the TV. "Um, how about those Mets…?"

"Nice cover, Le…" Rinoa said with a laugh, as she grabbed a piece of toast, and sat down at the bar. "So who's all here? Calli here? Mom and dad want to see her."

"They can have her." Mac said, grabbing a glass from the cupboard. "She's had an attitude with me for a couple days now, and it's beginning to piss me off." he looked to Orton, "Chocolate, white, or strawberry?"

"Ooh, variety…" Randy seemed 'awed', which he was kidding, but it made Mac's serious mood switch quick, to where he was smiling. "I'll take some chocolate for now."

"Good choice, my man." Mac poured him a glass of chocolate milk, and slid it to him. He went through asking anyone if they wanted drinks. "Hey Lela, coffee?" Lela gasped softly, as she turned around on the couch, smiling sweetly at Mac.

"Hazelnut?"

"Just for you, baby."

"I love you."

"I know you do." Mac poured her a cup of coffee, hazelnut, her favorite -- and sat it on the counter. "Sugar, creamer, all you need right there, baby girl."

"You're awesome." She said, sitting down at the bar, to fix her coffee to her taste.

"Don't fuel his ego," Randy said as he sat down next to Lela. "Seriously, the kid is already as big headed as they come."

"I know." Lela said, smiling a little. "But that's what makes Mac, well, Mac."

It was a good morning, where Randy got to know not only Mac's best friend before wrestling, Mac's sister, but Lela Collins, too. She seemed sweet, and she was definitely easy on the eyes. (Mat was right there) She had pale skin, red hair, green eyes, and she had an almost innocent look around her. If Randy wasn't engaged, lord KNOWS what the 'legend killer' would have been saying, or doing, but he loved Drena. He was engaged to Drena, nothing, not even a beautiful, younger woman could change that.

Drena was up around ten, and she came out to a nice breakfast, as she did the past two days. She greeted Randy with a morning kiss, and gave Mac a kiss on each cheek as a good morning. Jared made NO means of hiding he thought Drena was attractive, to which, Drena just smiled.

"What did you say?"

"You are HOT." Jared restated, "Sorry to be so blunt, an' all…"

"No, it is okay. Thank you." Drena said with a smile, "I appreciate the compliment."

"Not many girls take that kind of attitude as a compliment, Jared." Rinoa said with a smirk, "Don't get used to it."

"It didn't work on me," Lela said, "did it, Jared?"

"No…"

"It is flattering," Drena said as she sat down, "so I always appreciate to hear what people think."

"I like your accent," Rinoa said with a smile, "Where are you from?"

"Panama City, Panama." Drena was no doubt, proud of where she was from. She had no reason not to be. "You?"

"Born in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, but raised in New York City." Rinoa smiled, "I can't say I mind it, much."

"It's a damn good city!" Mat commented from the couch, where he was still glued to ESPN. "Hey Georgia, where you from again?"

"I was born in Providence, Rhode Island. But I moved around a lot." Lela said, "I mean, I've lived in Minnesota, I've lived in Illinois, and I've obviously lived in New York… but I like Atlanta, too."

"It's only because you get to stalk Usher during the summer…"

"So?" Lela smiled as Rinoa grinned at her. "Usher's hot."

"Every girl and their mother thinks that," Jared said as he shook his head. "We all know my ONLY man crush, is Doug 'I'm too fucking hot to be a male' Mientkiewicz. If I had a vagina, or he did, I'd bang him."

"I did NOT need to hear that wakin' up…"

Randy tried not to laugh, but seeing the look on John Cena's face, waking up to a comment of THAT proportion, had Randy in stitches. Rinoa didn't know WHAT to say, as she slapped Jared in the back of the head. Instinct, right? Mat just chuckled to himself, as Lela looked genuinely stunned, and Mac just shook his head. Drena couldn't help but giggle at the look on John's face.

"What, in the fuck, are you guys talking about?"

"Doug." Mat said, as he held out his knuckle. "Mornin', brother."

"Mornin' my brother from another mother." John smirked a little as he tapped his knuckle against Mat's. "Whatcha watchin'?"

"SportsCenter."

"AGAIN." Lela rolled her eyes with a smirk as she took a drink from her third cup of coffee since she had been there. "It's the same shit you saw last hour Matty, do something productive."

"Like?"

"Score me tix for the Yankees and Mets next Tuesday at Shea?"

"On it like a bum on a bologna sandwich, baby doll. I'm going to that game, too. My boy A-A-A-A ROD is gonna be in the house."

"Him AND his hot ass best friend. I love Jeter and Rodriguez, they're the best one-two punch in sport history. Looks wise, I should say."

"They're HOT." Rinoa said, "But Jeter's mine."

