-1Disclaimer: Anyone you recognize, I don't own. The nobody's your never heard of... yep them bitches is mine lol.
Xytne's lucky my Italians are eating pizza right now. Otherwise they would be all over her ass. LMAO!
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"Now, I'm not one to complain usually, but what Christopher Daniels did last week was wrong." AJ yelled into the mike as he paced the ring.
"He couldn't beat me by himself so he had to bring in some girl? I don't think so Chris. Not in a match like that. You know that X belt is mine. And you robbed me of it. So Daniels, i am calling you out. I want a rematch right here, right now." AJ yelled before throwing the mike to the mat and ripping off his t-shirt.
Daniels music began to play. And we both sighed in unison.
"Lets try and make this look as realistic as we can." Daniels sighed, wrapping an arm around my waist loosely. I tried not to shiver as i returned the gesture.
By the time we got to the top of the ramp we both had arrogant smirks plastered on our faces. Chris already had a mike in hand, and let go of my waist to talk to AJ.
"What's wrong Styles, not a sore loser are we?"
"Only when i am cheated out of my title." AJ shot back bitterly.
"Cheated? Oh come on golden boy. I pinned your shoulders to the mat. 1, 2, 3."
"Yah after your little girlfriend there tripped me, and hit me with a chair."
I grabbed the mike out of Chris's hands, as the crowd sent chorus's of boo's my way. I just smiled and ignored them.
"First of all. I have a name. For those of you poor excuses of human beings who don't know who I am, I am Mila Lianto, the best female wrestler in this sport today."
"No offense, Mila, but that's not saying much. I mean what, you can rip off some other chicks shirt in less than a minute? What qualifies you as a wrestler?"
"Do you forget which company we are in Styles? This is T.N.A. I wrestle. I could kick your ass any damn day of the week.
"Oh really? Why don't you just go back to your boyfriends side. This is between me and him."
"Not anymore Styles, you insult me, i fight back. You want your rematch with Chris? Why? He's just gonna beat your ass again. Why not take your anger out on the person who really cost you that match AJ. Prove to everyone here that woman cant wrestle. Next week, right here on impact, me and you. One on one, right there in that ring."
"Oh yah, wrestle you so that Chris can interfere at every moment? I don't think so." AJ laughed.
"Fine you don't want him in the match. Lets ban him from ringside. Its still not gonna stop me from pinning your perfect little ass. How bout it fans, you want to see Styles try and kick my ass?"
There was a loud eruption of cheers, and i just smirked and looked back at the ring.
"I'm not wrestling you. I want my title shot."
"Fine. How bout this Styles. If you win, you get Chris's number one contender ship. Come on Styles, not scared are you?"
"Your on."
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"What the hell was that!" Daniels screamed as we walked back towards the locker room.
"A promo." I shrugged.
"You know what i mean Lianto. That wasn't what was supposed to happen and you know it."
"Look. If I am ever going to prove myself, i have to get in there and do it. The crowd wants it, and we already promised it, managements not gonna pull it out from under us now. So what's the big problem?"
"The big problem is you could be costing me my title shot!" He spat angrily, as I pulled open the door to the locker room, to see AJ already sitting on the bench.
"I'm not going to lose Daniels. Keep your god damn pants on." I said before my phone went off in my pocket.
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"Hey baby." I said with a smile
Daniels looked over at AJ. "Baby?" He asked questioningly.
"Sweetie slow down, what are you talking about? Yes i know. I know. I know he is my son too. Mark. Mark. MARK! Can we not do this now? Because Golden Boy and the Fallen Asshole are listening to every word I am saying. Daniels? Oh yah he is everything you said he was. What do you mean your here? You did what? Baby that's great! Where are you? Third door down the hall to the left. See you in a second. Love you too."
AJ and Daniels looked up at me in shock.
"Did you just say son?" AJ asked.
