Tough as nails
Shawn couldn't believe what was going on. "How could this little tramp out sell us and then her match with Luna is up next while mine get bump off the card! That's bullshit I'm going to Vince."
"Shawn chill down bro." Scott spoke. "I mean shit...she's fucking hot. I'll bump you off for Body any day."
Shawn didn't think this was funny. "Please man, get it together." He left and Hunter stormed out after him.
Scott looked to Kid. "He's such a drama queen."
Elsewhere……
"Body! Hey beautiful."
I turned to see Davey standing there with the Undertaker. Who was just quite and had on black from head to....literarily. He kept to himself most the time but , I've seen him around before. Personally I'm scared to speak to the guy...he creeps me out. "Hey Smith, how are you?"
"Good." He smiles at me. This was just as sexy as a male model but he was married not that it mattered. If I asked him to fuck me right here he's do it in a heart beat. "Oh this is Mark, Mark Adriana or Body." He turns to him.
I gave Mark a weak smile and extended my hand upon his. "Nice to meet you." A small smile plastered my face. His voice...the firm grip of his hand...im leaving it at that.
"You as well. Glad we've finally met." His deep voice rumbled.
"Same here." I brushed a strand of my blonde curls over my shoulder. I was in my costume and I as weird as it sound I was a bit uncomfortable, especially around Davey he was such a flirt. My dark blue sequence costume was low cut and grip perfectly around my ass. The top had to be tripped stitch cause my real size 40D breast was just craving the attention.
Thank God for double sided tape. "So Davey, are we hitting up the club later?"
"You know it...Mark you joining us later?"
"Why not, I can use a beer." His green piercing eyes starring through my soul almost. I grab my women's title to cover my stomach. I felt a bit un ease; that was quickly broken by the loud mouth known as Shawn Michaels.
"What the fuck, your going to let her take my spot on the card? I get bump off for this Barbie doll...she's wouldn't be nothing if it wasn't for me-
"Excuse me you got something to say?" I said walking over to Shawn, Vince and Hunter.
"I wasn't talking to you darlin...excuse us grown men are having a conversation go paint your nails."
"Keep talking shit Shawn my manicure is gonna be upside your forehead."
Shawn finally turns his attention to me and Hunter was giving me a jaw dropping look as well as Vince. What they didn't know I had balls huh? "Listen baby, don't write a check your ass can't-"
"So original and don't call me baby I am not your baby." I spat. "And you better be lucky I am not a man because if I was I'll have that little title of yours do be thankful. Because in a heartbeat I'll take your spot."
"Your a bitch." Shawn finally snapped.
I smiled. "Your a prick."
"Ouch...you kiss your mother with that mouth...baby?" Shawn smirked teasing me.
"You eat pussy with that mouth?" His face was priceless, a for sure Kodak moment of course he smirked at me all in the same moving closer to my face.
"Wouldn't you like to know darlin."
Steve pulled me aside. "Fuck." I yelled as Steve pulled me into the locker room.
"Chill girl." he demand
"Steve he took me there. I told you he was an asshole to me."
Steve leaned against the wall. "Yeah you didn't have to tell me that he was asshole...I think we've seen him in action long enough to write a book for ya."
I was finally claim enough to look at Steve. "What?"
"Nothing, your tough."
"No shit."
He smiled. "No Shit...your gonna be alright Kid."
"My dad told me to never take shit from no one no matter who are what they think they are." My daddy, I wish he was here with me and we could have team up on his ass. I inhaled deeply and gave Steve a pout. He rubs my back. "You ready to go out there?"
"Yeah..."
It's a shame and a mess I remember all this stuff. My diaries brought some of the best and worst memories of my past personal and professional career. I look at the clock it's almost 1 am. After checking up on my boys I went up stairs and entered my bed room. My huge, dark, lonely as bed room. Then suddenly my cell goes off; looking at the number I kind of recognized it but there wasn't a name to the number. I answered it
"Hello?"
"You sound wide a awake sweetheart."
"Hey Steve. That's cause I am." I laid my head on my pillow. "How you been?"
"Good, and you?"
"Okay, writing my bio that's all." I pull the covers on me and places my phone on speaker.
"Whoa man, sounds like trouble. I miss ya kid."
Steve and I had a great friendship. After he married Debra fell off, I'm glad we reconnected at the hall of fame. "I miss you too."
"Are you going to talk about me?" I can hear him smirking through the phone.
"Honey your already there, with many more chapters to go." I told him. "Besides, you were a big part of my like Austin both personally and professionally."
"Aww, don't make me blush." He chuckles. "So, you sure you okay? I found out what happen between Mark and you."
