Chapter 17

As Sheamus's music blasted into the arena, the crowed went into a manic frenzy. He walked out on stage and stopped. The crowd died down a little as the crowd wondered what was going on. He motioned behind him, his hand out. A slender hand grabbed his as Lori stepped onto the stage. . . Lori stayed close to his side as they walked down the ramp, separating and slapping the hands of fans as they passed. Lori wore a content smile on her face as she looked up and saw Ste holding the rope down for her. She stepped up beside him, bending down as far as she could in front of him. He let out a low growl as she made her way to the middle of the ring. She clapped as he went to the top rope, holding his belt high above his head. She felt strangely proud of him as he soaked in the attention from the crowd.

His opponent was already in the ring and she somewhat felt sorry for Alberto Del Rio. She received flirtatious looks from Ricardo as she stepped out of the ring in her low-cut pink dress. She was asked to change into it after her match as her sports bra looked extremely uncomfortable and she kept trying to stretch it. They had originally given her a black dress that looked like a bra and a pair of knickers with a thin strip of material in between but Layla had come to the rescue and gave her the pink dazzler instead. The dress was a gorgeous bodycon that clung to her small waist and hips, flaunting her boobs and long legs. She stood next to Lillian Garcia as she watched her boyfriend kick the utter crap out of Del Rio. Ricardo continued to stare at her and she struggled to figure out whether he was doing it for the cameras or if he genuinely wanted her. Del Rio started to get the upper hand and Lori was at the side of the ring in a flash. She slapped the ring trying to cheer Sheamus on.

She felt hot breath on the side of her neck and she turned around and her palm connected with Ricardo within a second. He stumbled back, shocked. Lori was in the middle of screaming at him when she felt someone grab her hair, pulling her upwards. She wrapped her hands around the hand, trying to soften the pain that was now coursing through her head. She was lifted onto the side of the ring and turned to face Del Rio. Without thinking, she put her arms around his head and jumped off the ring and onto the floor, her hands still interlocked with his neck. He nearly went over the top rope with the sheer force she pulled him down with but her bounced back and before he fell to the ground, was hit with a massive Brouge kick.

Lori bounced up and down happily as her man got the pin. She felt that familiar feeling again as she hugged him. He whispered into her ear, sending shivers down her spine.

"You were amazing. I love you." He spoke, kissing her on the cheek as he straightened back up. Sly bugger. She shot his a knowing glance and he furrowed his eyebrows. She just shook her head and left the ring, a giant grin on his face. Sheamus widened his arms before the crowd and they cheered one last time. Sheamus heard the crowds boo's and turned to see three men sprinting to the ring. THREE! He didn't have enough time to warn Lori as two of the men jumped him in the ring, stomping down on him.

Lori screamed as her arms were held behind her back. She tried not to panic but couldn't help it as she didn't know who was holding her back. If she had kept her wrestling attire on, she would have been in with a fair chance of beating them off but no. She had to stick with kicking and screaming as she watched her boyfriend get the shit kicked out of him. She recognised the man holding him as Jinder Mahal, a newbie to the WWE. She watched as Drew's fist connected with Ste's face. She automatically knew he was getting his revenge and because it was in a wrestling ring, He would just claim it was fake. Drew tried to connect with another fist but instead, his face bounced off Sheamus's boot. Lori felt a surge of adrenaline course through her veins and she kicked behind her, the heel of her shoe connect with a leg. He screamed and pushed her over, causing her to fall and cut her lip. She tasted that metal liquid in her mouth and brought a hand up to wipe her mouth. She ignored her now blood stained hand as she felt someone lift her up. Lori retracted her fist, ready to swing when she saw the bloody face of Sheamus. She scrambled up, clutching to his bicep as he led her backstage.

"What the fuck was that?" Sheamus yelled, slamming his fist onto the table. Vince looked at him with a questionable look on his face. Vince had called both Lori and Sheamus to his office the second they were backstage.

"Sheamus, I have already apologized. Heath will be punished for his actions." After Lori found out it was Heath Slater that had held her back, she felt extremely proud of herself.

"Punished? And what are you gonna do to punish him?" Lori asked, raising her voice and shocking the two men in the room. Vince was lost for words.

"He will either be suspended or miss out on Live TV for 6 months." Vince made it sound like it was a big deal.

"Fuck this shit! I'm outta here!" Lori stomped out of the office. She wasn't made aware that three men were coming to attack her boyfriend, never mind the fact that Drew had landed three punches, splitting Ste's lip and giving him a black eye. Lori was furious. God help the next person that crossed her path. She entered her shared dressing room and went straight for the bathroom. When she was in moods like this, all she wanted to do was be in a dark room with a punchbag. She came out of the bathroom sporting a bright pink sports bra, black shorts and her pink Adidas trainers. She swooped her curly hair into a messy ponytail, failing to spot the figure leaning against the wall.

"You put up quite a fight out there darlin." The Scottish accent made her top lip curl, her jaw clenched. She spun on her heel, a hairbrush in hand. She lobbed it at him, striking him in the nose. He looked at her angrily before launching himself at her. She moved out of his way, sending him crashing into a stool.

"You lay a fucking hand on me and I will kick your ass into next week." Lori seethed. She was not in the mood for anyone, especially not the guy who attacked her a few weeks back. She was violently jerked forward as he grabbed her wrist. He held both of her hands down, stopping her from punching him. She grinned a manic smile and before he could realise, her pink Adidas connected with his crown jewels. He clutched a hand to them, the pure hatred still looming on his face.

"I'm going to fucking kill you." He growled. Lori felt a scream come from within her. Anger raced through her as she swung at him, her clenched fist slamming into his cheek, sending him sprawling. She left him there, swinging her bag over her shoulder and marched towards the door. She swung the door, making the doorknob leave a dent in the cheap walls. She continued to walk. All that was on her mind was where the closest gym was and wherever had the cheapest alcohol.

This is why I love this story. Lori dosn't take any shit... She is one hard ass beeatch!

Love you all nd you better review as it is 00:18 here and I need to sleep (although I have to go and write a chapter for my other story!)

I already have ideas for my next story... And If you guess who the couple is I'll dedicate it to you!

hugs and kisses!
Amanda xox