"Have him, he didn't make the All Star voting, for the first time in HOW long?…"

"WHAT!" Rinoa let out a shocked exclamation, "You're fucking KIDDING ME…"

"Nope…" Mat shook his head, "They just said it on the local news, actually, 'Noa. Jeter is out, girl."

"Bout fucking time." John commented quietly, as Lela smirked a little at the comment. John just shrugged with an almost innocent smile.

"WELL, we know Ramirez and Ortiz is the best this century, production wise. Those two… I don't know…"

"Too good for their OWN good. They made the Yankees look bad…" Rinoa commented as Lela laughed to herself.

"EASILY, too. Batter up, bitch."

"The point is valid, and scary. But see, she has first dibs on the boys though, Noa." Mat said with a chuckle.

"That's only because you like her!" Rinoa said with a smirk, as Lela just shrugged with a smile.

"Everyone loves Georgia." Mat said with a smile, "I, darlin', am no different."

"Thanks, Matty." Lela said with a ruffle of his hair, laughing softly to herself.

Hearing Georgia, John glanced toward the red-head who was now, all smiles at Mat's comments. John sat down as Mac gave him his breakfast. Introductions were made, and such, since John was such a 'late riser'. He didn't care, a good sleep and to wake up to a house full of people, especially like this? Not a bad deal!

"So how did you sleep, player?" Mac asked John, as John was in the middle of watching SportsCenter, eating, AND scoping out Collins.

"Huh?"

"Never mind…" Mac laughed, "Obviously not the mental multi-tasker, are ya, Cena?"

"Not a chance." John answered honestly, "Especially at this time of the morning…"

"Oh Jesus, here we go with that again."

"Early?" Lela blinked a little as she glanced at Mac, "Almost noon is early?"

"To some." Mac said with a chuckle, "John Cena for one, it's early."

"I've been up since six with Rinoa…" Lela shook her head, "It's not even right. I wish I could have slept a little longer…"

"Amen, sister." Cena said, as she gave him a smile. That smile, caught John off guard.

That night was going to be interesting. Callista was up and out the door, heading to Mac's parents house, and had Mac saying THANK GOD. Adam showed up at Mac's house at around three that afternoon, just as Rinoa, Lela, and Drena were leaving Mac's to get ready for their night out. Mac invited Lela to come along, and she cordially accepted. As Adam arrived he naturally scoped out 'the goods', in Rinoa's gal pal. He knew who Rinoa was, having been friends with Mac for many a year now, but that red-head? Shit, he was developing a thing for red-heads!

…That wasn't so bad, honestly.

Adam knocked and then walked in, to see Randy, John, and Mac sitting around the living room playing Mac's Playstation 2. How cute, right? John was right at home at Mac Diaz's place, and in all actuality, so was Randy. Mac looked up to see who was walking in, and he smiled as he saw Adam.

"HEY brother, what's happenin'!"

"Not too much, but can I ask -- who the HELL was that!" he gestured behind him, toward the outside. "I know Drena, I know Rinoa, but WHO was their friend?"

"Georgia." John said with a half smile, as Adam raised an eyebrow.

"Eh?"

"Her name's Lela Collins. That's Rinoa's high school mentor, and well, all around best friend." Mac said, "She's out of your league, bro. That's all ya gotta know."

"Nobody's out of my league, Mac Daddy." Adam said with a smirk, as he sat down, putting his bag down next to him. "She's hot, how old is she?"

"Like I said, she's out of your league. Lela has morals, dude." Mac said with a chuckle, as the question finally registered. Age? "I think she's twenty... I'm not sure, to tell you the truth. Twenty or twenty-one… I never ask a woman her age…"

"You and your manners…" Randy said with a smile, "It's kind of sickening!"

"But you love me." Mac said, as he beamed a smirk at Randy. "Dontcha, Orton?"

"Shuddup…"

Eight O'clock came. Mac, Randy, John, and Adam met Lela, Rinoa, Mat, and Drena at the 40-40 club, as they were getting there early to get a good table, and have a blast. That was the goal that night, to help Mac ignore all of the bad things that have been happening with Callista, and to just have fun. As Mac said, he'd have no problem getting in, and he didn't. His entire party was treated like royalty while they were there. He didn't see Sean, but he did receive a bottle of Cristal on 'the hove', with a note.

How sweet, right?

Mac-
Nice to hear you're back, my man. Stop by anytime, and have a drink on me. B sends her love, and I hope you're doin' good. Holla atcha boy sometime.
-Sean C.

"You, my man, are the epitome of an asshat." Orton said, as he read over the note. Once. Twice. Three times. "How do you rate?"

"I just have connections, brother." Mac smiled, "So what do you say we have a drink and enjoy the night."

"I can't drink." Rinoa said with a small sigh, as Lela smiled, putting her arm around Rinoa's shoulder.

