Amy pushed past the countless people in front of her. The day she decided to go clubbing had also been the day Chris Jericho and Fozzy decided to have a concert. Of course, they were numerous numbers of Jerichaholics, 95 of them female, screaming and jumping as Chris and his band rocked the club.
Amy screamed her order at the bartender who strained his ears and nodded. As the bartender handed her drink and Amy reached for her wallet to pay, a stranger threw a five-dollar bill at the bartender.
"It's ok, I got this."
"Uh, thanks but honestly I can pay for it" Amy said as she opened her wallet.
"Don't worry, it's an honor to pay for a pretty girl's drink, especially a former four-time Women's Champion." The man said with a smile as he took a sip from his Pepsi.
"So you're a fan?" Amy asked. Of course he was, every time she went out clubbing there was always a group of guys trying to see who could get Lita drunk and bang her. Thankfully, she always had Jeff or Matt or any one of her friends to tell them to buzz off.
"Yep, although I've gotta say you look hotter in person. I think it's cos your missing something…"
"Well I lost the belt and-"
"No no, it's more like you lost a giant tool…I think it was called an Edge or something…" The man said laughing. Amy laughed ", but jeez, that Matt Hardy was a clingy bastard." He said and Amy laughed again, she didn't know if it was his jokes or the drink that was making her feel so good.
"What's your name?" She asked him. She was interested in him, aside from his charm and sense of humor, he was very good-looking. He had black hair that ran down to his shoulders, two lip rings and a scruffy beard which Amy found attractive.
"My name's Phil Brooks, I wrestle in OVW. I'm waiting to get into WWE as soon as that bastard McMahon thinks I'm ready." He said as he took a sip from his drink.
"Ladies and -oh hell, just ladies. Make as much noise you can for Mongoose McQueen." The club-owner announced.
The entire club was drowned in women's squeals for Chris who flexed his biceps and laughed.
"For the love of God, Chris…" Amy whispered to herself. Phil heard, laughed and asked, "Do you wanna get out of here?"
"Sure…" Amy said, she knew where this was heading but she didn't care. She liked Phil, so…why couldn't she take her mind off Adam?
"Earth to Amy…Hello?"
Amy snapped her head to face the person in front of her. "Sorry Phil, I'm in a bit of a daze. I mean, I can't believe what happened today."
"You said it Ames." Phil said, he sipped his Pepsi then decided to ask Amy what he was trying to ask her before the match, "So Ames, you never really told me, why did you decide to break us up?"
Amy shuffled slightly, when she felt Phil's eyes were still on her, she stuttered, "You've- you've got to…to understand Phil. I mean…when we-"
"Relax Amy, don't give yourself a brain hemorrhage, you can tell me when you're ready but…I've got to ask, was it Adam Copeland?"
Amy shuffled her feet again and answered, making sure to keep her voice strong, "Yes."
"I knew it, so why was it him? I mean, you seemed really into our relationship."
"I was, Phil! I loved you…I- I still love you, but not like I love Adam, he's…he just feels like the one…Phil, what we had was great, but it was unfair to you because I didn't feel the same things you felt for me. I didn't want to be in a relationship where I was hurting you." Amy said strongly, the words coming straight from her heart.
"I understand Ames, but you can never hurt me, no matter how hard you try, and trust me, you're trying very hard now," Phil said with a laugh, he gulped down the rest of his Pepsi and said, "Just remember Amy, no matter how you feel about me, I will always love you. Even if you don't love me the same way, I'll always be here for you."
And with his last heart-wrenching words, Phil stood up and moved to Amy where he placed a soft kiss on her cheek before turning to head to his room. Amy sighed and finished the drink in front of her. As she sat and thought about what she was going to say to Adam and wondering what he would say to her, a burly man stood in front of her, covering the light. As Amy looked up the man sat down and smiled at Amy.
"Hello, you might not know me. I'm Dave…Dave Batista, I work for SmackDown as well." He said with a swig of his beer.
"Oh, hi Dave. Uh, well it's nice to meet you but I gotta go now, I have an early morning tomorrow…You know autograph signings…the usual stuff." Amy lied hesitantly as she pulled out her room card, there was something about Dave that was so intimidating, it wasn't just his huge build but it was the way he carried himself, like he was better than everyone else at the bar.
As Amy stood up to leave he stood up and put an arm on her shoulder, "No, come on. Listen, I'll buy you a beer, we'll just talk. You know, colleague to colleague." Batista said with a smirk, he pushed Amy back down and signaled for a beer to the barmaid.
"No, seriously Dave, it's ok. I seriously have to go sleep, but maybe some other time."
And without letting him get a chance to speak she ran away from Batista's daunting gaze and to her room, where she planned to lay awake until her prohibited meeting with Adam.
Dave slammed his fist down angrily. He had just missed a chance to have some fun with the redheaded bitch. He calmed himself down, "Patience Dave, you'll get your chance at that bitch." He smiled to himself. He took a swig of his beer and looked around the bar, where a certain blonde Diva had caught his eye…
Adam lay in his bed, not moving an inch. He was planning his meeting with Amy, he was thinking of what he would say to her, all the things he should've said. He looked at the clock, 1:45. Not much time now, he looked around the empty room, praising himself for his own ingenious plan. He told Vickie he would be spending a 'Guys Only' night with his two mentee's and he told Ryder and Hawkins that he would be spending the night with Vickie. As he fooled everyone, he got himself a private room where he wouldn't be bothered by Vickie or anyone else who tried to break his tranquility.
"Not much longer…" He thought to himself…
"Just a few more minutes…" Amy though. She was lying on the bed in her room. She had decided to share a room with Jeff, who had ran off at 9pm to his date with Mickie James. Amy felt no reaction to Mickie. When she had met Jeff's new girlfriend she immediately saw the way Jeff felt about her and was fond of her.
Amy drifted off, her eyes slowly shut and her mind slowed down. She was falling into a cloudy slumber until the beeping of the alarm clock rewoke her for her appointment with Adam.
"Yes!" Amy shouted and left the room instantly.
Adam left his room quietly, softly closing the door in case someone was no quite asleep. He cursed the hotel inaudibly for putting him in the same floor of all of the SmackDown stars except for Amy.
When he reached the stairway door, he exhaled and entered. As soon as he did his eyes widened, his pulse quickened and a chill ran down his spine. Amy was there, and she was having the same reaction to him.
CHAPTER 4