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The show was almost over, so Christina started heading toward Scott's locker room. When she arrived, she lighlty knocked on the door. She heard a muffled come in on the other side. Chirstina tuned the knob and walked in. She saw Scott coming out of the shower area in nothing but a towel. "DAMN!" was all Christina could think of until he pulled her out of her trance.

" Like what you see?" he asked grabbing some clothes out of his bag and smirking. Christina blushed like there was no tomorrow.

" Actually, I do." she replied, returning the smirk after she saw the look on his face.

" Foward... are we?" with that he walked into the bathroom to change.

" Just make yourself comfortable." he yelled from his place in the bathroom.

" Ok." she said while sitting down. Christina sat down on the big, black, comfortable couch taking a deep breath in. Scott walked out of the bathroom 5 minutes later wearing blue jeans, a band tee shirt, and black boots.

" You look good." she said with a smile from her place on the couch.

" So do you." he replied looking her up and down. Her outfit consisted of light blue jeans that were ripped, a light pink halter top showing off her flat, toned stomach, her bellybutton ring and a butterfly tattoo on her stomach, and a pair of black 6 inch stillettos. Her hair was wavy and had blue streaks in it now.

" Thanks." she said as she blushed for the second time in the last 5 minutes.

" Ready to go?" he asked grabbing both of their black bags.

" Sure am." and they walked out of the locker room. The whole way to the rental car, there was absolute silence. He flung the bags in the trunk and they entered the cherry red 350 Z. When he started the car, 50 cent blasted through the speakers, making the car vibrate slightly. Christina quickly turned it down and looked at Scott as he pulled out and sped off.

" What?" he asked with a confused look on his face and she busted out laughing.

" You listen to rap?" she asked still laughing.

" Eh, it depends. 50 cent is pretty cool I guess. Why, what music do you listen to?"

" I listen to rap and rock. Insane Clown Posse, Green Day, and Guns and Roses are my favorite bands. My favorite rapper is Eminem. I love his work." she said with a smile. Raven just looked at her, then said,

" You don't look like thhe type to listen to rap."

" I can say the same for you." she replied looking over at him with a tiny smirk on her face.

" So what club are we going to?" she asked after a couple of minutes of silence.

"It's like, another 5 minutes away. Its called 'The Show'."

" What an original name.Who's all going?" she asked.

" Me and You, Patrick (alex Shelley), Josh (Chris Sabin), Alistair (A1), Brian (B.G. James), Daniel (Christopher Daniels), and some others."

" Well, I only know you, Patrick, and Josh. And I guess you can say Jeff Jarrett. But hopefully, he don't show up." she said grimacing while saying Jarrett's name.

" He's not usually the party type. Oh, we're here." Scott said exiting the car and waiting for Christina to get out of the car. She exited the car and they set off inside. When they entered, she told him she was going to get a drink.

" What will it be little lady?" the bartender asked her with a wink.

" Umm... just a beer." she replied. Her beer came and she went off to find Scott. She found him sitting at a booth talking to some guys she hasn't met. As she walked closer, she noticed them as Andy Douglas, Chase Stevens, Lance Hoyt, and Eric Young of Team Canada.

" Hey Christina, this is Andy, Chase, Lance, and Eric. Guys, this is Christina." Eric didn't leave it unnoticed that he was checking her out. He looked her up and down. It looked like he was starving and there was a big piece of steak in front of him. After she shook everybody's hand, she sat down in the only open seat, next to Eric. Andy and Chase started the conversation at the table. They were talking about the big match that was going to be coming up at Turning Point 3 in 3 weeks.

" So Christina, do you know if your going to have a match at Turning Point?" Eric Young said from across the table. He had a bright smile on his face that could light up a room. Christina had to admit, that he was a cutie, but there was just something about him that she couldn't put a finger on.

" No, I don't. If I do, though, I would love to face Gail Kim again." she said smirking at the mention of Gail's name.

" I wouldn't mind seeing you face her again. You kicked ass last week, and you kicked ass this week. You are a hell of a wrestler. I would love to work with you again one of these days. Not to mention, you look really good too. Usually the women in this buisness are strong and ugly, or weak and pretty. And right now, you are strong and beautiful." Scott Levy said from across the table.

" Thank you very much. I really don't see myself as pretty. And obviouly, neither did my ex-boyfriend." she said, whispering the last part and looking at her now empty beer bottle. But Eric heard her, all too clearly.

" I didn't say you were pretty, I said you were beautiful." Christina just looked at him with astonishment. She couldn't believe his actions. She always saw him as the psyco. But tonight, he was being... I guess you can say normal. And needless to say, she liked it. But it embarresed her.

" Umm... I'm going to get another beer. I'll be right back." With that, she stood up and quickly walked away from the table. She didn't know why she got embarassed, but she did.

" You scared her away man." Andy Douglas joked." You showed her you can be normal." the whole table laughed.

" Shut the hell up Douglas." Raven said laughing and throwing something at him.

" She probably just got embarrassed." Lance said from his place at the table.

" Yeah..." Chase started to say as he trailed off. Eric excused himself, and followed Christina up to the bar.

" Christina. Wait up." he said as he walked up to her. She stopped and turned around.

" Yeah." she asked.