"We can have fun and not drink. I'm not drinking." Lela told her, "Besides, drinking isn't the best for you, anyway. Especially when you're college bound, sweety."

"I know…" Rinoa said, as she smiled at Lela. "Thanks."

"That's why I love that girl," Mac whispered to John, Randy and Adam. "She's always doin' the right thing for my sister…and she's a positive influence for my brother to crush on!"

"She's a positive influence for anyone to crush on." Adam said with an eyebrow wiggle.

"Hey Georgia!" Mat broke the so called silence, as he held out his hand. "C'mon, dance with me!"

"Oh, jeeze…" Mac laughed a little as Lela cast Mac a smirk.

"Shut up, Diaz…"

"You love me, Collins…"

She rolled her eyes with a smile, as she walked over to Mat. Mat and Lela walked out onto the dance floor and were dancing to "Notice Me" by MB riders. It was a cute song to dance to, but it showed that Mat really DID have a crush on her. It wasn't one of those, obsessive crushes, but it was adorable.

The night was filled with dancing, drinks, and just all around good times. Lela danced with Drena and Rinoa to "Bonnie And Clyde 03" by Beyonce and Jay Z at one point in the night, which, had Drena teaching the Providence, Rhode Island native a few things on the floor. Lela LOVED that idea, and so did the boys. Imagine where their minds were, kids, for five seconds. Three beautiful girls dancing together in 'club clothes'? (Drena: Short denim skirt, black tank top and matching denim boots -- Lela: white lace halter top and moderately tight blue jean hip huggers -- Rinoa: Black pinstriped hot pants with a black tube top) It was something, really.

Mac actually took the time, while Callista wasn't hovering over every move he made, to dance with Lela that night. "It's Like That" by Mariah Carey was playing when Lela and Mac were dancing, and Mat took the time to talk to Cena away from everyone. Mat and John went to get drinks, soda pop, at the bar.

"You look preoccupied." Mat said to John, as he took a drink from his glass of Mountain Dew. "What's up, man?"

"Nothing, I'm not preoccupied." John said with a smile, "Just kind of -- interested, if ya feel me."

"In?"

"Well, you said Georgia was special, didn't you?"

"OH! You're interested in Lela?"

"She seems cool, but I can't say I'm interested that way in her. I don't know her well enough. I'm not making the 'jump in' mistake again. I did that with Ariana…"

"Totally feel ya there." Mat said, "Jumping in isn't smart, especially if you don't want to get hurt."

"Exactly."

"You'll have to come up here with Mac a few more times, then." Mat smiled, "Not like I mind, hanging with you is cool."

"Glad you think so." John said, as he put his arm around Mat's shoulder, "C'mon lil' man, let's get back over there."

They didn't leave the club until almost 4 that morning. John finally got the opportunity to dance with Lela to "Energy" by Natalie and Baby Bash around 2 that morning. She was singing along to the song, which had John smiling a little. So she could sing? Interesting. She was turning out to be too good to be true. But for the most part, those girls who were too good to be true, well, usually were. It would take time to see.

The next morning, Mac was up -- at a 'late' nine o'clock. Callista was still at his parents house, and he got a chance to sleep in his bed by himself, for the first time, in literally YEARS. It was a great concept! But in that same aspect, it made him think. But he got up, made breakfast, and started packing for Albany. They were leaving that afternoon to head up to New York's State Capital. What a show it was going to be, though. Mac's big debut match, and a chance to put all the speculation to rest. He wasn't just some kid, he was some kid with a BRIGHT future.

Everybody rose late that morning. Including Mat. He didn't get up until almost 10:30. Lela was sleeping on the couch when Mat got up, Randy and Drena even got up before her. Randy chuckled a little as he noticed Lela still there, and pushed a bit of her red hair out of her eyes.

"Aww, she's adorable…" Randy said as Drena chuckled a bit.

"Do not get too attached, Randy, you can not bring her home."

"Oh come on, mommy…" Randy smirked as they sat down at the table not long after, and Mac smiled.

"Mornin', you two. Hungry?"

"Famished." Randy answered, "Not to mention, my head is killing me."

"I told you to lay off the booze, brother. Those four Tequila Rose shooters did ya in."

"How did you guess?" Randy shook his head with a smile.

John got up at quarter after eleven. Great timing, too, because Mac was about to go into his room with a glass of water and 'wake him up right'. Lela woke up at around eleven, and went right to watching SportsCenter with Mat. Mat also had a present for Lela. Two tickets to the Yankees/Mets game on Tuesday, at Shea Stadium in Flushing. John was coming out as he saw Lela grab Mat and hug him.

"You're the greatest, Matty." She said, kissing his cheek. "Thank you!"

"Anytime, Georgia." Mat smiled, as he hugged her back. "It's so easy to please a sports chick. I swear."

"You want to come with me?"