"It doesn't surprise me Steve you always find out." I laugh. "I'm…good really I am. My boys, Rodney and this book is taking my mind off things."
"He's an asshole." Steve said.
"Steve!"
"Seriously, he did this twice to you. WITH THE SAME WOMAN!"
I close my eyes trying to forget what happened with me and Mark but instead I still see him anyway…what the fuck?! "Steve, please not right now."
He sighs heavily. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. But I am in San Diego, I actually called to come visit you while I'm out here."
"Yeah, that will be fine. But, no talk of-"
"I'm not making any promises but I'll try."
I roll over to look at the time it was almost one in the morning. "Okay, goodnight Steve."
"Sweet dreams baby."
The next morning after dropping the boys off to school and Randlle to daycare, Steve showed up at my door a half hour later. I offered him some breakfast, he asked for coffee instead. As we walked towards my office, Steve embraced me with a hug…from behind. Maybe he was just trying to comfort me I don't know. He sat down across from me on my cream colored sectional.
"You must've wrote about everyone and everything." He laughed looking at the stacks and sacks of books on the table.
I laugh. "Well, you'll just have to read the book to find all that out."
He smiled. "I guess so." Steve flap through the pages. "So are you going to expose your drunk stripping-"
"When did I ever strip?"
"Plently of times but, I took care of you."
"I'm sure you did Steve." I playfully rolled my eyes.
My match with Luna was fun and worth the wild. She was so awesome and she taught me a lot as well. Walking back to the women's locker room, I sat on the bench, tossed my title to the side. After daydreaming I showered and pack my clothes into my bag. We had 6 am flight the next morning but who cares? I'll just stay up and be drunk on my way to the airport.
"So, you ready for shots Jack Danlies?" Sasha asked me.
"Sure, let this LA Lady show you how it's done." I teased her. She playfully rolled her eyes.
"So what's going on with you and Steve Austin?" Sasha asked. "I mean, you two have been close."
"Nothing were friends." Sasha had a look on her face like she didn't believe me. "What, he's too old for me. Plus really, I don't see how you and the Hitman do it. Wrestling and being in love is too much for me."
"Yeah, we learned to cope with it tho." She blushed.
"So when are you marrying that man?"
Sasha cringe. "Don't get me wrong I love him I do want to marry him but I am not sure about that answer right now. Everything is getting started for me and it is almost like he's pressuring me too."
We toasted our shot glasses and downed them. "Okay well, everyone knows your Mrs. Hitman soooo....whatever."
"Yeah...whatever. But Sunny, she doesn't care. She'll fuck your man without thinking about it the little whore. She hit on Brent plenty of times I trust him but not her."
Sunny was pretty and she was the IT girl of the company. She came into the bar with her boyfriend Chris and a few of the other wrestlers. She seemed nice but, never judge a book buy it's cover.
I checked out the bar Davey and Owen came over and bought me a few drinks. Mark was with him too. By then, the shots and the fruity girly drink that Owen bought for me was getting to me. Rena and The Wild man Marc Mero had join us as well.
"Ahhhh I love this song." I instantly got on the bar taking Rena by the hand.
I saw him dancin' there by the record machine I knew he must a been about seventeen The beat was goin' strong Playin' my favorite song An' I could tell it wouldn't be long
Till he was with me, yeah me And I could tell it wouldn't be long Till he was with me, yeah me, singin'
Even though I was right about tipsy during this part, It didn't stop my co-workers from cheering me on. I smacked my ass.
I love rock n' roll So put another dime in the jukebox, baby I love rock n' roll So come and take your time and dance with me
Moments later, I drank the two long island ice teas and before I knew it I was lit.
"We should get her down." Owen said.
"I'm enjoying it." Mark spoke in a low tone.
Blonde hair, green eyes and 6 ft tall and a pair of legs that goes on and on and on. This woman took my breath away. Since I couldn't touch, I'll just watched. Over the knee heel boots, tight fitted tank top and leggings. Black from head to toe...need I say more?....Yeah, I'll just watch . Mark sat back and stared at her intently, she in deed was the most beautiful thing he's ever laid his eyes on. " Yeah…I'll just watch."
Steve and I shared a laugh. "Trust, me that one time in Vegas you have to put that in your book."
I smile. "I'll think about it."
"But, there's one time in particular I know your not going to put in your book."
I take at another long look at the Texas native. "What are you talking about Rattlesnake?"
He moved in closer to me and brushes the side of my hair over my shoulder. "That time in Boston…you invited me into your dressing room."
I love rock and roll by Joan Jett & The Blackhearts. Also, I hope I didn't confuse anyone but those were Mark thoughts on Adriana. Please enjoy and review!