" I heard what you said back there. About the ex-boyfriend thing. If you don't mind me asking, what did you mean?" Curiosity filled the Canadian's eyes. Christina looked at him, shocked that he heard her. She wanted to tell him, but she didn't know if she could trust him. As if he read her mind, he added,

"You can trust me. I won't say anything to anybody."

"I'll...tell you. But right now isn't a good time to talk about it."

" What if we go back to the hotel or something?" Hope, evident in his eyes.

" Right now?" she said not really wanting to get into the subject tonight, but she would if he wanted to.

" If you want. I'd really like to know."

" Umm... ok, how about in like 20 minutes?"

" Fine with me." The canadian said.

" I"m going to get my beer. I'll be back at the table in a second." Christina was about to walk away when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked over, and it was Eric.

" I'll walk with you." He said with a bright smile on his face. Christina shook her head, and started making her way to get her beer again. She got her beer, and headed back to the table, still feeling emarrassed about before. As she was walking with Eric, everybody at the table looked their way. She looked to Eric and stopped.

" Whats wrong." he asked, confusion written on his face.

" Why is everybody looking at us?" she asked. Eric looked over to see them starring, raising an eyebrow at them.

" I have no idea. They're probably forming something in their sick and twisted minds." he replied laughing along with her. They started walking to the table again. Once they got there nobody was looking at them anymore. When they sat down, Eric was the first to ask,

" So, what was everybody looking at when we were coming back?" he asked looking at all the guys.

" We didn't know where you were going, so we started looking for you, then we saw that you were with Christina." Andy said.

" Well, guys, i'm going to go. I had fun with everybody."

" No don't go." Raven said as she started to stand up.

" I"m really tired, so i'm going to go. I have to talk to somebody anyways." She said stealing a quick glance over at Eric.

" Ok, but do you need a ride?" Raven asked.

" I'll take her." Eric stood up, and without another word from anybody, he grabbed Christina and pulled her out of the club.

" Somethings up... and i'm going to find out." Raven said looking back at the guys.

At the hotel

" What floor are you on?" The young Canadian asked.

" Floor 7 suite 7048." Christina replied entering the elevator and pressing 7.

" Really? I'm room 7046."

" Cool. Scott's room 7047." She said thinking about the look on Scott's face before getting dragged out of the club by Eric. She looked over at Eric, his expression telling her that he didn't really care. The elevator came to a stop, and they headed off to her room. She got her room key out, put it in the slot, and opened the door.

" Just make yourself comfortable, let me go change." she said taking clothes out of drawer and heading to the bathroom. After she closed the door, Eric took his shoes off and sat on the couch flicking on the t.v. After about 5 minutes, Christina came out of the bathroom in pink shorts and a blue tank top to find Eric sprawled out on the couch. He sat up as soon as he seen her and turned off the television.

" Ok, now tell me about what you said earlier." as he said that, Christina took a seat infront of him and looked him in the eye. They were full of anxiousness, he was just waiting for her to tell him.

" Ok. Last year, me and this guy named Chris used to date. We had a great realationship. We went everywhere together.We were so happy and loved eachothers company. He was like, perfect." she smiled thinking of him. But her smile soon fading thinking of the bad times instead of the good. Eric slid over to her putting an assuring hand on her shoulder for her to go on. She took a deep breath not really knowing why she was telling this to somebody she met that night. But there was just something about him that she trusted. Putting those thoughts away, she continued " Well, everyhting was great until one night. He was out all night. From 9am to 3am. I was really worried. I thought something happened to him, because I was calling his cell phone all night and he wasn't answering. When he finally came home, i ran up to him a gave him a hug, crying. He pushed me off of him and started yelling at me telling me I was never there for him, and that I didn't love him. When I protested, thats when..." she trailed off. " Thats when he what?" Eric said, edging her to go on. " Thats when the beatings started." As soon as she got that out, the waterworks came. Eric held her close, hugging her tightly. She calmed down after 5 minutes. " Then, after 2 weeks of beatings, thats when things got worse." she said looking down, with tears streaming her face. She slowly removed her shirt, and turned so Eric could see her side. A small gasp came from his mouth. On her side, was a huge scar.

" How'd you get this Chris?" he asked lightly toughing it with his fingertips.

She let out a breath, pulled her shirt back down, and turned to face him. " Well, one night, he was out late again. He had been drinking again too. You could smell the alcohol all over his breath. Anyways, I was in the kitchen, getting a midnight snack. I was cutting a piece of watermelon with this long butcher knife, when he walked in. He started yelling at me, telling me that I was a little skank and everything. He threw me on the floor and started kicking me, telling me he hated me and everything. He then, got the knife and stabbed me about 15 times." she had to stop because she was crying uncontrollably. Both of them just sat there, hugging eachother, Eric not really knowing what to say except i'm sorry.

" I"m gonna kill the stupid bastard if I ever see him." he growled slightly. They sat there for about 20 minutes before there was a knock on the door.

" I'll get it. Just lay down." The blue eyed Canadian said as he placed her in a laying position on the bed. He walked over to the door, turned the knob, and opened the door.

" What the hell are you doing in her room?" there was a loud voice on the other side of the door.

A/N: I wonder who that was? Well, if your wondering the same thing... hit the review button!