"Well, I am going anyway, and our seats are near each other -- so we're technically going together. That ticket is so you can bring someone else."

"Oh, sweet." She smiled a little, "Who are you bringing?"

"Rinoa."

"I'll give it some thought." Lela said as Mac raised his hand, pretending to jump up and down to get her attention.

"OO OO! Miss Collins Miss Collins! I know!"

"What the fuck are you so hyper for this morning?" John asked with a smirk, as he sat down at the table. "Juice…somethin'… I don't care…just anything but soda…"

"All popped out, brother?" Mat inquired as John nodded his head.

"Insanely popped out."

"What are you 'oo oo'ing me for, Mackenzie?" Lela asked, as she glanced toward him.

"I know who you can bring." Mac smirked, as he went to the refrigerator and grabbed the container of Apple Juice, pouring John a glass. "Bring Cena."

"Huh? He's a Red Sox fan!" Mat said, but slowly, he smiled. "But hey, why not? We're going to a Sox game together…"

"You wanna come with me, John?" Lela asked, she didn't care. Why not indeed. She had nothing to be concerned with, after all! "I mean, It could be fun. Have you ever been to Shea?"

"Not to recent memory…" John said with a chuckle. "I don't care, I don't think I'm doing anything Tuesday... so I could go."

"Great." Lela smiled, "Now I don't have to resort to taking Jared… and having him spring a proverbial over Doug. AGAIN."

"I won't do all that, I promise." John said with a smile, which caused Lela to smile back.

Boy, if there was ever a girl John Cena instantly clicked with on the friendship level, it was Lela Collins. Mac immediately picked up on it, and couldn't help but think things were happening in front of his eyes. He wasn't one to push it though, whatever happened, happened. He wasn't trying to play god, and Mat shouldn't have been, either!
He was truly a typical eighteen year old…

The only one of the group that were coming to Albany, was Mat. He was skipping out of school to be at RAW with his brother. He had to get official 'dirt' for the website, you know! Rinoa couldn't miss another day of school, as much as she wanted to be at RAW, and Lela had to work at Rinoa and Mat's school that Monday to get her Tuesday off. She was more than just Rinoa's mentor, she was a councilor there. The youngest councilor they had ever had, at just twenty-one years old. It was her internship from college. Callista had chosen to stay with Mac's parents, but they made 'reconciliation' before Mac left the city on a 'bad note' with her.

He brought Rinoa and Lela back to his parent's house, and that's when Callista was waiting for him. She said they had to talk, and he went right back to their conversation a couple nights ago that ended in yells and so called 'understanding'. This time, they talked regularly, after she had a couple days to weigh options. Realize things.

"I wanted to say I'm sorry." Callista started, "I was really immature about this entire situation, and I know this now. I'm honestly really sorry, Mackenzie."

"It's cool."

"No, it's not, Mac." Callista grabbed his hands, and looked up at him. "It's not cool, what-so-ever. I was really rude to you, I was terrible to you, and I had no reason to be. These are your friends… and I was making a bigger deal out of it than I should have…"

"I know…"

"Can you forgive me?"

"Of course, Calli…" Mac said, "I get it. It's a change for all of us, and I understand you gettin' riled. While I can't comprehend jealousy, I swear, I don't have a jealous bone in my body -- I can understand you wanting to keep our marriage tight."

"That is ALL I've ever wanted… is to keep our marriage strong…" Callista said with a nod. "I wouldn't know what to do without you, Mac…"

"I feel the same way, Callista."

"Then we're good?"

"We're good."

"I love you, Mackenzie Joseph…" Callista said, as she wrapped her arms around his neck tightly. He leaned his face toward her neck, kissing her neck softly.

"I love you too, Callista Lynn."

"Go on, before I start crying…" Callista laughed softly, "I've been so stressed and now that everything is okay… I feel really happy…"

"Well, I'll see you Monday night, I promise. I need to be here for the game Tuesday with 'Noa, Matty and Le."

"Oh you're going?"

"Yeah, might as well. Cena's comin' too."

"Cool. Well, I'll see you Monday night." Callista said, as she kissed him lightly. "I love you."

"Love you too, I'll call you tonight and tomorrow anyway. You stayin' here with mom and dad?"

"Yeah, and with Rinoa, of course."

"A'right, I'll call here."

And like that, the dueling lovers were 'cool'. These two were further proving that with conversation, you could get through ANYTHING. The pair of them obviously wanted their marriage to work out, after all - they both had never been married before each other, and didn't want to have something as stupid as a fight, or even Callista's jealousy come between them.

It was one of those things they knew they could work out.
After all, when you love someone so much, you'll do anything to ensure that things remain the same.

A/N: I think I only have one more chapter of this until I get writing again, so any comments would ROCK out… to let me know what you think of the story so far. ) -M.S