"Did you just eaves drop on my conversation?" I shot back, as there was a knocking on the locker room door. I quickly ran over and swung the door open.
"Mommy!" Came a small voice from around my knees. I reached down and picked him up and hugged him close to me.
"I missed you sweetie." I said with a smile as I swung him back and forth in my arms.
"Hey babe." Came a deep voice from the doorway. I set my son back on the ground and softly kissed his father on the lips, as he walked into the locker room.
"Um AJ, Asshole, I think you know Mark and Jay Briscoe." I said with a smile, grabbing Mark's hand in mine.
"And this one you haven't met yet, this is mine and Mark's son Jonathan."
"Um, wow, I didn't know you had a boyfriend." AJ said, even though he was staring at Jonathan.
"Uh, Mark and Jay just signed up here, they are gonna be part of LAX, right guys," I asked. Matt and Jay both just nodded, their arms crossed firmly across there chest.
"This is weird, I'm leaving. Just be ready for next week Lianto. You better not lose me my title." Daniels said finally, as he pushed his way past Mark and Jay.
"He's such and ass." Jay muttered, causing me to laugh.
"He wont get far." I said taking his keys out of my front pocket.
"How the hell do you always get his stuff?" AJ asked, even though he was smiling.
"I have my ways." I said with a smile, as Daniels burst back through the door.
"Give me my keys Lianto."
"Show some respect." Mark said, getting up in his face.
Daniels didn't answer, he just glared furiously into Mark's eyes.
"Jonathan, sweetie, go with uncle Jay to go see Haas okay?" I said, having a feeling this was going to get violent.
Jonathan ran over towards where his father and Daniels where standing, and stomped on Daniels foot before running to his uncle, who was cracking up laughing. Jay gave him a high five, before taking his small hand in his and walking him out of the locker room.
I smiled to, but noticed Mark push Daniels backwards.
"Now come on Mark, cool it. Beating him up is my job." I said, Putting my arm in-between the two.
"Mark, come on, just back off." I said, putting a hand on his chest. He didn't budge.
I sighed and ran my hand up along his face, getting him to look at me. My hand moved from his face to behind his head as I pulled it towards me into a kiss.
As Mark was distracted I held out my other hand which held Daniels keys behind my back until Daniels grabbed them up and walked out of the locker room again.
"That was a dirty trick." Mark said, as he pulled away when the door slammed behind us.
"You liked it." I said with a smile, placing my hands back on his chest.
Mark's smile quickly faded as he looked down at my hand.
"Your not wearing your ring." He said, a look of hurt in his eyes.
"I didn't want to lose it while I was in the ring sweetie." I said, quickly running to my locker and grabbing his high school ring off the top shelf.
"Look, I know its not a real engagement ring, but it still means the same. If your ashamed of me just tell me before we go through with this wedding." He said, arms across his chest tightly, as AJ stood across from us, just staring, his head overloaded with new information.
"Baby, i told you. The ring doesn't matter. We are going to get married, that's what matters. And why would you think I'm ashamed of you?"
"How many people have you told we got engaged?" He challenged.
"None." I said barely above a whisper, realizing now where he was coming from. "But who am I gonna tell Mark? You and Jonathan and Jay are my life. Chicks annoy me so I don't have any girlfriends, i don't know anyone here, and you know how my parents feel about us."
"I know, I just, I don't know." Mark sighed. "I love you."
"I love you too sweetie." I said with a smile, as he kissed me softly on the tip of my nose.
"Um, I'll see you next taping Mila." AJ said awkwardly, as Mark wrapped a hand around my waist.
"Uh huh, sure." I said, as I placed my arms on Matt's shoulders.
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Wow… bombshell! Mila is married, and has a son? Didn't see that coming. Oh wait, yah I did cause I wrote it lol. Anyways, next chappy wont be for a little while, still have some other stories to update.
And you better hurry Xytne. My Italians are almost done with their pizza.
Tune in to find out!
-PA6