Chapter 7: You were right

"Just tell me." Laura sighed looking up at her friend Daryl. "I'm really in no mood to wait, so just go ahead."

"It's Sara." Daryl replied waiting for Lauras reaction.

Laura got up instantly. "Well, my sister is just amazing, isn't she? She's a freakin ring-rat. Not to mention, she's 15 for goodness sake."

She raked her hands through her hair and grumbled. "That's it. I cant trust anyone anymore, screw it. I'm through with guys, they're all the same. And well, Sara, she's in for it. Just wait." Laura stormed off not knowing where to go but was so mad she just had to get away.

She went out the back door of the arena and sat down on the trunk of a random car. She looked up and took a few deep breaths, inhaling the fresh air and looking around. It was a beautiful day out, the sun was out and the surroundings were just gorgeous.

Laura glanced to the side to see a bunch of fans surrounding someone. "Ha, reminds me of when I used to do that." She chuckled waiting for fans to move away so she could see who it was.

One by one the fans took pictures with this wrestler, and walked away, allowing others to get their chance. Finally, she could see who it was. "Oh great." She mumbled seeing Paul finish signing and turn around walking towards her.

'He's going to give me so much shit for being a bitch to him. I better not tell him he was right , the last thing I need is another fucking jerk with an ego' She let out an exasperated breath and looked down, still sitting on the trunk, her hands placed on the sides of her on the trunk.

Paul stood infront of her, placing his hands on his hips.

Laura looked down at Pauls shoes and sighed looking up. "Look Paul. I know you're going to give me crap for being such a bitch to you and well….." She tried to continue, but was cut off.

"Huh? Well, actually I was going to ask you if you liked my car." He said looking down at it. "But now that you mention it, yeah you were pretty rude to me, hate to say it."

Laura felt completely embarrassed. "Your car? Oh. Uh." She started to hop down off of it.

"No, no, it's alright." He smiled and sat on his trunk, beside her. "Besides, it's a rental." He laughed looking up as the sun practically blinded him.

Laura kicked her feet back and forth hitting the car lightly and looking down.

Paul noticed her not responding and looked down at her. "You alright?" He asked in a concerned tone.

Laura nodded reassuring him and felt tears start to come down her cheeks.

He sighed not knowing what to think or say.

"You know, you can talk to me. I know we sorta got off on the wrong foot, me trying to tell you what to do and all. So I apologize, who knows, maybe John changed." Paul shrugged looking away.

Him saying that, caused Laura to cry harder.

Paul put his right arm around her pulling her close to him. "Laura." He whispered. "Talk to me."

"You were right." She sighed and sobbed into his chest.

He held her close and rubbed her back lightly trying to calm her down.

"I'm so sorry Paul." She pulled away a little and looked up at him. "You were right." She repeated wiping the tears from her eyes.

Paul pressed his lips together and nodded a little looking at her."I'm really sorry." He whispered as Mr. Mcmahon came outside.

Laura looked up. "Oh great." She sighed as Vince walked closer.

"What are you two doing out here? Paul you have a match in an hour." Vince said looking straight at him.

"Sorry, I was signing for some fans and then Laura and I had a little talk." Paul said still sitting on the trunk.

"Signing for fans? As usual. Theres no need for that Paul, and Laura, well she's a tough lady, now aren't you Laura?" Vince said looking at Laura.

"Im very sorry Mr. Mcmahon." She apologized even though she felt there was no reason to. "Go ahead Paul." Laura forced a smile on her face as Paul hopped off the trunk. "Let me know if you…" Paul started to say as Vince grumbled. "Lets go Paul." He yelled turning around and going inside.

" need anything." Paul finished and sighed following Mr. Mcmahon inside.

For some reason, Laura cried harder. She didn't love John, and it wasn't even about him, but for some reason, the talk she just had, made he weep like a baby. She finally hopped off the trunk and went inside to find her sister.